My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

The calendar year at the end of the wasteland is June 15th.

The cold wind in the early morning kept blowing between the mountains and forests, blowing scattered snowflakes and continuing to fly in the sky and earth.

Standing on the bald mountain above the ruins.

Su Mo slowly performed the warm-up moves in the Su family's gun, sweatdrops falling like rain all over his body.

A trace of white steam overflowed from the hair, lingering above to form a cyclone.

Not long after, when his whole body was wet with sweat, he let out a long breath of turbid air in his chest and abdomen and stopped moving.

Open the game panel and jump to the personal attributes bar.

"It's improved." Looking at the 1% display number above, Sumo couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised.

After the emptiness of his foundation disappeared last night, he vaguely felt that the physical damage caused by repeatedly entering the tunnel was not permanent.

Sure enough, after taking some psionic water and exercising again, the numbers on the panel immediately showed intuitive recovery.

If this progress continues, a return to the previous high of 84% will be just around the corner.

His mood improved, and Somo looked down again.

Feng Tianmin and others were not idle at this time, and were constantly entering and leaving the ruins to move all the equipment that could be taken away into the Ruyi Chariot.

Although limited by the size of the door, many devices must be cut to fit in.

But there is no doubt that even if it is only used as the most common alloy material, its value is extremely precious.

"Lord Su, will this ruins be blown up after we leave?" Marshal Wang asked hesitantly as he followed the footsteps.

"Blow it up?" Sumo shook his head: "We have already taken away the valuable things inside, so there is no need to blow it up. If someone really escapes here in the future, they won't end up living in the wilderness."

"By the way, what about the ruins you found before? Did you bring out everything inside?"

"Well, the ruins are no better than this one. It only has a simple layer. We have cleared out everything inside early. The most valuable thing among them is the body-modifying equipment." Marshal Wang replied.

"But they don't seem to be from the Yan Kingdom. They are a group of organizations called the Aurora Society."

"Aurora Society?" Sumo asked in surprise.

Of course, this name is familiar to him. There is a lot of information about this organization in the ruins.

Strictly speaking, the Aurora Society is not an official organization, nor is it a force created by human civilization.

Starting from the first generation of players, Su Deben's generation of Butterfly Universe, the Aurora Society has already taken shape.

Later, it went through the second generation player Sanguang Universe, the third generation player Ji Universe, and the fourth generation player Meteor Universe.

After four disasters and reincarnations, the Aurora Society has established its basic structure.

It is said that it not only has the top scientific researchers, strategic experts, and combat madmen of every era, but also has countless scientific research materials and scientific research results.

Even the "righteous thieves", the organization that had left food rights before, was once a small branch that splintered away from the Aurora Society.

"According to the information left on the machine, they are using this modified device to screen people who can meet the requirements. As long as they can meet the requirements, they can get further information about the location of the ruins."

"And if you can complete all the requirements along the way, you will be qualified to join the Aurora Society." Marshal Wang sighed.

Judging from his appearance, it was obvious that when he first got the machine, he still had the dream of being talented.

"You should be glad that you were not selected. Besides, the Aurora Society is not a good thing." Sumo chuckled.

"Did they tell you that as long as you join the organization, you can survive even if our group of human players are wiped out?"

"Is it possible that Lord Su also entered their ruins?" Marshal Wang was stunned.

He has never told anyone about the benefits of joining the Aurora Society.

After all, even if you think about it with your buttocks, you know that this condition will attract many people to come crazy to try.

"I have never been to their ruins, but I have heard a lot about the stupid things they did." Sumo raised his head and looked at the towering snow-capped mountains in the distance: "You should have known by now that we humans on earth are not the first wave to come here. Players who accept the test. But you don’t know that there have been thirty-two human civilizations before us.”

"Thirty-two?" Marshal Wang's eyes widened: "Were they all wiped out?"

"The team will not be destroyed. As long as after the disaster, the number of surviving players is less than 01% of the total number of players, the game will automatically end. Based on our total number of 7 billion people, it will be considered a failure when 700,000 people are involved. .After the game fails, the remaining players will be given two different options."

"First, you choose to continue participating in the next civilization game, but the price is to lose all the memories of the last game, and only retain the survival skills and physical fitness that you have developed."

"Second, feign death to avoid detection by the game, and then retain the memory and wake up after the next game is started."

"Can you retain memories? Isn't that much better than the first one?"

Suddenly hearing such secret information from the first human being, Marshal Wang looked focused, for fear of missing any key information.

At the same time, he felt a little excited in his heart, knowing that Sumo was willing to tell him this, which meant that he completely regarded him as one of his own.

"Everything has a price, and fake death is no exception."

"Although they can retain their memories, the price is that they will forever lose the qualification to use the game panel. In other words, they will never be able to complete the game mission. And as long as no player in the wasteland can complete the mission, they will have to accept this endless process forever. The cycle of disaster.”

The best way to drive a man into complete despair is to tie his hope to something he has given up.

Aurora will choose to fake death and escape the punishment of clear memory.

But the price is that they are locked in the wasteland forever, and can only wake up again and again, sleep, and wait for reincarnation.

"They left this relic in order to select "new people" to sleep with them, and when a certain opportunity comes, they will wake up together, help the players complete the mission that time, and finally escape from this prison together."

"It's actually like this!" Marshal Wang seemed to understand something: "Then if the players this time do not meet their expectations, will they?"

"Of course." Su Mo nodded silently: "These people are not kind. They have been used to seeing death for a long time, and their mentality has long been numb. If the player fails to meet the requirements after waking up, they will lurk to collect these New technologies researched and innovated by one generation of players then secretly accelerate the pace of game failure in anticipation of the arrival of the next group of players.”

"If it weren't for the fact that many people along the way couldn't stand this practice, split off and formed other different organizations to expose this practice, otherwise no one would have known that there was such a group of rats lurking in the wasteland of the past."

"Then will they help us this time?" Marshal Wang asked simply.

No one wants to be given up, and no one wants to be denied.

He knew very well that if the Aurora Society could stand up, the future of mankind would be much better.

"Maybe, I don't know." Sumo replied calmly.

The people of the Aurora Society have been inherited from the first generation of Butterfly Universe.

They have seen real gods and naturally know the situation that humans have to face.

The so-called "die-hards" mentioned by Poseidon Jiang Chu are probably these people.

They hold the authority in their hands and do not know the relationship between Adam and the game. They are still waiting for the day when the total can exceed 50%.

"If they are willing to continue to hide, that's fine, but if they want to speed up the game and fail, maybe we will confront each other again in the future."

"After all, over the long years, their humanity has been worn away too much."

I don’t know why in the ruins, but I only collected information about these people, but I didn’t see them appearing.

However, it is also possible that they have already appeared, hiding in the crowd without being discovered.

"Lord Su, are we going to create a territory that can accommodate all surviving humans in the future?" Marshal Wang thought deeply for a while and suddenly asked another question.

"Of course not!" Sumo replied simply.

"Why, if we humans on earth can unite together, whether it is facing disasters or the machinations of these people, it will be easier?" Marshal Wang asked back: "And Lord Su, your appeal is completely sufficient, I I believe that the surviving humans will definitely be willing.”

"Haha, what you said is quite simple." Su Mo heard what he meant.

"But don't forget, there are only 10,000 people in the Origin Territory, and you are struggling to manage it every day. There are still more than 2 billion surviving humans. Adding in the humans who have not yet arrived, the number can be close to 5 billion people."

"If we can really establish a unified territory and I let you manage it, tell me how much you can help me share?"

"Uh." Marshal Wang hesitated a little, and laughed quickly: "Then there are still many elites among us humans, they are sure."

"What if the elite you are talking about are people from the Aurora Society?"

Sumo shook his head and pointed out the most important issue in one sentence.

He has actually been thinking about the future development of the wasteland for some time.

The Tianyuan territory in the ruins has gathered so many management talents that it is difficult to maintain a territory of hundreds of thousands of people.

Later, the number of people increased to more than 10 million, and almost every day, there were countless chaos that needed to be dealt with.

As for the three major territories, taking the Dragon Banner Territory as an example, they have gathered almost the best people in China.

But it only manages more than 20 million people, and it also needs to use means such as the identity system to maintain stability.

The apocalyptic wasteland is not a peaceful and prosperous time.

Against the background of chaos, people's hearts are different.

Especially when a disaster strikes, the challenges faced are dozens of times greater than usual.

One carelessness or one mistake will make all the previous efforts in vain.

Therefore, the best way is to divide the people into different gathering places just like the wasteland in the ruins.

"We need to build a platform, or in other words, we need to formulate a rule."

"We can provide technical support, lead the establishment of communication networks, create logistics throughout the New World, and even contract transportation construction."

"We can be tall men, but we can never be umbrellas."

"With competition, there is hope, and with hope, there is a future."

Sumo said a lot in one breath.

Almost all the thoughts that had been brewing these days were expressed.

The number of five billion is too big. Even a 1% loss is as much as fifty million.

The best way to ensure the survival of as many people as possible is to bloom more and develop together.

Among them, Tianyuan Territory, as the fastest pace, can not only better spread its advantages, but also gather more resources to invest in further development.

Compared with becoming the nanny of the human collective, this method is obviously more sensible and more in line with expectations.

"Building networks, logistics, contract transportation, technology"

"Lord Su, your idea is too advanced. If it can be carried out in this way, I am afraid that we humans will really be able to take root in this land." Marshal Wang murmured, his eyes drifting far away.

He seemed to see the prosperous scene described by Sumo, and saw the gathering place where hundreds of flowers bloomed throughout the New World.

Different human gathering places have different development priorities and different refuge styles.

Either good at planting, or good at scientific research, business, or fighting

Faced with disasters again and again, faced with these strange alien races.

Living in such an environment, I'm afraid it won't be long before humans can be proud of their newborn children.

This is our second hometown!

"Who can say for sure about the future? We have a preliminary idea now, and it will not be too late to gradually improve it later."

"At least for now, we still need to solve the material pressure after this winter."

Bringing Marshal Wang back from his imagination to reality, Sumo couldn't help but feel a sense of longing for the future as he looked at his expectant expression.

When winter passes, it is the bright spring that represents rebirth.

With a lot of information and items brought back from the ruins this time, as well as nearly 10,000 people from the origin camp.

Tianyuan Territory can finally embark on the road of development and launch many arrangements in the plan.

"Come on, it's time to go back to camp and get ready."

Patting Marshal Wang on the shoulder, the two of them descended Bald Mountain one after another.

Towards the afternoon, all the supplies in the underground base were loaded onto the trucks, and everything that could be taken away and valuable was looted.

Standing in front of the clearing, I took one last look at the heavy metal door that was imprinted with the flame pattern that was the symbol of the Yan Kingdom.

Somo pulled the operating lever, slowly closed it, and retracted it into the mountain wall.

"A year is such a long time."

Returning to the Ruyi Chariot, as the vehicle started to move, and watching the stone wall disappearing in the rearview mirror, Sumo suddenly felt filled with emotion.

For the others in the car, it only took more than a month to capture the ruins occupied by Sun Bahu.

But for him, it was a whole year.

Now, think about the Tianyuan territory that I created with my own hands, and the village that is rooted in the land.

Somo was already eager to return home, and he couldn't wait to start his return journey tomorrow.

"Director, the news of the evacuation was sent back to the camp yesterday. Everyone should be prepared now."

"But I haven't told them yet to leave in the Ruyi Chariot. Will you come and tell them personally later?"

Feng Long smiled a little unscrupulously.

He recalled how his jaw almost dropped when he saw the Ruyi Chariot yesterday.

At this time, I was quite looking forward to how the refugees in the camp would react when they entered the chariot.

"It's time to hold a pep rally, but this time the protagonist is not me."

"In the days to come, we will encounter more and more tests, and the only thing I can bring to you is"

"Confidence!"

Soma replied softly.

He looked at Marshal Wang beside him. The latter was startled and finally nodded silently.

But no one knew, and it started from this nod.

A new era in the wasteland has finally begun!