My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

For the future wasteland, according to the development progress of the "players" in the past several times.

Su Mo also discussed Zhan Zhan with Su Deben, Chen Shen, and Lu Kuan at the dinner table.

Regardless of the development speed of depressions, let’s look at the recovery progress of human civilization in the deep sea.

Everyone had imagined that in the wasteland ten years later, the aliens who lost the help of the gods have basically lost their physical advantages and quantitative advantages in the early stage.

Relying on a complete industrial system and a chain of weapons, ten years later, human beings can be all soldiers, advance at an exaggerated progress, and incorporate most of the resources into the territory.

With these resources, it is no longer difficult to revive the civilization of the heyday on Earth.

I am afraid that it will only take two or three years of brewing to look at the entire continent, the gathering point of human beings.

Among the poor ones, the level of civilization can at least reach the period of the first industrial revolution, and the ability to manufacture machinery can smooth out the disadvantage of human productivity.

Among them, the level of civilization should be able to reach the level of the early 20th century, and it should be able to create the "ultimate weapon" enough to protect the human race.

And as long as the ultimate weapon is produced, it is the first step for mankind to sound the horn of counterattack.

According to Sudben, it is not impossible to enslave these alien races in the New World.

However, in these outlooks, without exception, everyone seems to have forgotten and avoided one item.

That is...

Infrastructure!

"It's too difficult to restore the kind of infrastructure we have on Earth, not to mention our basic resources, manpower, and whether or not aliens will destroy these things. The impact has determined that it is completely impossible for us to build railways, highways, and public facilities scattered in the wilderness."

"In the future, there is a high probability that aviation will be the mainstay, and waterways will be supplemented for medium and long-distance travel."

"These things are easy to maintain and the easiest to implement"

This is the point of view put forward by Lu Kuan at the end of the discussion, which has basically been unanimously approved by everyone.

If you want to cultivate these things, as long as you have enough resources, it is not really difficult.

With experience, even if the construction speed is very slow, human beings can persevere in construction, from small to large.

But this follow-up maintenance problem, the maintenance problem, is the key that is difficult to solve.

"It's incredible, it's really incredible!"

"Could it be that human beings in eight years' time will truly have an equal footing with other races, right? They have absolute hegemonic status?"

"Have you found a new way to maintain these infrastructures?"

Looking at the end of the field of vision, there are seven or eight trains running on the rails, galloping to the distance at a distance of sixty or seventy yards.

Even though he was still falling from high altitude, Soma's mind was completely attracted to the past.

At this moment, ignore all the experiences and memories that have descended from the wasteland.

The dim yellow light of the locomotive is like a lighthouse in the ocean, making people feel warm.

The harsh roaring whistle sounded like a horn for returning home, softening the traveler's tired body.

Look at the scene below.

Su Mo couldn't help shaking his head, wiping his eyes, but still couldn't hold back the tears that overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

For the first time, this wasteland after eight years actually gave him a kind of intimacy of returning to Earth and China!

[Record]: The estimated arrival time is still 30s, please prepare "players"

[Record]: After your arrival, you will have three minutes of invincibility. Please familiarize yourself with the mission environment as soon as possible.

[Record]: "Refugee" status, the pre-task has been released, please open the game panel to check

At the same time as Soma observed, the height further decreased, and the speed of the downward thrust also gradually slowed down.

When the three game prompts appeared in front of Soma, the straight-line distance between one person and one dog from the ground was already less than one kilometer.

"Are you going to land?"

Realizing that the mission was about to start, Soma quickly withdrew his attention, and began to take advantage of the last time to cast his sights on the villages and towns with a lot of light below.

Not surprisingly, this is the "Prickly Pear Town" mentioned before in the game.

And he will also become the deputy director of the material department in this town in thirty seconds.

Looking down from right above, the entire pear town looks like an oval pear, with narrow upper and lower ends and a wider middle.

Its scale is not large, at least in terms of the groups of bright lights that Soma saw in the sky before, it can only be regarded as low-medium.

But if it is placed in the main world, in the time period of the first year and June of the apocalyptic calendar, it is enough to be called a behemoth, more than ten times larger than that of Hope Village.

Especially the central part of the village and town is densely packed, with fifty or sixty dim yellow street lamps, and three or four hundred dwellings, which is an unimaginable large-scale project.

"Great!"

"This prickly pear town has not been completely chaotic yet. It seems that I still have a chance to do something before the chaos!"

In less than ten seconds, he generally memorized the layout of the entire town in his mind.

With only thirty meters remaining, Soma saw where he was going to land.

This is a small two-storey street-fronted building with an outer wall and an inner garden, which is obviously different from the surrounding ordinary dwellings.

In the field of vision, the yellow color that has been highlighted by the game is very eye-catching.

In the building, the objects that one person and one dog want to "traverse" were also marked by the game.

For Soma himself, it was a middle-aged man lying on a big bed on the second floor.

For Oreo, it was a big yellow dog lying at the gate of the courtyard.

"Go, see you later!"

Touching Oreo's head, looking at his aggrieved appearance, Soma laughed and kicked the air violently.

Whoosh.

Like a sharp arrow, Soma, who was already in a spiritual state, was not hindered by any obstacle when he passed through the outer wall of the small western-style building.

In just one click, he entered the second floor of the building.

The next second, with a huge suction force, before Soma could see the environment in the room clearly, he was violently inhaled by the body of the middle-aged man on the bed.

Like a ghost pressing on a bed, when he first entered the man's body, Soma could still stay awake.

But after discovering that he couldn't control his body no matter what.

Blurred, dim, upside down, the sky is spinning.

All sorts of inexplicable feelings of depression began to come one after another, which only made people annoyed and wanted to roar and vent.

Fortunately, knowing that he was protected by the system, Soma didn't worry too much. He just closed his eyes quietly, didn't think about anything, slowly recovered his energy, and tried his best to restore himself to a prosperous state.

I don't know how long it took until there was a cry from the side.

It was only then that Su Mo suddenly realized that the lost body authority had finally begun to return!

...

"Brother Zong, Brother Zong, what's wrong with you!"

"Don't scare me! What's wrong with you, talk to me!"

"This lady, please calm down first, the doctor is already looking at it, don't worry, the minister will be fine!"

"Youzong is always exercising, and last night we were fine when we got off work. What happened this night, how could it be like this!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, the patient's heartbeat is very strong, and there is no major problem with the body. It should be pressed by a ghost...Eh..."

"The patient is awake!"

Annoyed by the noise, Soma had to move his eyelids with great effort to show that he was still alive.

This unfamiliar body, even if it has been strengthened by the game, has reached the forefront of the wasteland humans in terms of physical quality, and it is far from his previous body.

At most, they can only be regarded as strong ordinary people, and they have not touched the limits of human beings at all, let alone the category of interstellar humans.

And just after gaining physical authority, Soma felt as if he was in deep water, not to mention lifting his limbs, even opening his eyelids was difficult.

In this state, if there is danger around him, he has no ability to resist at all. No wonder the game will give him three minutes of invincibility.

Gradually, in the sound of shouting and shouting around.

As the sense of touch began to recover, other body control abilities also sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain.

First, the tiny muscles of the face, then the fingers and toes, then the small muscle groups that control the movement of the body, and finally the large muscles such as the thighs and arms.

There is no relevant memory, only knowing that he is the deputy director of the material department of Shili Town, Su Mo did not dare to behave too abnormally, only dared to slowly narrow his eyes, first looking around from the corner of his eye.

clean.

This was the first impression in Soma's mind.

At this time, he was still lying in the small western-style building he saw last night.

But what I saw in front of me, whether it was the ceiling, the walls, the floor, or even the surrounding furniture, were extremely clean and spotless, which seemed a bit out of tune with the environment of the apocalyptic wasteland.

Secondly, it is lively.

Outside the half-open window three steps to the right of the bed, a lot of noisy sounds could be heard.

If you identify it carefully, you can hear not only the chatter of passersby, the beating of gongs and drums, but also the rumble of cars passing by, and the sound of horns advertised by stores.

Yes, if he hadn't clearly known that he was still in the wasteland, Soma would have thought that he had returned to Earth, back to a remote town.

Withdrew all his attention, and at the last moment of his body's recovery, Soma turned his attention to the person standing beside the bed.

Four men and one woman.

The woman, of course, is the one who cried before.

She doesn't look very old, even if her face is ruined by the harsh environment of the wasteland, she seems to be around 25 at most, which is a bit out of tune with the age of the original male protagonist.

Among the four men, a man in a white coat should be a so-called doctor, and he should be in his forties.

Of the remaining three men, one of them was about the same age as the original, both in their thirties, and the two were slightly younger, looking in their early twenties.

"The combat power is not strong, you can subdue it at any time!"

The right hand exerted a slight force, and after feeling that he was in full control of his body, Soma stopped waiting and slowly opened his eyelids.

"Hey, Youzong is awake?"

Seeing Su Mo's deep eyes, a piercing light suddenly erupted.

The middle-aged man in his thirties first had a meal, and then suddenly stepped forward, his face full of joy.

It's just that in this joyful look, Soma can still distinguish a trace of surprise, and the looming... What a pity?

"Ah... my head hurts!"

The people around him, Soma didn't know a single one.

For fear of exposing himself, in this environment, he could only pretend to be sick first.

"Headache? Doctor..." The middle-aged man looked at the doctor.

"Headache is normal. It should be because I slept incorrectly last night, or did some intense exercise, which compressed the central nervous system of the spine. I just woke up now, and the blood has not yet circulated, so I naturally have a headache."

"This symptom, I have a prescription here, as long as you take it for three consecutive days, you can basically be worry-free!"

He glanced at the young girl standing beside him, and the doctor in the white coat rolled his eyes and took out a small book from his pocket.

"Do you want to prescribe medicine?"

"Of course, three days are not enough. Give me a seven-day dose directly, and then give me some supplements. You are an indispensable capable person in our material department. Now that you are sick, naturally you want the best treatment."

"In this way, let's go out first and let him have a good rest."

If it wasn't for the pity that rose in the eyes of the other party earlier.

The middle-aged man's lavish and caring look, Soma may still have a good impression on him.

But now, after nodding weakly and showing a grateful expression, Soma closed his eyes again and made a gesture of seeing off a guest.

At this time, the few people who remained in the field suddenly stopped waiting.

With the sound of the door, there was only a young girl left in the room.

"Brother Zong, do you want to drink some water? You really scared me last night!"

The woman patted her chest and walked to the table.

Seeing that the other party held his right hand with concern, Soma forcibly restrained his smile and slowly sat up.

"Ah... my head hurts. As long as I think about something, it hurts so badly that I can't even remember..."

"Have a headache when you think about it? Can't remember me?" She was stunned for a while, as if she didn't understand Soma's current state, and the woman's face was a little dazed.

But then, she quickly reacted and said in a panic:

"Brother Zong, I'm Xiaojuan, have you forgotten? Did you pick me up from the refugee camp?"

"The one who just came here is the director of our material department in Shili Town, Wu Chongzu, and your subordinates, Hong Zhe, Yang Hua..."

"..."

"You were fine at dinner last night, and then you said you were sleepy and wanted to go upstairs to sleep, and I didn't think much about it, but when I came up to call you for breakfast in the morning, you were like this... Brother Zong, you You won't have amnesia, will you?"

With a flustered face, he spoke for two or three minutes. Seeing that the woman named Huang Xiaojuan was sweating on her head, Su Mo closed her "empty" eyes and put on a little radiance.

"Amnesia... It seems that I really can't remember something, ah, my head hurts!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, if you can't remember, let's think about it slowly. Brother Zong, why don't you sleep for a while, and then take a look after you drink the soup. I'm with you. If you want to know anything, I can do it. Tell you..."

"Brother Zong... You can't leave me alone!"

Talking and talking~www.NovelMTL.com~ Huang Xiaojuan actually started to cry, tears welling up from her eyes, and her face was full of concern.

This look made Soma think of his younger sister.

For a while, he lost the idea of ​​continuing to tease, so he nodded and walked off the bed with Huang Xiaojuan's help.

"I went to the window to take a look, it's a little boring"

As soon as he finished speaking, seeing Huang Xiaojuan hurriedly lowered her body and started to put on her shoes, Su Mo paused, and a softness rose from her stiff face.

Before that, he thought that the original owner might have an inexplicable relationship with this Huang Xiaojuan.

But now it seems that the relationship between the two may be a pure brother-sister relationship.

"Also, this relationship can just use her as a breakthrough, let me know what happened to the wasteland in the past eight years"

Putting on well-made leather flat shoes, with the help of Huang Xiaojuan, Soma walked slowly but firmly to the window.

one step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

The big bed is not far from the window.

Taking a deep breath, looking at the nearby window, Soma took the last step, standing and looking out.

this moment.

A world that had never been seen before, even unimaginable, began to appear in front of his eyes for the first time.

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