My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

In a daze, Delang felt he saw his long-dead father.

He saw the year 262 after the war, when he was about ten years old.

Every time my father went out hunting and exchanged supplies with powerful gathering places around him, he would always bring him with him all kinds of interesting things that happened around him.

That's when he learns things the fastest.

Whether it's survival, fighting, or hunting.

If it hadn't been for the terrifying wave of mutant beasts that affected the entire new world, their father might have taken them further afield, all the way to the legendary safe zone to take root and live a life that every wanderer would envy.

but

Suddenly, a ferocious black wolf pounced up and tore the blurry father's back into pieces.

Shocked by fright, the wild wolf opened his eyes in panic.

A dazzling light came from in front of his eyes, which made him quickly narrow his eyes to observe.

There were eight people, two at the front.

The one on the left looks very young. There are no scars or scratches left from the battle on his skin. He should not be a good fighter.

The older middle-aged man on the right is also very strange. His eyes are moving up and down irregularly, and it is basically certain that they are prosthetic eyes installed.

"Ahem, you should be able to understand the language I speak, right?"

The middle-aged man's throat moved and he spoke another language with a completely different pronunciation from Chinese.

Delang was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said subconsciously: "You are talking about old people's couplet, I can understand it."

Just after saying that, he immediately regretted it.

The fragmented memories in my mind also began to recover.

He and Huter, two people wearing bionic hang gliders, came to investigate the other party's details, but before they could fully sneak into the other party's gathering place, they fainted when they touched the railing.

Now that I think about it, is that the high-voltage electricity that my father once said?

My brother's guess is probably correct. This ancient human connection technology that wastes energy is probably only used by those old popsicles who have just woken up from the underground.

"Where is my man? Where did you take him?"

"Who are you?" Lu Kuan sniffed and said with some embarrassment: "Maybe there is something wrong with the debugging voltage. If you are the indirect transmitter, the impact will be smaller. He will be unlucky. If you don't tell him if he encounters it, then The strange black wings are still conducting electricity continuously, causing more serious secondary conduction."

Glancing at the soft humanoid creature in the corner, he said uncertainly: "I guess it will take some time to recover, right?"

The Wild Wolf also followed his line of sight and saw Hutter in the corner. He looked at it suspiciously, and after making sure that his companion had not been violently forced to confess, he turned his head and nodded.

Now that they have been caught and have fallen into the hands of the "enemy", fearless resistance is meaningless, and if these people are really old popsicles who have risen from the ground, it may not be a bad thing.

Without being poisoned by the cold laws of the new world, they often still hold the concept of peaceful coexistence in their hearts. It is not until they are completely hurt several times that they turn to extremes.

If you're lucky, you might be among the first people these people come into contact with, and you might be able to get something good.

“How many years in the People’s League era is it now?”

"How many years?" Looking at the look of expectation on the face of the middle-aged man in front of him, the Wild Wolf became even more convinced of his judgment.

To deal with this kind of old popsicle, you must tell the truth. What this kind of people hate most is deception.

He cleared his throat, glanced at everyone around him and said loudly: "The People's League era is divided into the old People's League and the new People's League. If you are asking about counting from the old People's League era, it is now 512 years!"

"512 years!"

Lu Kuanru was struck by lightning and almost sat on the ground, as if he couldn't imagine that five hundred years had passed since his time.

Keenly aware of the change, Wild Wolf quickly continued:

"At the end of the 240th year of the old Alliance of People era, an unprecedented war spread to the entire planet, and even our extraterrestrial colonial stations could not avoid it. To this day, we still don't know what the cause of this war was, but The only thing that is certain is that the New People's Alliance era is the post-war era, and even though it has developed for 272 years, humans still have not returned to the surface and become the hegemon again."

"Everything was destroyed. Our civilization died in the ashes of the explosion. Our technology suffered serious faults. Our environment was completely destroyed by radiation. Even our survival is full of fatal dangers. Those who are in the disaster The surviving creatures have all turned into terrifying monsters, invulnerable to bullets, and even small-caliber bullets cannot penetrate the outermost layer of armor!"

When he said these words, Delang kept peeking at the changes in the expressions of the people around him.

What surprised him was that except for the young man at the front who had a thoughtful expression.

The other six people were indifferent, and two of them were even talking happily, as if they were not shocked at all by these changes.

Aren't these people in the same group?

Are these two the only old popsicles in the underground?

Delang was still deep in thought when suddenly a slightly lame human couplet sounded in his ears.

this sound

Is it the man wearing the black power armor during the day?

He quickly raised his head, only to find that the person speaking was the young man who seemed to have no combat experience.

"Who are you? Where are you from? What's your name?"

The man spoke, and everyone around him closed their mouths.

It is enough to show that among the identities of these people, his status should be as high as his brother Huang Xiong.

Is he the leader of this gathering place?

While thinking, Desolate Wolf quickly and respectfully replied: "Sir, we are from Qinggang City, Qingang City in the post-war world. It was my tribe, the Desolate Bone Tribe, that rashly fought against you during the day. We are operating far away from On the outskirts of the port, Wild Bear is my brother and the leader of the tribe. I am his younger brother, Wild Wolf.

After a long and hurried reply, Somo gently twitched the corner of his mouth.

It is difficult to learn a completely unfamiliar language in just half a day.

Even if your brain power has reached the upper limit of 10 and you have a special talent, you still have to use your brain to constantly compare it with the pronunciation table given by Lu Kuan during the day.

But fortunately, RenlianYu is designed to connect every part of the world, and the pronunciation has been simplified as much as possible. Once you are familiar with the original design intention, it is not difficult to get started.

"This is my territory. If you want to continue to survive, you must either choose to submit to me or leave under our supervision."

After understanding the situation, Sumo expressed his intention.

"The place you are in now is no longer Qinggang City, nor is it on the Blue Star of the Butterfly Universe. This is the wasteland, the world that the pre-war Human League entered through the singularity of time and space. You can understand that because of a certain Due to some reasons, I also traveled from the original world."

These words were said stumblingly, and occasionally I had to repeat the wrong pronunciation of words to correct them.

After listening hard, Delang's demeanor changed slightly, but he was not as panicked as expected.

"Sir, if this is the wasteland you are talking about, then I'm afraid I have to tell you some bad news first. When we were flying in the air just now, we vaguely saw what was happening around this land through the fog."

"The Qinggang City that we are familiar with and fear is just to the east. Except that there is no damn green radiation sea, everything may have traveled with us."

Are those large building ruins detected before Qinggang City?

The expression on Sumo's face was indifferent, but his mind was thinking rapidly.

If it is true as what the wild wolf said, and there are city clusters traveling through the Blue Star of the Butterfly Universe and projecting here, I am afraid that the environment of the wasteland will undergo unimaginable changes next.

The aborigines of a city are still in the post-war world.

If it was the mutated monster that the wild wolf mentioned, no, since the armored dog seen during the day had followed, it was not impossible that the mutated creature would come as an aborigine.

Even if there are many resources that can be found and utilized in a city, compared with this risk

Sumo raised his head and looked at the respectful man in front of him.

"We will take time to find out the information you gave us. Before that, I'm afraid we need you to stay here."

"Out of respect for your honesty, you can choose to bring some information to your brother. You can have my soldiers deliver it on your behalf, or you can wait until your companion wakes up and let him go back and bring our kindness."

The wild wolf nodded and agreed simply.

No matter this is the damn post-war world or the rumored hope for mankind.

It doesn't matter whether these people are old popsicles who have awakened from the underground, or whether they are the fire seeds left by humans in the other world.

Now that it has developed to this point, what difference does it make?

The word "wasteland" is always firmly imprinted on his forehead like a mark, and the damn Qinggang City appears next to it like a tarsal maggot.

Coupled with such a warm environment, it may not take long for those monsters that have just hibernated to wake up.

By then, a disaster will inevitably happen.

If you can join this decent-looking gathering place, you might have a chance to survive.

"Sir, I, Wild Wolf, am willing to accept your arrangement."

"Please don't hurt my people. They are not damn predators, nor are they a group of beast-like hunting gangs. They are just a group of poor people, living in smelly ditches and sewers, lingering and waiting for the end of their lives."

"Of course, our goodwill depends on the amount of information you give us. If you are willing to be more sincere, maybe we can"

Somo clapped his hands and opened the door to the room.

A piece of steaming broth and two multigrain flatbreads came in.

Visible to the naked eye, the wild wolf swallowed hard, and his dull eyes lit up, showing an expression of great desire.

God, he had almost forgotten the last time he had such refined food.

Was it when father was still alive?

Or when the Barren Bone Tribe was established?

The memory has been diluted by this alluring smell, and Delang suppressed the excitement in his heart.

"My lord, I can tell you everything I know and tell it to your tribe."

"I will do my best to cooperate!"

The "honesty" of Deer Wolf has brought great help to a certain extent.

At least in terms of intelligence, it allowed the village to enter the so-called "Qinggang City" without blind eyes and cause unnecessary casualties.

Somo walked out of the room. The two villagers who had captured the prisoners were still looking inside eagerly. Their faces showed no sign of exhaustion from staying up until five o'clock in the morning.

"You did a good job and successfully helped the village obtain important information."

Youyou Fire King was stunned, his heart was instantly filled with ecstasy, and he quickly replied.

"Su, lord, we are just lucky. We happened to meet these two idiots with ulterior motives."

The precise Dakun next to him did not dare to be greedy for credit. He also said "truthfully": "From the time we selected reserve soldiers, we have been ready to contribute to the village and share the worries of the lord. We have never been afraid."

"Stop." Sumo gave this guy a strange look.

There was surveillance at the entrance of the village, and he had already seen the whole process of what happened.

The two wild wolves fell from the sky. The glider made of special materials happened to hit the high-voltage railing and conduct electricity. The two of them fell to the ground gloriously and died without doing anything.

But the stupid kid's current behavior is really not flattering. To a certain extent, Sumo can feel that he really thinks so.

"Currently, the village's more detailed talent level and contribution assessment has not yet been launched, so you can choose."

"One, 10 Tianyuan copper coins."

"Two, in addition to copper coins, other equivalent or desired rewards."

Ten copper coins have a lot of purchasing power and can be exchanged according to materials.

The heads they picked up through good luck were enough to exchange for more than thirty meals each.

"Lord, I don't want iron coins. Can I apply for a loan? I want to open a weapons shop in the village."

The King of Firepower Youyou already had a plan in his mind, and he quickly said excitedly:

"You know, since such bad guys have appeared around the village, both the traveling scavengers and the villagers need certain self-defense tools. In addition to guns, we must have cheaper weapons."

"I am the coach of the Crossbow Club, and I am very familiar with this extremely convenient weapon. My father is also a skilled carpenter. When there was no wood in the territory before, his skills were useless. Now Gray Mist Having brought a lot of high-quality wood, we can ensure that we can produce suitable crossbow rapid-fire weapons as quickly as possible."

Damn it

Is there such a father-son stall in the village?

Sumo was a little shocked. During the day, he was still studying how to make suitable weapons for self-defense by scavengers. Now that he was dozing off, someone actually sent him a pillow?

And he was no stranger to crossbows.

When he traveled to the wasteland, he appeared in everyone's sight for the first time, and it was also the first time he defended himself head-on. He was holding a crossbow.

Later, to deal with the kobolds, the crossbow was upgraded to an electric drive.

If this thing could really achieve a certain scale of production capacity, it would be great at a time when guns cannot yet be mass-produced.

"Okay, I'll let Chen Shen make arrangements for you. You can make a sample first and let me see it. If it's good, I will approve your loan application."

Youyou Fire King nodded happily.

"Thank you Lord for trusting me. I will definitely send the sample as quickly as possible."

After finishing his words, Sumo nodded and looked at Yang Kun next to him.

His nickname was weird, and every time he called him Sumo, he felt like someone was thinking about him.

"And you?"

"Lord, can I apply for a pistol for self-defense? I want to follow the scavengers in the village to take a look outside the territory." Qidian Dakun said hopefully.

"No problem. When the logistics office opens, you can receive your own gun and the initial thirty rounds of ammunition."

It's just a pistol. As long as it can be taken out to fight instead of hiding to defend yourself or deal with your own people, Sumo strongly supports this behavior.

Moreover, as long as the gun is used with care, there is no need to worry about wear and tear in a short period of time.

What the village now lacks even more is the development of basic industry, which produces bullets that consume huge amounts of money.

"It seems that maybe I should take the initiative to explore and find talents with ideas in this regard."

After taking a look at the joyful Youyou Fire King, Sumo had an idea in his mind.