MTL - My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!-Chapter 324 They don't understand, they're going to die!

After using the future timeline to forcibly clarify the real purpose of this alien team by means of elimination...

Even as an enemy, Soma felt admiration from the bottom of his heart for the staff who planned this "seamless" plan.

This meticulous and detailed plan can be called an exhaustive plan, and it is absolutely impossible for it to come from an alien with an IQ of less than 100.

Its source, either from the spies of the human race, or from...

Human high level!

"I didn't expect that I hadn't notified everyone about the disaster yet, and these people with ghosts will stare at me."

"The wood show will be destroyed by the forest wind"

"It seems that I overestimated the bottom line of these people!"

Shaking his head, he glanced at the currently empty Grand Canyon, Soma's eyes were faint, and he directly called out from his heart, and was carried away from the world of Talisman Paper by the light.

After learning the real purpose of the alien race, it is meaningless to continue to waste time in the world of runes.

Since their purpose is the core of the sanctuary, if they want to destroy it, there is no need to rush it now.

They can wait until one day, two days, or even three or five days, and after Soma has completely gone, they will be dispatched in full force.

In this case, even if Soma left a batch of equipment for Hope Village, it would not be able to stop the 20,000 aliens who were like wolves like tigers.

At that time, all the villagers will die, the village will be destroyed, the underground shelter will be smashed into pieces, the core will become damaged, and the development potential will be completely lost.

And even if Soma already knew about this plan, those who came up with this plan don't need to panic.

Because there are only two paths left for Soma:

First, take away the core format of your own shelter, and all the advantages you have accumulated before will disappear, which is equivalent to starting all over again.

Second, stick to the depression, waiting for a lost alien to send the head and get the teleportation permission.

But it's a pity, because the second line is under the control of the five royal families, even if Soma waits here until the sea dies, no foreigners will pass by.

"Do you want to force me to format my own sanctuary with just a fleet of 20,000 aliens?"

Looking at the wasteland world that had reappeared in front of him, he put away the secret talisman paper, Soma strode out of the cockpit, and went up the stairs to the ceiling of the captain's room.

Here, is the place where the whole ship Hope has the highest radar.

Sitting here, you can not only see the quiet depression under the moonlight, but also the iron and stone mountain that is being constructed overnight in the distance.

Before the disaster, the peaceful wasteland was like the earth, full of vitality, and people could not afford any worries.

Facing the void, he took out a bottle of nether energy water, Soma slowly tasted it, and slowly conceived the context of the whole thing in his mind.

The person who made this plan took into account all the circumstances, even the fact that Soma may have an inner ghost in his hands and can see the news of the aliens is also included.

Even Soma believed that the 20,000 aliens used to restrain him...

It's not around the depression at all, and it hasn't assembled into a large team at all!

They are scattered into tribes, probably 500 kilometers away, or 1,000 kilometers away, or even 1,500 kilometers away.

Before the disaster came, these alien races who were afraid of death were intimidated by their glorious achievements in slaughtering gods. Even if they were coerced and lured by the five royal families, they would not even have the slightest idea of ​​daring to approach the depression.

Only when the disaster is about to come, will they receive the news one day or two days before the disaster and set off in the direction of the depression.

Finally, he lurked near the depression and patiently waited for the news of the assembly.

Such strict management and real-time communication with chat channels, even if one or two aliens betrayed, it would not hurt at all, and would not affect the overall situation.

Unless Soma can get the location information of all the alien races, and can grasp it at any time, the missiles will be fully covered in an instant.

Otherwise, the alien races in the state of running and fleeing will never be completely eliminated!

This is a perfect plan, so perfect that even Soma nodded frequently after deducing the whole logic in his mind.

"Thinking from the perspective, if I were to design and deal with myself, I wouldn't be able to do this."

"These people are really bothering!"

When he thought of a team with dozens or hundreds of people sitting at the table, discussing all night how to target himself, how to put himself to death, to improve this plan, Soma couldn't help but be amused.

"No wonder I open the chat channel in the aliens every day, and there are more and more remarks mocking my dying."

"In the human channel, those high-level people lurking at the bottom of the water also swallowed their anger, watching me have so much prestige, watching so many ordinary people worship me"

"It turns out that in the eyes of these people, in the hearts of those who know the inside story, I'm already a dead person who is about to be abolished!"

"No one will target a cripple, and no one will bear the anger that this **** may eventually erupt!"

"So in your hearts, I'm a clown?"

He stroked the sturdy steel plate beneath him, and looked at the flag of the ship's bow flashing with gold and red light.

Su Mo's eyes were faint, as if he had penetrated the space of the wasteland, and saw the regret and ridicule on the faces of these "hearted" people.

They regretted that the human **** Su was about to perish, and they ridiculed the human **** Su for being overly powerful.

At the same time, they were also afraid of Su Shen's final anger, afraid of being shot by a gun, and being stared at by Su Shen and perishing together.

They don't think they are the clowns who are afraid of revenge, they think they are the hope of mankind.

They believe that the sacrifice of most human beings is worthwhile, the darkness that must be experienced before dawn.

They want to let the "light" of Soma sink into the deep sea, and it will no longer be able to illuminate the sky.

But...

them...

I really don't know anything!

They didn't understand that as long as Soma kept his mouth shut, there would still be 20,000 aliens and intrigue. Four days later, the night would be when they died.

They didn't understand that as long as Soma exploded, the entire human race, the entire alien race, and the entire wasteland would have to reshuffle the cards and reopen Chaos.

They don't even know...

These have a mouthful of steamed buns to eat, and a mouthful of clean water to drink, even in their sleep, they smile as ordinary people.

These ordinary people who are willing to starve themselves to the bone in order to protect their children and shelter them from the wind and rain.

These ordinary people who work hard and work hard for 15 hours a day in the 35-degree heat and rebuild their homes.

These ordinary people who are lying on the chat channel every day, like dogs, begging others to impart a little knowledge of shipbuilding.

These you, these me, these them.

What exactly do you want?

They only care about interests, they only care about results, they only care about themselves, they only care about what they say...

The future of mankind!

"Darkness has come, the dawn is far from here, and I don't have the ability to help everyone reach the dawn"

"But these greedy and ignorant monsters hide in the dark"

"These vultures who want to wait for me to become weak and tear my flesh and blood off their stomachs, this time, none of them can escape!"

Standing on the captain's cabin, the cold wind was blowing from the wasteland, but the blood of Soma couldn't help stirring up.

In life, people do not seek to be upright, not to save all sentient beings, but to be worthy of their hearts, but to have open minds.

This wave will not kill people's heads, kill foreign races and stain the sea with blood, and kill these miscellaneous fish below the water's surface...

Suma is upset, Suma doesn't want to, Suma doesn't want to!

"Dad, Mom, you must be by my side and support my decision!"

Looking at the stars in the sky, I thought that after Dad Su was full at the dinner table, he would often say something with his stomach stretched out. If there was a battle, he would be called back.

When I thought that Su Ma would laugh and scold you every time, old man, you are in your 50s, you are such a big burden, and what kind of battle are you going to fight, Su Pa would say:

I can't go, my son can't go, my son can't go, my grandson is still in high spirits.

Soma couldn't help showing a smile.

"People, in this lifetime, will make countless decisions"

"But I believe that this decision, even in the future, I will not regret it at all!"

Climbing up the stairs to the main deck, closing all the hatches on the Hope, and when he stepped back on the ground with his feet, Soma's mentality had completely calmed down.

No anxiety, no anger, no panic.

On the way back to the underground refuge, before he even got there, a general plan had already surfaced in Soma's mind.

After pulling the winch, opening the door, going down to the shelter, and instructing the four little ones not to disturb anyone, he felt his brain becoming more and more active.

Soma sat at the table, turned off the game prompts, took out a pen and paper, and began to write the first title.

1. The location of 20,000 aliens

It is now eleven o'clock in the evening on February 17 of the last calendar, and the time for the arrival of the marine disaster is the early morning of February 22 of the last calendar.

The remaining time, four days.

The aliens who have received the task of attacking the depression should still be in the state of small tribes, and they have not been assembled together, which ensures that the presence of traitors will not affect the overall situation to the greatest extent.

But this cautious approach is not without loopholes.

In order to avoid risks, there is a high probability that the alien race will start a small gathering in the remaining two days, and the scattered alien race will start to gather slowly and move towards the depression, in order to maximize the combat power and impact in the event of a disaster. .

After the disaster is over, they will slowly disperse again until the next order to gather.

Therefore, the best time to investigate is the period from two days to before the disaster strikes.

As long as you carefully search for aliens in one direction during this time, you can always find some clues!

And the way of exploration is not difficult~www.novelbuddy.com~ With only a small means, you can easily get the real coordinate information of almost all alien races.

"I need two stable shortwave radios that can send and receive signals from thousands of kilometers away!"

"I need an upgraded senior computer, one that can detect the location of aliens within at least 300 kilometers!"

"I need a set of passwords, a set of information transmission passwords that can be unique to me"

Looking at the plans and needs that were already on the paper, and under the lights, after finding that there were radio stations in stock on the trading market, Soma stretched and stood up in relief.

No one can deal with a time assassin, and no one can fight against their future self.

In the ever-changing future world, Soma can get everything he wants.

There is still one and a half grids of energy in Stealing Heaven's Secret.

This one and a half hour is not enough for Soma to enter the rune paper again, survive the disaster, and sail to the Grand Canyon.

But it only takes two minutes to debug the radio and receive a short message.

90 minutes means that Soma can enter more than 30 times, and it means that there are alien races in 30 directions with the depression as the center...

Bad luck!

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