MTL - My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!-Chapter 338 Analysis, conjecture of 3 points

Relying on the dim light of the lamp, he sat in front of the workbench, and under the four proposed titles, Soma hurriedly wrote.

The human attack plan did not involve hundreds of countries on the earth as imagined, and it was not only the five rogues who were qualified.

The only person who is truly qualified to know the content of the plan is strength.

You said that you have a lot of armies on earth, and you have a lot of weapons in your warehouse. Even the fifth-generation aircraft has placed an import order and will arrive soon. When a war is fought, the people's combat effectiveness is extremely strong.

Okay, whether you're real or bragging, we can all understand.

But there is a premise that...

Your strength in the wasteland must be up to standard!

If your refuge in the wasteland is under the threshold set by the plan, then I'm sorry, we can't invite you to join this plan for the time being, and we can't tell you the plan content.

If you still want to join this program, please choose the "big guy" nearest you to join.

This is the default rule of the game that all the high-level human beings in the wasteland have come up with. Even Huaxia did not refute this time, and voted in favor.

Of course, there are such rules of the game for a very simple reason:

Wasteland human form is too bad!

There are a total of 197 sovereign states, large and small, on the earth, and they are divided into 4 races: black, white, brown and yellow.

In the case that the game is launched randomly, it is impossible that all the people around you are people from your country, and it is impossible that they are all people of skin color and language.

So in the case that the game provides language translation, in order for everyone to unite with the people around them, no matter which country or race they are around, refugees.

For everyone to live!

This time, all the officials, led by the five hooligans, and all those who have the right to speak, are doing one thing, something that no one may have guessed:

Efforts to speed up the dilution of the concept of "country"! In its place is the rise of the name "Refuge"!

It sounds a bit incredible, but after thinking about it, you can find that this is the inevitable development of the wasteland, and it is also the most correct choice made by human beings under natural disasters.

Of course, if this catastrophe can be stopped, or given everyone a chance to relaunch, then the country may be back in a year or two.

But in the current form, in a year or two at most, even "Huaxia" will become a thing of the past.

Walking on the wasteland, the labels on the survivors will be their own shelter first.

As for the country, it can only be postponed. It is like going abroad. If you see people of the same skin color, you will get closer, but if you really want to contact, you will bring full precautions.

"At present, the human attack plan, the Refuge wants to know the details of the plan to participate in it, and there are four conditions for the evaluation qualification."

"First, the population of the shelter to which the participant belongs needs to be more than 500 people, and it must have a defensive force of no less than 100 people."

"Second, in the external battle of the refuge, you need to have one victory in a large-scale battle with 500 or more kills or two victory in a large-scale battle with more than 200 kills."

"Thirdly, the ships at sea where the shelter is located need to pass the evaluation. The evaluation criteria: more than 1,000 people, modern artillery > 3, modern thermal weapons > 50, ammunition reserve > a thousand-person battle."

"Fourth, there needs to be an official endorsement"

This condition is very harsh!

From population, to supplies, to naval combat power, to the final credit guarantee.

The rigorous four-point review can almost filter out 99.99% of the shelters, and the remaining 0.01%, in the form of wasteland, can be no more than 50 at most!

In other words, this is a "carnival" that only the elite of the human elite can participate in.

And this plan truly reflects the wisdom of human beings. If he didn't know the purpose of the game and the real secrets in this wasteland, even Soma could only give his thumbs up.

The plan is very simple. It is a naked conspiracy. Even if the aliens know all the contents, it will not affect its performance.

After carefully filling in the blanks below the four headings, and reading it silently several times, after finding that there were no problems, Soma did not choose a person to analyze the plan and what was the meaning of it.

Instead, he directly opened the game panel and sent a private message invitation to Zhong Qingshu.

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Wait a while.

As the underground shelter since it was built, the third outsider to enter it. When Soma opened the iron door, Zhong Qingshu was really just like the curious baby. Look here, look there.

However, this curiosity turned into a slight surprise after passing through the corridor on the second floor and descending to the living room on the third floor.

"What's the matter, are you curious?" Zhong Qingshu's body still smelled strongly of alcohol. After thinking about it, Soma didn't take the drink, but plugged in the hot water bottle. He filled a pot of hot water and handed it over. .

"thanks"

Taking the cup filled with hot water and holding it in her hand, Zhong Qingshu seemed a little shy, and continued with a blushing face:

"Why am I curious? I'm shocked! Who would have thought that our strongest man in the wasteland, God Su, still lives in such a shabby house now?"

"You don't know those people on the World Channel, you have to guess how luxurious your "palace" is!"

Sumo knew that Zhong Qingshu didn't mean to be sarcastic or lie.

If the third floor of the underground shelter was placed a month ago, it would have been a super shelter with green eyes that everyone envied.

But looking at it today, a month later, the walls are completely unpainted, the ground is still smeared with the wind to clean it every day, there is only a gym living room decorated with a big clock, and the sofa is dripping from eating in a hurry. A few greasy stains.

These things are still the refuges that ordinary refugees long for, but compared with the real large-scale refuges, there is a gap.

If there is another indoor live broadcast, even if Somo is still hot pot this time, it will not arouse the envy, jealousy and hatred of most people like the last time.

But despite matching rooms according to prestige, the underground shelter is a bit "outdated".

But he still couldn't change Soma's heart, the kind of intimacy that looked at the underground refuge from scratch.

Smiling slightly, Soma slowly shook his head:

"Don't make fun of me. You can't see how busy I am this month. When we go to the New World, I will definitely make this room the most luxurious, luxurious and awesome room in the world."

"The underground refuge will also be made into a holy place that everyone in the wasteland envies. At that time, I will make everyone enter the underground refuge as their lifelong goal. Even just taking a look at the underground refuge is a great honor."

"But right now, we haven't reached this moment of stable development, come to live again!"

After hearing Soma's rhetoric, Zhong Qingshu's eyes lit up, and she seemed to have thought from Soma's words how powerful and developed the underground refuge would be in the future.

But after Soma took out the book that recorded the human attack plan, her eyes returned to her usual "wit", and the smile on her face disappeared.

"This is?"

"The above record is the attack plan formulated by the high-level human beings during the naval war I told you before."

At present, even if Soma didn't say it in advance about the attack plan of the high-level human beings, Zhong Qingshu also learned a lot by chasing the wind and shadow on the World Channel during this time.

All of the people participating in this plan are large-scale super shelters among human beings.

Even the Dragon Banner, the Red Moon, the Sword of Dawn, and the Polar Bear, four top-level sanctuaries with a population of more than 5,000, were also among the participants.

But what the plan is, of course no one has announced on the World Channel.

Ordinary people can only guess that this is a super plan that only elites can participate in. Just like on Earth, it is extremely remote for ordinary people.

At this time, I suddenly learned that this ordinary book in Soma's hand actually recorded such important information.

Zhong Qingshu was immediately taken aback.

Immediately, her face suddenly became serious, she stood up, and took the notebook directly from Soma's hand.

Seeing that Zhong Qingshu was seriously reviewing the information, Su Mo was not in a hurry. He walked to the table pocket on the side of the workbench, took out a handful of green tea, and threw it into his hot water cup.

The hot water activates the aroma of green tea at once.

With a touch of bitterness and the fragrance of tea leaves, sitting on another chair in the living room, Soma waited quietly.

Different people will have different behaviors when analyzing problems. Soma's performance is that he can involuntarily tap the tabletop, and he can only sink his mind when he listens to the sound of dong dong.

Zhong Qingshu, on the other hand, can use her fingers to exert force, grasping things, and her knuckles turning white. In this state, she can concentrate on thinking about problems.

After a long while, seeing that it was almost ten o'clock, Zhong Qingshu frowned tightly, raised her head and pondered: "Su Mo, is this the simplified version you summed up? I can read the original description, I need it. more information!"

Su Mo nodded: "Okay, as long as you don't spread this thing out, I'll forward it directly to your panel in the game."

This time, Zhong Qingshu watched it very quickly, only for five minutes, and stopped after she took the existing information and looked at it twice.

"The entire wasteland ocean will be divided into 12 war zones, driven by ship transfers and large shelters, allowing all humans to step into suitable war zones to separate the battles"

"Then in the winning war zone, go to help the stalemate war zone, achieve a regional division victory, and finally gather human forces to counterattack the sea aliens and land aliens."

"But the plan didn't make it clear why the most important theaters 1, 5, and 12 were confident that they could win..."

Seeing that Zhong Qingshu expressed the same doubts as herself, she picked up the water cup, and Soma took a sip of the hot tea.

"This is the reason why this plan dares to spread, because there is no solution to win, so even if it looks stupid, aliens have to take it."

"After all, if the war zones 1, 5, and 12 fail, 80% of the human beings on the ocean are equivalent to throwing themselves into the net. They walk into the encirclement of aliens and can only be killed as pigs!"

"This plan of mankind is to bet against aliens. We bet that we can beat them, and they bet that we can't win."

Zhong Qingshu: "It's too risky, Maozi's polar bear sanctuary is located in War Zone 5, which is basically the center of the entire war zone. If they set up this crazy battle plan, then the aliens will definitely know that as long as they can fight. If the entire war zone in the center is dropped, it will be difficult for both 1 and 12 to respond to the adjacent zone in time. At that time, even if humans can win, it will be a tragic victory. Moreover, as long as this battle is started, at least 40% of the human sacrifices will be guaranteed. , even if they don't know they will sacrifice now!"

Su Mo nodded: "Yes, so the point to be analyzed now is actually very clear."

Soma himself is still good at motivation and teleology.

In terms of motivation, because after going to the New World, there will still be a battle with the alien race, so sooner or later, it is better to choose a comfortable time and plan to fight.

In terms of purpose, the ultimate harvest of this plan for mankind may be to get a huge treasure chest and open more things to quickly promote their own technology tree back to the era of civilization, so as to turn around.

Zhong Qingshu is good at stance and consequentialism.

Although the way the two think about problems overlap to a certain extent, they can also produce a lot of complementary effects.

"Let's first assume that the three theaters in the plan can win, and they can also help other theaters continue to win the battle as planned. Who has the least risk in this battle?"

"No. 12, no, it's from the 12th war zone. They are located in the shallow sea, and it is easiest to migrate to the New World. Taking a step back is a vast sea and sky."

Zhong Qingshu: "Then who is at the greatest risk?"

"No. 1, if the battle is lost, War Zone No. 1 is the most difficult to evacuate, unless they don't want to go to the New World..."

Zhong Qingshu nodded: "Then you can substitute, if you are from War Zone 1, under any circumstances, would you be willing to be the strategic point with the greatest risk and fight this battle."

what's the situation?

Zhong Qingshu's question was a bit deafening, and it made Su Mo Dengshi sit on the stool and think about it.

Putting it another way, staying at No. 1 is definitely the riskiest. Even if humans have the confidence to win, people at No. 1 still have to worry about No. 5 and No. 12 running away.

There are only three possibilities to make this decision:

1. Point No. 1 is the bait. The human firepower is not here at all, or it is the firepower used to seduce the entire alien team, so that other large troops can wait for the opportunity to escape.

2. The person at No. 1 has a way to ensure that other people slip away, and he has a way to escape, so he doesn't panic at all.

3. Point 1 is actually the safest place, or for some reason aliens will not choose to attack here, so there is no problem even if it is abandoned.

"Wait... in that case..."

After making three possibilities, he thought of the wasteland terrain he saw in a moment when he used the painting scrolls of mountains and seas in the relics of time, and a bold possibility rose from the bottom of Soma's heart.

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1:04 midnight.

Seeing Zhong Qingshu's figure gradually disappearing in the night~www.novelbuddy.com~ With all kinds of thoughts, Soma returned to the shelter.

The harvest tonight is huge.

When it's big enough, you only need to go out to sea and get the real answer after a little verification.

Of course, being able to conclude these points is not because the two are smart and close to each other. After all, if nothing else, the person who made this plan will definitely be able to beat the two from the perspective of IQ and strategy.

But relying on his true understanding of the game and his cognition of the secrets of the wasteland, Somo still took a "dimension reduction attack" when there was no way to win a fair competition.

After going backwards through all the known information, this rogue way is time-tested.

"The route of the Tundra Refuge, and the final entry into the theater should be in theater 4, and I am going straight here, and the point of entry should be theater 10."

"According to the horizontal and vertical ratio of 34 in the war zone, it is exactly a diagonal line, but if I don't want to go directly through the No. 5 war zone, I have to take a detour, but this is not a big problem."

After replying to some information from Shen Ke Huihe, she saw that she completed another item on the full schedule, and there were some unexpected gains.

Satisfied, Soma returned to the cot and fell asleep.

And the time has also reached the penultimate day of the disaster!

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