MTL - My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!-Chapter 551 Crafty Rabbit 3 Caves, the necessity of researching the antidote!

During the day, Oreo would follow Su Chan to herd yak and sheep, and would not come back until about four in the afternoon.

Moore joined the infrastructure team, relying on his strength to earn private money for himself, in order to be able to add meals at night.

Even the big and small sparks are not idle. Every morning after a good rest, they will stroll to the vegetable field opened up by the village to work on duty, and will not come back until evening.

Therefore, after inspecting the current situation in the territory and returning to the shelter, Soma got a rare free time.

After returning to the third floor, he took out some damp bedding and put it on the front of the terrestrial tiger to dry it. By the way, he took care of the two fish in the trunk and put them in the pot to simmer. After that, Soma lay down comfortably on the sofa and began to take a nap.

The sun is shining, and the fireworks are lingering.

On the first sunny day after the heavy snowfall, the villagers were in full swing, sweating and cleaning up the snow around the village, and continuing to build the planned infrastructure.

A shriek came to the third floor through the open door of the shelter, not only failed to disturb the sleeping Soma, but made him change his position comfortably to sleep more deeply.

He slept for more than two hours until the set alarm clock sounded, and he opened his eyes leisurely.

Climbing up, he came to the pot with a small fire, and as soon as Soma lifted the lid, a strong smell instantly wafted out, spreading throughout the three floors.

The freshness of the fish, the numbness of the prickly ash, and the spiciness of the red peppers, combined with the right spoonful of red oil, are the standard Sichuan-style practices.

After two hours of slow simmering, every trace of aniseed flavor was absorbed into the fish meat cut into small pieces, making the surface of the fish meat glow with an attractive blush.

Coupled with the ample amount of exercise of carp in the freshwater lake, its meat is extremely muscular.

In winter, with such a pot of fish, even a cold heart can be instantly melted into soft water.

He picked up the small spoon next to him, took a small sip, and then ate a piece of fish.

Feeling a strong taste bursting on the taste buds, Soma nodded in satisfaction, and waved the pot directly into the storage space.

Since he took in the old batch of villagers and set up the kitchen, he has not cooked for a long time.

It wasn't that he was lazy, but that he was so busy every day after becoming a lord that he had no leisure to stay in the kitchen and continue to tinker.

And the current pot of fish is not because Soma is greedy and wants to eat meat.

Not to mention to reward the villagers and management in the depression who are working hard.

His destination is a group of "unknown people" in the depression!

Summoning the wind of the lion man, taking away the smell in the third floor, and after confirming that the fire in the stove was out, Soma strode out of the shelter.

He moved the quilt covered by the slot machine to the stool and sofa on the first floor of the garage and continued to bask in the sun.

Turning the key to start the fire, the tiger drove out leisurely in the opposite direction of the village.

The snowy road is not easy to walk, especially after the obstacles are covered by the snow, driving forward will be full of various risks.

But fortunately, Soma had already walked this road many times, and he could vaguely hear the scenery when there was no snow on the road when he closed his eyes.

He brought out one hand of Jay Chou and put it all the way to the north, put his hand outside the car window, and a deep car mark began to extend from south to north on the shallow snow.

Driving all the way, in the first 20 to 30 kilometers, there are not many villagers working outside the depression to find resources to mine.

Whenever they saw the ground tiger driving over, they raised their hands excitedly and cheered loudly.

In the same way, Soma would whistle to signal the excitement of these people.

But after 50 kilometers away, the silhouette of people gradually decreased, and even the traces of being stepped on by humans suddenly disappeared by half.

Just like the ancient villages that looked like small societies.

According to the individual's physical strength, in the absence of sufficient force to protect themselves, the furthest distance each villager in the depression can set foot on is only four hours multiplied by the strength of his feet.

A person who walks fast can walk about 10 kilometers in an hour, 40 kilometers in four hours, and 80 kilometers to and from work every day.

For those who walk slowly, only five or six kilometers in an hour, and only about fifty kilometers in a day.

Without modern transportation tools and productivity tools, it is no longer difficult for human beings to involve their footprints thousands of kilometers, or even hundreds of miles away.

Wandering until it was less than five kilometers away from the northern border of the depression, and 124 kilometers away from the village, Soma stopped the car and began to continue to identify the direction.

This time, he quickly found his way forward, turned the car around and headed west.

Only sixteen kilometers away, when Soma stopped the car again, a small hill that looked ordinary appeared in front of him.

Unlike the large infrastructure in the village, which is in full swing and has quite a sight, everything here still retains the original scene before.

In addition to the fact that the overall potential of the depression has increased and the environment has become more favorable, it is difficult to find any difference between this place and other places when someone else comes here.

After turning off the engine and getting off, and following the route in memory, Soma successfully came to the front of the hill.

The snow cover buried all the landmarks that could identify the direction. After sweeping around and not finding any traces on the ground, Soma leaned down slightly surprised and started to clear the snow.

In a moment, a small pile of snow was cleared away.

After pulling open a piece of turf floating on the ground again, a disobedient wooden door appeared on the ground.

dong... dong dong... dong... dong dong!

Along with Soma's very rhythmic percussion, a muffled sound with a slight echo came from below.

Obviously, the bottom of the plank is not a solid ground, but an underground space with a volume of at least one hundred cubic meters.

The first time I knocked, no one opened the door, it seemed like there was no one below.

The second knock, still the same.

But after the third Soma percussion and the previous frequency was reversed, the sound from the bottom of the wooden board was no longer an empty echo, but a slightly dull footstep.

Squeak.

The wooden door was pushed up from the bottom up, revealing a furry bear head. It was the long-disappeared... bear man Lili!

"Hey, Director, why did you come here!"

With a full of foolish smile, the bear man scratched his head Lilily, and by the way gave way to the downward passage.

Different from conventional shelters, the passage behind the planks is not a wide living space, but a stairway that slopes down and cannot be seen at a glance.

Moreover, the air coming from the stairs is not as stuffy as imagined, on the contrary, it is not much different from the outside world.

"Hey, have you made vents elsewhere?"

After walking down the stairs and taking two puffs, Soma asked in surprise.

Lili nodded: "Yes, when the eldest sister came back last time, she helped to open up another air vent. On the side of the mountain bag, she also blessed her, and she could change the wind regularly every day!"

"Connie isn't there now?"

"Yes, the eldest sister came back three days ago, and then explained that the next time she comes back, at least she has to wait until the blizzard is over!"

With Lili's skillful sticking his head out to observe the outside, and then putting down the plank, the two went down the stairs while chatting about the current situation.

Like the design of the Z-shaped passage in the underground shelter, the underground base here also uses this.

However, the degree of repeated folding here is much higher than that of the shelter. There are about 300 steps down the stairs, and many of them have large iron gates that can be lowered.

In terms of safety factor, even if the perimeter of the underground space is still surrounded by wood, it is comparable to the underground shelter!

"Did Connie say how things are going on his side?"

Lili: "I have mentioned it a few times, because our current team's combat effectiveness is not high, and the supplies we carry are limited, plus you said that the director builds high walls, accumulates grain, and delays becoming king, so she chose the general territory. It was arranged next to several small alien tribes, and did not collide with those medium-sized tribes to grab benefits"

"Furthermore, the eldest sister's current strength is no worse than that of some large-scale alien leaders, so the lords of these small territories have some knowledge in their hearts, and they didn't dare to provoke us, but now they are considered harmonious."

"Before the number, we brought a total of 26 people. Now it has grown for more than a week. By absorbing and screening some wandering aliens, it has expanded to 84 people."

"On the house..."

It seems that he knew that Soma would be curious to inquire about the development situation. When Connie came back last time, he explained it very carefully, even detailing the specific storage situation of each item.

And although Lili didn't remember it completely, he used a stupid method to write down all the data, and now he reports it, he's very knowledgeable.

"Eighty people so quickly? Fifteen wooden houses were built from scratch? That's not slow at all!"

After walking through the last steps, as another door was opened by the people inside, after the two entered, the real underground space finally appeared in front of them.

From left to right, the usable area of ​​the entire space is about 300 square meters.

Half of them belong to the alien activity space living in it, and the other half is used to store supplies.

At this time, seeing Soma coming in, the six aliens standing on the first floor turned their heads and walked up respectfully.

"Thanks for your hard work"

"It's not hard, it's not hard, we can meditate and improve our strength every day when we are full. It's very comfortable!"

After being patted on the shoulder by Somo, the fox man who opened the door shivered again and again, and then unabashedly told the truth that made Lily Bear blush.

Assigned to this mission point, at first they heard that they would stay underground and lead a dark life every day. At first, everyone was a little rebellious.

But within two days, after feeling the benefits of this job, they honorably "betrayed"!

There is no threat to life, there is no need to worry about running out of supplies, and they can even spend a lot of time doing their own things. This is a bright future that they never dared to imagine in their clan.

Now, seeing Soma's caring eyes, they are thick-skinned and dare not lick their faces to accept this compliment.

"Let's go, go down and see the situation!"

With a smile, he didn't continue to make fun of a group of pure aliens. With Lili, the two continued down a staircase in the corner.

Soon, a large iron gate was opened again from the inside.

This time, the thing guarded by the mission point finally revealed the true face of Mount Lu!

Twelve terrifying heads of alien races were fixed on something like the base of an electric light, and were wrapped with iron chains as thick as a baby's forearm.

Dozens of hoses passed under the skull, forming nutrient transport routes, replacing their disappearing bodies.

Seeing Soma coming in, his head was stunned for a moment, and then he began to move his face, with a look of wanting to rush up and bite, which made people shudder.

"Everything has changed?"

"Yes, the last person didn't hold back two days ago and has become what he is now, but his strength is obviously greater than the others!"

Pointing to the fourth head, Lili had a lingering fear on his face, apparently what happened in the first place startled everyone.

"A little bigger than the others?"

Hearing Lily begin to describe the scene two days ago, when his head was mutated at night and almost escaped from trouble, Soma frowned suddenly.

As early as the first day of arriving in the New World, that is, on the night of April 1, Soma gave Connie two secret orders.

After receiving the order, Connie immediately dispatched with all the aliens and arrived at the depression one step ahead of the main force.

This is also the reason why most of the villagers suddenly discovered that the aliens in the team were gone.

After arriving, Connie easily used the sanctuary core given by Soma to build this underground base to detain more than a dozen aliens who had been infected before.

And she, after the construction was completed, left the depression and went to another place that Soma helped her to prepare to establish the first subsidiary force of the depression.

The Three Caves of the Crafty Rabbit.

In fact, when the virtual reality calculated that the depression was selected among several super-large alien races, and the survival probability was only a few tenths of a percent, Soma made up his mind and must leave a back-up.

Connie, is one of the backers he prepared.

Once the depression is invaded and it is irreparable, then you must be decisive in giving up the territory!

And only with people and no supplies, going to other places is naturally dangerous.

But if you go to the sub-base established by Connie, with the previous accumulation, the chance of making a comeback is always better than running around.

However, despite all the calculations, Soma couldn't calculate it. Connie, who was more dangerous, was fine. These so-called "zombies" almost went wrong.

"No, doesn't the information predicted by Oreo say that once all the infected aliens finally lose their minds, they will not retain the strength they strengthened before, but will drop to half of the first time?"

"Why now..."

Quickly thinking about the specific information predicted by Oreo before, and then observing the mutated zombies in front of him, Soma frowned, and the tendons on his head protruded.

When I first knew that a zombie crisis was coming, I thought of the overwhelming scenes in Earth movies.

Even Soma himself felt a little chill.

And after that, after the large army boarded the new continent and saw other aliens, Soma initially gained a little confidence to get through the zombie crisis.

After all, whether it is a human being or an alien race, their strength in the New World is not bad, and they have a certain IQ. They can completely resist and share the individual pressure.

Even with these alien races as cannon fodder, in the depression in the hinterland of the New World, there is no need to worry about the influx of zombies in the early stage.

As for the latter, after seeing the flame dragon of the eighth rank of the Demon Soul Race and the war power of transforming the human army, the crisis of the zombie tide has completely turned into a mediocre one.

Even if it is a pessimistic judgment, the probability of passing it is more than 90%. In terms of threat degree, it is not even as good as the impact of low temperature.

But now...

If the strength of these zombie alien races is not as Oreo said, there is a very obvious and substantial reduction, and they become cannon fodder.

However, just like the current No. 4 alien, the strength has not decreased but increased~www.novelbuddy.com~ It is even more terrifying than the last strengthening.

"Oh, this is really a **** surprise. It's just the alien races on the periphery of the New World. How can they withstand such a zombie attack, I'm afraid that one or two waves of shocks will force them to turn enemies into friends."

"Even if the depression is in the hinterland of the New World, I am afraid that it will be driven straight in by these zombies."

"No, you have to study the antidote quickly, otherwise once you fight against these zombies and someone gets infected, it will really be your own beating your own!"

When I think of the mighty scene of zombies running wild in a World War Z movie, I look at the alien races with red eyes and rotten faces in front of them.

Su Mo shuddered violently, firming up his inner judgment.

Although there is only one or two months left before all the alien mutations, when they swim to the new continent, under the current weather, they will need at least two months to make a bottom.

Add the two together.

Compared with other alien races who don't know about it, all the people living in the new continent now have at least four months to respond to this impending super disaster.

Considering that other disasters in the middle are also very likely to delay the landing of the zombies.

There is still half a year left for the depression!

In half a year, if the corresponding antidote or antidote can be researched, then this disaster will become an opportunity for the rise of the depression.

But if it can't be developed, or the strength of zombies is stronger.

Then the only way left for everyone is... Hiding in the ground like a mouse!