My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely! Chapter 91 - Second Week On The Wasteland, Drastic Changes On The Camp

Chapter 91: Second Week On The Wasteland, Drastic Changes On The Camp

[Doomsday Calendar Month 1, Day 14]

[You have obtained a piece of information that is important to you (Survival points +5)]

[You have comprehended basic forging skills for the first time and opened a new chapter on the road of forging (Survival points +200)]

[You have comprehended basic experimentation skills for the first time and opened a new chapter on the road of the experiments (Survival points +200)]

[You have created a powerful weapon for the first time, but it is not completed yet (Survival points +50)]

[Milestone:Your electricity consumption exceeds 100 units (Survival points +100)]

[Milestone: Your diesel consumption exceeds 100L (Survival points +100)]

[Milestone: Successfully lived to the end of the second week of the doomsday wasteland (Survival points +20)]

[Scanning host survival environment. Survival points evaluation in progress. 202 survival points gained today.]

…

Total calculation: Survival points +877

Survival points remaining: 1974

“You little fellas are clingy. When I have time, I will make a nest for you!”

Sitting up on the bedside, Su Mo stroked both Big Spark and Little Spark who were lying on the bed while checking the survival points from today’s system evaluation.

Su Mo had spent almost 700 points yesterday, and did not expect his remaining points to increase by 900 points. Not only did it not decrease, but he acc.u.mulated more survival points instead.

“The temperature is dropping so fast. It feels like the temperature of the shelter now is about five or six degrees!”

Unfolding the quilt, a cold wind gushed in, taking away the little heat that was left from the previous night.

Big Spark and Small Spark had been grumbling all night because of the cold, so Su Mo had simply hugged both the little ones to sleep on the bed.

The second disaster was not going to be as easy as surviving the novice disaster of acid rain.

The continuous low temperatures and the snowstorm of minus 20 degrees for 72 hours was just the most “delicious” part of the disaster “dish”.

However, the biggest threat to mankind in the wasteland was the gradual decrease in temperature at the beginning stages.

For a week, the temperature had dropped to eight or nine degrees below zero every night. Underground shelters could still store heat due to the terrain but, for some wooden shelters above ground, where the cold wind blew in at night, it would be difficult to endure.

The cold restricted search and exploration activities, and the already scarce supplies would be even harder to collect.

When the blizzard came, they would have to survive for more than 72 hours on those supplies and would even have to endure a further ten more days for the snow to melt.

“It’s an absolute survival test. In this case, if humans want to survive, they can only hold on to each other to keep warm…”

Su Mo rinsed his mouth while watching everyone’s comments on the World Chat channel.

Almost everyone was in a bad situation. Even some large shelters that seemed to have two or three hundred people were having a hard time at the moment.

The surrounding trees had already been hewed endlessly. If more wood was needed, they would have to travel out farther.

These people did not have a hundred disaster resistance points to increase their storage s.p.a.ce extravagantly. After cutting the wood, they would still have to carry them back.

When you calculated things in that manner, and compared the loss of a large amount of physical strength with the price of food, some activities were not even worthwhile doing at all.

“Glub glub~” After spitting out all the mouthwash to the side of the culture medium, Su Mo remained in thought as he closed the chat panel.

“Transactions still have to be made.”

“These people have a lot of good things in their hands. It seems that I have to acc.u.mulate some food, and then find a way to exchange it for something valuable.”

Looking at the place where the food was stored, Su Mo’s heart came alive.

As long as these explosive packs worked well today, he would be able to turn the Kobold’s camp upside down.

By that time, the piles of treasure chests would definitely contain a lot of food. If he brought that food in exchange for materials that were in short supply, then both sides would get what they desire, and he would reap a b.l.o.o.d.y profit!

Thinking of this, Su Mo became excited, and immediately took out two bowls of flour and cooked a pot of noodles.

If one did not want to be hungry while working outside, then one had to have oil in their stomach.

Su Mo poured the hot mustard on the bowl of noodles and scattered some hot oil over it, throwing in some dehydrated vegetables. The taste was really solid!

After eating a bowl of noodles, he drank a large cup of psychic energy water and had another two cans of yellow peaches.

Sitting on the stone bench, Su Mo felt that there were more prospects for his future life.

When he first came to the wasteland, Su Mo only dared to think about surviving another day.

At present, Su Mo not only wanted to live, but he also wanted to live well! To live with hope!

“When this disaster is over, I should also get in contact with the shelter next to me. It isn’t a good thing for me to remain closed up!”

After greeting Oreo, who had some good food and drink, they were ready to set off.

Standing in the storage room, Su Mo took all the sundries out, and placed the explosive packs made last night into the storage s.p.a.ce based on their different weight categories.

Three bottles of psychic energy water, two bowls of oil-sprinkled noodles, binoculars, lighters, helmets…

After checking all the supplies and putting on his equipment, Su Mo used the old TV to detect if there was any danger in the vicinity. Picking up Oreo, Su Mo strode over to open the door and walked out.

He entered the pa.s.scode and the bolt retracted.

As soon as he opened the door, he was immediately greeted by the biting cold wind, causing Su Mo to s.h.i.+ver all over.

“It’s so cold. It’s probably about zero degrees outside now, right?”

They walked out the door and there were gusts of wind and sand everywhere. On the weeds on the ground, they could even see the frost condensing.

“Woof~ whoop~ woooo~”

Oreo was not afraid of the cold and became abnormally excited. She was standing on the small hill, howling toward the distance!

Su Mo opened the bas.e.m.e.nt door and fired up the engine. After the engine had warmed up, Su Mo got in and drove out.

“Oreo, let’s go. Stop howling, I am the only man in a ten-mile radius, so don’t think too much about it!” said Su Mo.

Su Mo watched Oreo as she ran over obediently to sit in the back seat and fasten her seatbelt. Su Mo smiled and released the brakes.

Slowly, the wheels began to roll forward and, as Su Mo stepped on the accelerator, it sprinted forward like an arrow released from the bow.

Although Magoo’s desert race buggy was a bit similar in appearance to conventional buggies, its other attributes were far better.

Even the cha.s.sis of this car was much higher than that of conventional buggies.

Magoo also evaluated the full range of requirements for traveling through the wilderness terrain, and had finally built such a powerful off-road desert buggy.

When driving through the wastelands in such poor road conditions, a good cha.s.sis would isolate most of the resulting vibrations.

After driving for about fifty kilometers, Su Mo stopped at the usual place and prepared to climb the high slope to monitor the surroundings.

However, when the sounds from the buggy’s engine subsided, Su Mo heard some noise coming from the front.

Climbing carefully, Su Mo got up the high slope in a few smooth motions. He took out his binoculars and looked at the Kobold saltpeter mining camp.

He was surprised at the scene before him.

It had only been four or five days, but the size of the saltpeter mining camp had increased more than twofold!

This doubling did not mean that just the number of houses in the camp had increased, but also that the fortifications used for combat defense had doubled.

There used to be two towers, but now it has been increased to six!

Two on the side and four on the front!

Right in front of the camp, there were sharp weapons used to restrain cavalry in ancient times on the earth—cheval de frise!

Within three meters of the camp, there were also densely scattered wooden barbed spikes that made Su Mo’s scalp numb when he looked at it.

Barbed spikes like these, Su Mo did not doubt their power.

If someone rushed up, there would only be one outcome. That person would be skewered on it like a “kebab”.

Expanding his field of vision, Su Mo could not help but let out a shocked gasp.

“Gosh, what kind of monster is this…”

On a few of the barbed spikes, Su Mo saw a few “kebabs” whose bodies had not yet been removed.

The blood was still dripping, accompanied by the mangled flesh, from the barbed spikes as if a tragic battle had taken place here not long ago.

Several kobold warriors were holding spears, walking through the barbed spikes, and from time to time they used their spears to give a few extra stabs to one or two monsters.

On every guard tower, Su Mo saw six kobold mages in groups, standing guard and looking down.

After putting down the binoculars and taking a break, Su Mo focused again and looked at the monster that was stringed up.

“This creature also seems to be a half-human creature. It seems to be the cat-like creature I came across previously? Is it from the cat or the lion species?”

All the monsters had their backs turned in his direction, so Su Mo could not clearly identify their features from this distance.

As Su Mo adjusted the binoculars and looked even further to the rear, he was surprised to find that the kobold camp had three…

Catapults!