Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Acid rain, snowstorms, and plants growing out of control.
Currently, the first group of humans to transmigrate into the wasteland had survived three disasters in total.
Correspondingly, the number of allowed ssages for all the original “pioneers” had increased three tis as well.
Due to the storm last night and the incoming disaster, even though it was the ti of the morning with the least people around, the ssage speed in the World Channel was not sluggish. Many people were talking about the situation with the rainstorm in various areas.
There were still three days before the disaster. Those who were supposed to build ships had basically reached the end of their testing phase. Those without ships had also reached the critical mont of that final struggle.
However, the more monts like this occurred, the more the World Channel’s activity reflected the current nature of the upcoming ‘chaos’.
Su Mo did not say anything. With twenty minutes still to nine o’clock, he cald himself and carefully observed the current state of public opinion in the wasteland.
“Is there anyone near XX? Let’s attack those brutes at the duckBB Shelter together. I saw them colluding with foreign races last night. They’re about to beco a family already!”
“F*ck, this shelter’s not dead yet? Previously, my brother’s shelter was tricked by these animals into opening their doors. In the end, they wound up with an infiltrator who collaborated with the foreign races behind the scenes. I don’t believe that up until now, officials still haven’t taken action against a shelter like that?”
“Officials? Have you had too much to drink? You think the officials are still in a mood to care about this? Everyone is waiting to board their ships and go out to sea. Where would they find the ti! But let’s not get distracted. Those who collude with foreign races should die first!”
“Ocean Salvage Shelter, 32.5-ter?sand ship1, 18 robot warriors, 46 certified sean, location XXX. Currently, there are still 12 spots. One ticket costs 3 tons of supplies. If you’re smart, co on board. If you’re poor, don’t add as a friend. I’m here to survive, not to do charity!”
“You’re just a sand ship, but you’re coming here and repeating the sa thing day after day—what are you making such a fuss about? The Red Sea Shelter has a 49-ter ship of the line, and it’s only got 122 spots left. You don’t need to have supplies or be great at combat. As long as you’re good at swimming and know how to maintain ships, we’ll recruit you without any other condition. Food and accommodation will be provided. Core mbers will also get a family position. If you want the spot, just add as your friend right away.”
“Oh, by the way, we are not going to the new continent. We are going to fight the foreign races. If you want to board the ship and piggyback off of our hard work, stay behind. Don’t make us deal with you later on!”
“Four hundred-year-old oak, only fifty more of them left in stock. After this, they’ll be out of stock permanently. Those who still need wood, quickly go to the market and grab them!”
“The Shelter of the Holy Light is recruiting capable fighters. The requirents are that they bring two months’ worth of rations and that they possess a strong physique. It’s best if they have basic firearms training. Once they pass the review, they will be given firearms once they beco part of the Shelter. When the ti cos for ocean battles, the spoils of war will be divided at 82%!”
“Are there any raft brothers who want to be companions? My position is XX. If there are any, you can contact us directly. Let’s go to the new continent together!”
“You up there, don’t let catch you, you idiot. Where’s your raft? How many tis have I seen you trying to fish for victims these few days? You’re still at it? Do you really think we’re blind?”
“At a ti like this, do you still believe in cooperation and trusting others? If you dare to let others in today, they’ll throw you to the wolves tomorrow. Be more careful. This isn’t Earth or a peaceful era. This is a wasteland! A wasteland that will swallow people whole!”
“Huaxian Three Catties Shelter, XX location, 44.5-ter ship of the line. Currently, there are 85 places left. Any Huaxians who are still nearby, hurry over. We don’t need you to pay for all kinds of supplies, nor do we need you to have any skills. As long as you are Huaxian, upright in character, willing to contribute, and willing to work, you can join us for free. If you’re within 50 kiloters of our location, we can even escort you over for free!”
“D*mn, I’m so jealous of the Huaxians!”
“…”
Wave after wave of information flashed before Su Mo’s eyes. The situation reflected therein made Su Mo frown.
If the situation in the wasteland could still maintain this delicate balance before the deadly thunderstorm—then after tonight, when everyone realized that the disaster was not a joke or a playground ga, but an actual approaching event…
They would… beco crazed!
After one night, all kinds of peculiar comnts that he had not seen before popped up like mushrooms after the rain. It was extrely jarring.
Even though Su Mo ca on the channel every two days to take a look, he had never seen such a crazy scenario!
Killing and plundering treasure (boats), colluding with foreign races, fishing for victims and enforcing the law, fighting against each other, taking advantage of the situation to commit cris…
All sorts of dirty tactics that they would use in secret but not openly talk about were popping up everywhere.
Not only that, they did not care what anyone else thought!
This situation was much worse than when everyone had first transmigrated here.
Now, it was as if they had truly reached doomsday. Everyone had completely lost their scruples, and their primal natures were reasserting themselves.
“There’s no order. The rules impressed on everyone’s hearts have already begun to rapidly collapse in these two months.
“Everyone no longer believes in the country, or that other organizations can save them.
“No benefits, no abilities, no resources—in this wasteland, ordinary people are useless. They’re entities that are worth less than even a piece of oak. Other than family, no one will care if you’re alive or dead tomorrow!
“The battle for the survival of the fittest has finally begun!”
As line by line of words clearly delineated the true form of the wasteland at present, Su Mo felt a chill running through his entire body even though he was wearing a combat uniform and sitting in the warm third floor underground.
Lawlessness erged far too quickly!
It had co at least four to five months earlier than expected!
Now that he had figured out the current situation, Su Mo realized that the real threat to humanity in this ocean disaster was not that they had to cross the ocean!
Instead…
It had brought forward the prologue to chaos at a terrifying speed!
Amid such chaos, the base instincts in everyone’s hearts were unleashed with no restraints!
If one wanted to go to the new continent, there was no ti to slowly accumulate resources or farm.
To survive, one had to covertly attack other people and obtain their supplies.
If not, they would be the ones dying!
Was this ruthless?
This was extrely ruthless!
It was so ruthless that on Earth, it would definitely cause countless people to stand up in fierce criticism!
This, however…
This was doomsday, the true wasteland!
The humility, courtesy, and mutual trust housed within the genes of civilized humans had rapidly been eliminated in two months under this wave of extre pressure.
In its place was now survival of the fittest!
From now on, the mutual trust and banding together when people first ca to the wasteland would vanish forever.
No one would foolishly believe any longer that the other party was a good person. No one would allow these strangers to watch their backs either!
Even at sea, if two rafts t, there would not be another outco!
This collapse of order pertained to the entire human race and was inevitable. No one could stop it. Even the “Almighty Su” that everyone spoke of was…
Entirely powerless!
No country ca forward to take the stage; no strong military force ca out to give instructions.
Before going to the new continent, Su Mo could imagine just how chaotic it would be on the sea this ti.
Fortunately, the proportion of Huaxians among all these crazed people was far smaller.
The unique spirit of unity that Huaxians possessed enabled everyone to quickly band together in the early stages of the discussion among the uncomprehending people of other countries.
Now, many Huaxian shelters had already perfectly displayed the advantage of having a united front.
Won and children could contribute to the developnt of the shelters by learning crafts, thus sharing the burden of the shelter’s developnt.
As for the n, they could also use the points accumulated by the won and children to obtain even more excellent equipnt so they could increase their combat abilities and wholeheartedly focus their energy on fighting.
The division of labor was clear. Those who fought outside had attachnts, while those who worked within had aspirations. Everyone was hopeful and looked forward to a beautiful tomorrow!
Of course, apart from these things, there was also the Almighty Su.
With the sense of honor brought about by Almighty Su’s powerful abilities, so far, all the Huaxians were still full of confidence in regards to returning ho.
This was an advantage unique to Huaxia, and also a marvel that other countries could never replicate.
“It seems I’ve been too optimistic about the situation in the wasteland because of Hope Village.
“This is still good, though. The more crazed they beco, the faster they’ll co to their senses. That’s not a bad thing.
“All I can say is… it’s far too sudden!”
Su Mo rubbed his stubble. He was not very moved by these humans who were crazed enough to collude with foreign races.
In the wasteland, if one chose to give up on themselves, no one would have even half a reason for saving them.
Not everyone was a god, neither were they all saints.
At the very least, Su Mo already intended to kill these individuals!
He decided not to continue browsing. When he realized that there were only three minutes left before nine, he used his mind to close the ga panel and closed his eyes as well to refresh his spirit.
At the sa ti, he took out a speech he had prepared the night before and placed it in front of him.
As far as this speech was concerned, Su Mo did not want to spout too much nonsense, nor did he want to do anything rash to influence the future within the Divulgence of Heaven’s Secret.
Nine o’clock ga notifications were the most important ones after all!
[Su Mo: Hello, all survivors living in the wasteland. I am Su Mo, a survivor like you. Today, which is three days away from the disaster, I am very happy to be able to et everyone again on the chat channel. Of course, my hope is that it would be even better if I did not need to et you today, but I have no choice. I have received a very important ssage, one that concerns the survival of our human race. After much consideration, I have decided to share this ssage for free with everyone living in the wasteland. Right now, I will wait for five minutes before sharing this information. You can imdiately inform your intimates and family, your friends, and the people around you. I will only say this once, so whether you can survive this disaster or not will depend on all of you!]
The limit of a single ssage was 300 words.
However, any speech that exceeded 100 words would be considered a long speech by the ga.
Short ssages did not have any spam or advertisent verification procedures, but long ssages did. Furthermore, these were very strict!
If soone posted a long ssage and it was verified by the ga as spam, it would automatically be blocked. Even if they posted it again, no one would see it.
This thod was countless tis more ruthless than muting.
It was this thod that had resulted in almost no one daring to send such a long ssage in the chat.
Therefore, as soon as Su Mo’s ssage appeared, before anyone could clearly identify who the sender was and what he said, it had already caused a first round of commotion.
At a ti like this, why would so fool be posting a long advertisent? How silly!
With this thought in mind, everyone gloatingly glanced at the sender. However, the minute they did so…
Everything exploded!
The No. 1 na—the sa gold color as the Emperor’s—and two extrely familiar Chinese characters…
To the countless people in the wasteland who dread of being the Almighty Su, this scenario…
Was altogether too explosive!
Just like when the previous chat interface froze, and everyone’s comnts did not scroll down, the chat interface this ti behaved in the sa manner without significant intervention from the ga…
Everything blew up completely!
No new ssages could appear in the chat interface. The last sentence in everyone’s chat was Su Mo’s ssage!
The language was very straightforward. To enable people from other countries to understand his ssage after it was machine translated, Su Mo did not use any obscure idioms from Huaxia. Instead, he tried his best to express his aning.
However, it was precisely because of this that the entire wasteland was shaken!
In the regional chat, after Su Mo spoke, everyone started causing a commotion and looking at him like he was so sort of deity.
This ti, the entire wasteland truly exploded into action!
It did not matter where one was, what they were doing, or even if they had the ti!
At this mont, everyone…
Entered the World Channel!
As for Su Mo, the instigator of it all, he had already quickly compiled a second speech.
In this ssage, using the 300-word limit, Su Mo described every minute of the rainstorm’s fall volu in simple data language.
Even though ordinary people might not be able to understand the data, Su Mo believed that under this sort of volatile circumstances, so expert would soon co out to interpret it.
Then, all the ordinary people would clearly understand what kind of disaster they were about to face after three days. At the sa ti, they would also have so preliminary understanding of how to survive this disaster.
Five minutes later, seeing that there was still no reaction from the World Channel, Su Mo paused and tried to send his ssage again.
It sent very smoothly, without a hitch!
Wow!
While other people’s ssages could not be sent, they saw Su Mo’s ssage appearing again.
This kind of privilege instantly drew envy from other people.
When they perused the information given in the ssage, they were completely dumbfounded!
What?
A rainstorm with a flow that exceeded 3000mm in 14 minutes?
Fifteen minutes later, they would still need to deal with a sudden, unreasonable rainfall that would last for 10 seconds?
Unable to speak, everyone could only express their shock through the Regional Channel and ask what the data represented in private ssages.
However, there was one thing in common—no one chose to question the authenticity of the matter.
Yes, no one!
Even the large official shelters did not have the slightest bit of doubt!
The reason was simple.
At present, everyone knew that the ocean disaster was coming; they also knew that the sea level would rise. But until now, except for Su Mo and the managent level of Hope village, no one knew how this seawater would show up.
Before Su Mo’s announcent, almost every day and every mont, people were speculating about how the ocean would co!
From torrential rain like the days of Noah’s ark to an overwhelming flood, and then to water rising on land…
Humans had a rich imagination, but no one had ever dared to think about the fact that…
In this disaster, there could be such a terrifying waterfall of torrential rain, or that there could be such a ‘mindless’ disaster that so completely disregarded human lives.
“Ship storage, hurry up. If you don’t repair the ship’s storage, you’ll die!”
“F*ck, our ship is unprotected. We’re dood!”
“Ah, f*ck, this bloody wasteland. I really want to give you two punches!”
“Is this a disaster that carbon-based life can think up?”
“…”
After waiting for more than ten minutes and seeing the information that erged on the World Channel the mont it finally resud…
Su Mo nodded and did not use his last chance to speak.
The effect of his speech this ti had already achieved his expectations perfectly.
In the next three days, be it humans or foreign races, they would still have ti to prepare.
If they dealt with it appropriately, they would have a chance to ‘survive’.
Furthermore, as the instigator, in the next three days, there was only one final thing left that was weighing on Su Mo.
“Pei Shao, let’s go!”
“Head 12 o’clock in the direction of the basin. Before I give the order, don’t return no matter what happens!”
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