Chapter 882

The end of the wasteland calendar is June 15th of the year.

The cold wind in the early morning kept blowing between the mountains and forests, blowing sporadic snowflakes and continuing to dance in the sky and the earth.

Standing on the Bald Mountain above the ruins.

Su Mo slowly performed the warm-up moves in the Su family spear, sweat dripping down from his body like rain.

A trace of white steam escaped from the hair, lingering above to form a cyclone.

Not long after, when his whole body was drenched with sweat, he let out a long breath of stale air in his chest and abdomen, and stopped his movements.

Open the game panel and jump to the personal property bar.

"There has been an improvement..." Su Mo couldn't help being pleasantly surprised when he saw the number displayed on it had become 71.1%.

After the state of emptiness disappeared last night, he faintly felt that the physical damage caused by repeatedly entering the passage was not permanent.

Sure enough, after taking some nether energy water and exercising again, the numbers on the panel immediately gave an intuitive recovery.

According to this progress, it is just around the corner to return to the previous peak of 84%.

Feeling better, Su Mo looked down again.

Feng Tianmin and the others were not idle at this time, they were constantly going in and out of the ruins and moving all the equipment that could be taken away into the Ruyi chariot.

Although limited by the size of the door, many devices have to be cut to fit.

But there is no doubt that even if it is only used as the most common alloy material, its value is also extremely precious.

"Lord Su, after we leave, is this ruin going to be blown up..." Marshal Wang followed his footsteps, hesitantly asked.

"Blow it up?" Su Mo shook his head: "We have already taken away the valuables inside, so there is no need to blow it up. If someone escapes here in the future, they won't be left in the wilderness."

"By the way, what about the ruins you found earlier, have you brought out all the contents?"

"Well, the ruins are no worse than this one. They only have a simple layer, and we have cleared everything inside. The most valuable of them is the body transformation equipment." Marshal Wang replied.

"But they don't seem to be from the Yan Kingdom, but a group of organizations called the Aurora Society."

"Aurora Society?" Su Mo asked in surprise.

Of course, this name is familiar to him, and there is a lot of information about this organization in the ruins.

Strictly speaking, the Aurora Society is not an official organization, nor is it a force created by human civilization.

From the first generation of players, that is, the Butterfly Universe of Su Deben's generation, the Aurora Society has already taken shape.

Later, it went through the second-generation player Sanguang Universe, the third-generation player Ji Universe, and the fourth-generation player Meteor Universe.

After four reincarnations of disasters, the Aurora Society has established a basic structure.

According to rumors, it not only has the top scientific research scholars, strategic experts, and combat madmen of each era, but also has countless scientific research materials and scientific research results.

Even the "Righteous Thieves", the organization that left food authority before, was once a small branch of the Aurora Society.

"According to the information left on the machine, they are using this transformation device to screen those who can meet the requirements. As long as they can meet the requirements, they can learn further information about the location of the ruins."

"And if you can complete all the requirements along the way, you will be eligible to join the Aurora Society." Marshal Wang sighed.

Looking at his appearance, it is obvious that when he just got the machine, he still had a vision of his outstanding talent.

"You should be glad that you were not selected, and besides, the Aurora Society is not a good thing." Su Mo chuckled.

"Did they tell you that as long as you join the organization, even if our group of human players is wiped out, you can survive?"

"Could it be possible that Lord Su also entered their ruins?" Marshal Wang was taken aback.

He didn't tell anyone about the benefits of joining the Aurora Society.

After all, even if you think about it with your ass, you know how many people will frantically come to try this condition.

"I haven't entered their ruins, but I've heard a lot about the stupid things they did." Sumo raised his head and looked at the towering snow-capped mountains in the distance: "You should know by now that we humans on Earth are not the first wave to come here to accept Players who are tested. But you don't know, before us, there are already thirty-two human civilizations."

"Thirty-two?" Marshal Wang stared wide-eyed: "They are all wiped out?"

"The group will not be destroyed. As long as the number of surviving players is less than 0.01% of the total number of players after the disaster, the game will automatically end. Calculated according to our total number of 7 billion people, that is, 700,000 people will be considered a failure. .And after losing the game, the remaining players get two different choices."

"First, choose to continue to participate in the next civilized game, but the price is to lose all the memory of the last game, and only keep the survival skills and physical fitness you have exercised."

"Second, feign death, avoid the detection of the game, and wait until the next game is started before retaining the memory and waking up."

"Can retain memory? Isn't that much better than the first one?"

Hearing such a dense message from the number one human population suddenly, Marshal Wang focused his attention, for fear of missing any key information.

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At the same time, he was a little excited in his heart, knowing that Su Mo was willing to tell him these things, which meant that he completely regarded him as one of his own.

"Everything has a price, and suspended animation is no exception."

"Although they can retain their memories, the price is that they will lose the qualification to use the game panel forever. That is to say, they will never be able to complete the game tasks. And as long as there are no players in the wasteland who can complete the tasks, they will have to accept this endless game forever." Disaster reincarnation."

The best way to drive a man into total despair is to bind his hope to what he has given up.

Aurora would choose to feign death to escape the punishment of clear memory.

But the price is that they are locked in the wasteland forever, and can only wake up again and again, sleep, and wait for reincarnation.

"They left this relic to select "newcomers" to sleep with them, and when a certain opportunity is ripe, they will wake up together, help the players of that time complete the task, and finally escape from this prison together."

"It's actually like this!" Marshal Wang seemed to understand something: "Then if the players don't meet their expectations this time, will they..."

"Of course." Su Mo nodded silently: "These people are not good people. They have been used to death for a long time, and their mentality has long been numb. If the player fails to meet the requirements after waking up, they will lurkingly collect these A generation of players researched and innovated new technologies, and then secretly accelerated the pace of game failure in anticipation of the arrival of the next batch of players."

"If it weren't for the fact that many people on the way couldn't stand this kind of practice, they split up and formed other different organizations to expose this kind of practice, otherwise no one would know that there is still such a group of rats lurking in the wasteland of the past."

"Then will they help us this time?" Marshal Wang asked innocently.

No one is willing to be given up, and no one is willing to be denied.

He is very clear that if the Aurora Society can stand up, the future of mankind will be much better.

"Maybe, I don't know either." Su Mo replied calmly.

The members of the Aurora Society have continued from the first generation of Butterfly Universe.

They have seen real gods, and they naturally know the situation that humans have to face.

The so-called "diehards" mentioned by Sea God Jiang Chu should be exactly these people.

They hold the authority in their hands, do not know the relationship between Adam and the game, and are still waiting for the day when the total can exceed 50%.

"If they are willing to continue to hide, that's okay, but if they want to speed up the game and lose, maybe we will be able to match up in the future."

"After all, over the long years, their humanity has been worn away too much."

I don't know why in the ruins, I only collected information about these people, but I didn't see them appear.

However, it is also possible that they have already appeared, hidden in the crowd without being discovered.

"Lord Su, in the future... shall we create a territory that can accommodate all surviving humans?" Marshal Wang thought for a while, and suddenly asked another question.

"Of course...no!" Su Mo replied simply.

"Why, if we human beings on Earth can unite together, it will be easier to face disasters or the conspiracy and tricks of these people?" Marshal Wang asked back: "And Lord Su, your appeal is completely enough. I believe that the surviving humans will definitely be willing."

"Haha, what you said is simple." Su Mo heard what he meant.

"But don't forget, there are only 10,000 people in the Origin Territory, and you are struggling to manage it every day. There are still more than two billion surviving humans. Adding in the humans who have not descended, the number can be close to five billion people."

"If it is really possible to establish a unified territory and I let you manage it, how much can you help me share?"

"Eh..." Marshal Wang was a little hesitant, and quickly laughed awkwardly: "Then there are still many elites among us humans, they must..."

"What if the elite you are talking about is from the Aurora Order?"

Su Mo shook his head and pointed out the most important question in one sentence.

Regarding the future development of the wasteland, he has actually conceived for a while.

The Tianyuan Territory in the ruins has gathered so many management talents, it seems powerless to maintain a territory with hundreds of thousands of people.

Later the number ballooned to more than 10 million people, and almost every day, there were countless chaos to be dealt with urgently.

And like the three major territories, taking the Longqi territory as an example, almost all of China's top people gathered.

However, it only manages more than 20 million people, and it also needs to use means such as the identity system to maintain stability.

The wasteland of the last days is not a peaceful and prosperous world.

In the chaotic background, people's hearts are different.

Especially when a disaster strikes, the challenges we face are dozens of times higher than usual.

One carelessness, or one mistake, will make all the previous efforts go in vain.

Therefore, the best way is to divide the personnel into different gathering places just like the wasteland in the ruins.

"We need to establish a platform, or we need to formulate a rule."

"We can provide technical support, lead the establishment of communication networks, establish logistics throughout the New World, and even contract transportation construction."

"We can be tall among humans, but we can never be umbrellas."

"With competition, there is hope, and with hope, there is a future."

Su Mo said a lot in one breath.

Almost all the thoughts that have been brewing these days have been expressed.

The figure of 5 billion is too big, even if it is discounted by 1%, it will reach as much as 50 million.

To ensure that as many people as possible survive, the best way is to bloom more and develop together.

Among them, the Tianyuan Territory is the fastest paced, not only can it spread its advantages better, but it can also gather more resources to invest in further development.

Compared with being the nanny of the human collective, this approach is obviously more sensible and more in line with expectations.

"Building networks, logistics, contracting transportation, technology..."

"Lord Su, your idea is too advanced. If you can really use it like this, I'm afraid we humans can really take root in this land." Marshal Wang murmured, his eyes had already drifted far away.

He seemed to have seen the scene of prosperity described by Su Mo, and saw the gathering place where a hundred flowers bloomed in the entire New World.

Different human settlements have different development orientations and different refuge styles.

Either they are good at planting, or they are good at scientific research, business, fighting...

Facing disasters again and again, facing these strange alien races.

Living in such an environment, I'm afraid it won't take long for human beings to be proud of their newborn children.

Here is our second hometown!

"Who can say for sure in the future, we have a preliminary idea now, and it won't be too late to gradually improve it later."

"At least for now, we still have to solve the material pressure after this winter."

Pulling Marshal Wang back from imagination to reality, seeing his expectant expression, Su Mo couldn't help feeling a little bit of longing for the future.

Winter is over, and it represents the bright spring of new life.

With the many information and items brought back from the ruins this time, as well as the addition of nearly 10,000 people in the origin camp.

The Tianyuan Territory was finally able to embark on the road of development and unfold the many arrangements in the plan.

"Come on, it's time to get back to camp and get ready."

Patting Marshal Wang on the shoulder, the two descended the Bald Mountain one after the other.

Towards the afternoon, all the materials in the underground base were also loaded into the truck, and all the valuables that could be taken away were looted.

Standing in front of the open space, he took a last look at the thick metal gate printed with patterns of flames, the symbol of the Yan Kingdom.

Su Mo pulled the operating lever, slowly closed it, closed it, and retracted it into the mountain wall.

"One year...is really a long time."

Returning to the Ruyi chariot, as the vehicle started to move, Su Mo was filled with emotion as he watched the stone walls disappearing in the rearview mirror.

For the other people in the car, it only took more than a month to capture the ruins occupied by Sun Bahu.

But for him, it was a whole year.

Now, think about the Tianyuan Territory that I created with my own hands, and think about the village that is rooted in the land.

Su Mo is already returning home, and he can't wait to start his return journey tomorrow.

"Director, the news of the evacuation was sent back to the camp yesterday, and everyone should be prepared by now."

"However, I haven't told them to leave in the wishful chariot yet. Will you tell them in person later?"

Feng Long smiled unscrupulously.

He remembered how his jaw almost dropped when he saw the wishful chariot yesterday.

At this time, I am quite looking forward to how the refugees in the camp will react when they enter the chariot.

"It's time to hold a mobilization meeting, but this time the protagonist is not me."

"In the days to come, we will encounter more and more tests, and the only thing I can bring to you is..."

"Confidence!"

Su Mo replied softly.

Looking at Marshal Wang next to him, the latter was startled, and finally nodded silently.

It's just that no one knows, and it started from this nod.

The new era of the wasteland has finally begun!

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