My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

Chapter 1192 Undercurrent Surges, the Main Competition Begins!

A round of competition.

After five minutes of judging time, the sales of medicinal hot pot finally settled at 670 million.

It is no exaggeration to say that this number may be much more than what was sold in all the games yesterday.

And for most survivors.

It is a good deal to buy such a pot of fragrant vegetable and meat mixture with 30 points.

After all, ordinary people don’t need to upgrade the shelter at the moment, and there is basically no other use for disaster points except chatting in the world channel.

Now that you can spend it in the Wanjing Arena and eat a hot pot to replenish your body, it can be regarded as maximizing the utilization of waste.

Of course, with this reason.

Su Mo’s idea of ​​getting a certain amount of points from the sales end has naturally become nonsense.

If you really count it, the game will have to pay some for this hot pot.

"No wonder it's the battle of Wanjing."

"If a large number of players benefit from it every time there is a competition, a positive cluster effect will naturally be formed."

Looking at Inoue Daisuke eating with his mouth full of oil, the two judges next to him could only swallow their saliva.

Su Mo weighed the spear in his hand and stood behind the cupboard thinking quietly.

At present, players can only use points to buy a portion of food, which does not seem to change the situation.

But what if this food is replaced with weapons?

What if this weapon is not a cold weapon, but a simple and easy-to-use hot weapon?

If everyone can buy a pistol and bullets in the Wanjing Arena, will they no longer have to worry about the invasion of alien races and the attack of radioactive beasts when they go out to the outside world?

Even some evildoers have to carefully weigh their own strength and whether they will overturn in the process.

Su Mo's mood was a little agitated, and for a while, he couldn't help but imagine many scenes that he had never thought of before.

"Weapons make people brave."

"In the future ruins, the war between humans and aliens started when humans had a large number of firepower weapons."

"The biggest reason why it is still peaceful now is that the Metal Sigh disaster broke out ahead of time, causing the weapons prepared in the deep sea to become scrap metal."

"But if all the survivors can be given weapons through the Wanjing Arena, will that scene be repeated?"

The more he thought about it, the more Su Mo felt that the Wanjing fight had more profound meaning.

Previously, one person's advantage might not be able to radiate to the entire tribe, all humans.

But now, this arena can amplify one person's ability and spread personal advantages to an entire group.

This fight.

I'm afraid that what is fought for is not just the boundary stone, nor is it just the route given by the game.

What is fought for is luck and opportunity.

It is a change that can only be brought about by the top strong!

While thinking, the first round of the situation was easily decided. Connie scored zero points with two potato lumps without suspense.

In the second round, oil-splashed noodles.

This time it was even simpler. It took Su Mo less than ten minutes to submit the dish.

Connie was also very straightforward, and she just used an unfinished cucumber to finish the game.

Under the great disadvantage of competitive events, Connie's bad performance would have made the game extremely ugly and lost all suspense.

This much-anticipated duel was not as exciting as imagined, and was even less exciting than the first duel with the Minotaur Corrado.

But it happened to be the esophagus battle, and no one cared about what the game was about at this time.

After a round of hot pot, it was worth the trip.

[Record]: The winner has been decided, and the winner of this game: Human (Suma).

[Record]: The audience in the stands can choose to continue watching the game, and the fee for the next game will be automatically deducted from the prepaid tickets, or they can choose to quit watching the game, and the remaining game ticket price will be automatically refunded.

[Record]: There are 29:57 left before the start of the next game.

"It's over so easily?"

Some people were surprised, and some were shocked.

As the central arena went dark, the internal picture was obscured.

Most of the human audience in the stands had not finished eating yet, and chose to continue waiting for the next game.

But many aliens withdrew, and it seemed that they were probably going to report to other people in the tribe.

There was really no way.

Didn’t you see that such a powerful lion could only play badly and wait to lose? If an ordinary alien was drawn, it would basically mean that this time the battle of Wanjing had come to an end.

It was only the third day, and many aliens were still planning to get more game panels.

We must avoid the edge and delay the time of being eliminated as much as possible.

And in the field.

After chatting with three enthusiastic fans one by one and answering some irrelevant questions.

A flash of purple light left only one person and one lion in the field.

"You are really unlucky. You didn't come earlier or later, but you bumped into each other."

Seeing everyone disappear.

The helpless expression of the female lion suddenly changed, from the previous resentment and helplessness to excitement. Su Mo's mouth corners slightly raised, knowing that the Tianyuan territory had developed rapidly this year, and Connie's side was probably not slow either.

Aliens are originally respected for strength.

As the chief priest of the Ao tribe, Connie already has the authority to continue to develop subordinates, which is equivalent to forming her own tribe.

With this means, it is easy to absorb some scattered aliens.

As expected.

"Lord, if it is unlucky to meet you here, then there is nothing more fortunate than this."

Connie leaned forward to shorten the distance between the two as much as possible.

"It's only five minutes, so I won't be polite with you."

"Tell me, how is the situation over there?" Su Mo heard this and also leaned forward.

Connie told the story through a purple light barrier.

When she left the territory a year ago, she only had 20 to 30 aliens she had conquered at sea.

They were not strong and had no experience.

Therefore, after leaving the territory, Connie did not choose to go to a lively place, but turned to the west of the New World.

Migrating all the way, conquering scattered aliens along the way.

After almost leaving the sphere of influence of powerful aliens, the size of the Ao tribe has expanded to hundreds.

"At that time, I found a canyon in the west and built a territory in the canyon. I have about 2,000 aliens under my command."

"The location is considered the core circle of alien forces. There are estimated to be at least hundreds of aliens around, with a total number of no less than 100,000!"

"Later, after the area of ​​the new continent expanded, the canyon also expanded several times."

"Now there are probably no less than one million aliens living there, radiating nearly a thousand kilometers around, with a huge momentum."

Suma nodded thoughtfully. If the new continent had not been expanded five times by the game, the aliens would probably not be able to gather together as easily as they are now. Most of them would quarrel and fight over territory.

There would be no strategic depth guarantee between them and humans, and it would be extremely easy to cause friction, which would lead to war.

The reason why the war was delayed.

The expansion of area is probably one of the most important reasons.

"As we have developed along the way, the number of our Ao people has also soared over the past year. Now there are more than 8,000 people."

"We are also well-known in this Baiyue Canyon and can have a say."

Connie didn't waste words on how many hardships she had experienced from the beginning to now.

In his words, he was showing his own value.

She knew very well why Su Mo had put himself inside the alien race.

A hidden mine.

A hidden mine that would explode at the right time and drag the alien race into the hell of death!

"Well done, it seems that I was right about you!"

Su Mo sighed in his heart, recalling that there was no news about Connie in the future ruins, and he could roughly infer that she was also developing on thin ice now.

After all, compared with other alien races, they all have the backing of gods, and can pray for the gods to descend in various ways from time to time.

Connie is now just a human lord in the skin of an alien race. If you don't pay attention, you will have to worry about being swallowed up by a powerful alien race.

"But it's not time for you to play a role yet, just continue to expand your power steadily."

"Maybe it won't take a year, and the world will change drastically."

"At that time."

Although there was no one around to listen, Su Mo still lowered his voice and reminded him implicitly.

Now that the area of ​​the new continent has expanded, even if he wants to send people to help Connie continue to expand in the Baiyue Canyon, he is powerless.

The only thing left now is to wait.

If the earthquake comes as expected, it will bring a river system that winds through the entire New World.

At that time, it will be much easier to provide support.

"The battle of Wanjing will not reduce the contradiction, but will only continue to suppress the potential contradiction until it is completely released when it is unavoidable."

"The war between humans and aliens will not be far away, either at the end of the year or after the great changes."

"By then, there will be many more opportunities than now. Both I and the territory will need the assistance of a powerful alien race."

Su Mo pondered, calmly organized his words, and boldly predicted the great changes that will happen in the coming year.

The course of history will not change because of some episodes.

The war between humans and aliens will always come.

This is chaos, but also opportunity.

The Tianyuan territory in the future ruins seized this opportunity and successfully gained a foothold in the New World and became one of the famous large forces.

Now that he is in charge personally, Su Mo's goal will certainly not be the top 100 in the human territory.

"I understand. I will try to find a way to continue to infiltrate the alien race."

After coming back to her senses from the large amount of information, Connie nodded repeatedly and agreed to all the arrangements.

The five minutes were almost up.

After taking a deep look at the female lion, Su Mo nodded slightly and watched the figure slowly disappear in the purple light.

The seeds have been planted, and what kind of fruit will be produced in the end depends on the right time, right place and right people.

As for what role Connie can play in the next war, Su Mo has not yet made a specific conclusion.

But he knows.

It is much better to know the movements of the alien race than to move forward blindly.

[Record]: The second game is about to begin, please prepare.

Connie's disappearance means the end of the break time, and the game prompt sound will sound.

Su Mo subconsciously raised his head and saw the figure appearing on the opposite side.

Huh?

This time it's a human?

I'm used to fighting against aliens, and suddenly it's a human, which is really a bit unaccustomed.

But what surprised Su Mo even more was

In the next four games, the opponents were all humans!

Each game was like a large-scale fan meeting. After a friendly chat, the other party would smile and surrender.

They couldn't compete, and they didn't want to compete.

Compared with the aliens, they wanted to win the competition in their own territory, eliminate the human Su Mo, and lower the morale of the human race.

Most of the survivors respected the human Su Shen and wished they could send him directly to the finals.

Even in the last two games, after the audience on the stage confirmed that there would be no exciting competition today, at least 90% of them withdrew.

Although ten points are not much, they can be saved to exchange for a hot pot meal.

Everyone would rather save the points for the next few games where thousands of paths compete to decide the winner, rather than watching a bunch of people chasing stars on the stage now.

"The prepared spears are useless."

Watching the players in the last game smile and click surrender, the figure slowly disappeared.

Su Mo shook his head and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

Originally, he thought there would be a fierce battle today, and he had to use force to win the knockout qualification.

Unexpectedly, one familiar person, four human players.

There was no effort at all, and he easily won five games.

Click to exit lightly, and the arena returned to darkness and silence again.

Cold rain fell.

On the wilderness path outside the shelter, a figure slowly solidified.

"It seems that the aliens have also learned to be smart. They know that my five games must be played continuously, so they arranged for all the tribesmen to withdraw, which resulted in me not being able to get a place in any of the four games."

"If the elimination rounds in the future are like this, I'm afraid it will be much easier."

The cold chill makes people's minds clearer.

Looking up at the dark sky with dark clouds, Su Mo thought secretly.

The next four consecutive days of elimination rounds also fully confirmed his current thoughts.

On the fourth day of the competition, the winning requirements really increased again. Each player must win six games in a row to advance.

Although it seems that only one game has been added in terms of numbers, the difficulty has increased exponentially.

Some players finally made it to the fifth round after much hardship, but they were unlucky to meet a player who entered the competition in the first round.

One consumed a lot of energy, while the other was radiant.

Even if there is still a big gap in strength, they will be eliminated because of one careless mistake.

Under such strict requirements, 90% of the players were eliminated on the same day, leaving only a few million people who successfully advanced.

On the fifth day, the number of wins did not increase this time, and only six wins were needed to advance.

But here comes the key problem.

Those who can make it to today are basically the best players, and there is no obvious gap in strength.

Sometimes the energy consumed in one game is more than three or four games in the past few days.

Under crazy screening.

After the elimination match on the fifth day, there were only 100,000 human players left, basically the elites of major territories.

The situation on the alien side was even worse, with only 70,000 aliens successfully advancing to the sixth day of the game.

170,000 players entered the elimination match on the sixth day together.

This time the game slightly relaxed the round requirements, and only five rounds of wins were needed to advance to the last day of the elimination match.

But the result of the elimination match with only the strong can be imagined.

At the end of the sixth day of the game, there were only over 5,000 human players who were still qualified to participate in the seventh day, and there were only three digits left on the alien side.

Perhaps I didn't expect the efficiency of the elimination match to be so high.

On the seventh day, the game had to reduce the difficulty again, and only three games were needed to advance.

But as the competition ended at 4 p.m., only 900 humans were left who were qualified to enter the Ten Thousand Paths Competition, and only 400 aliens.

"Huh, I'm lucky. I was almost eliminated by that thing!"

Tianyuan Territory Central Square.

As several illusory figures flashed, the old Taoist who appeared first staggered and almost fell to the ground.

The residents who had been waiting for a long time hurriedly helped him up and gathered the last few contestants in the territory in the center.

On the last day of the elimination competition, only more than 20 people in the territory were qualified to participate.

But now, only the exhausted old Taoist, the wounded male gun brother, and Qi Jie, the former leader of the Harvest Tribe and the current president of the Scavengers Association, had smiles on their faces.

Wow.

In a territory with tens of thousands of people, only three people finally advanced to the competition?

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