My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

Chapter 1564 Tianyuan City, the Prosperous Eastern Front!

As the three cold gunshots gradually dissipated in the air, the last trace of uncontrollable factors hidden in Qinggang City was officially released.

Since then, this city on Blue Star, which has experienced vicissitudes for 500 years, has finally ushered in true unity and peace, just like a ship that has been drifting in the wind and waves for a long time, and finally sailed into a calm harbor.

After Hades' death, the mole men who had been locked up in the Qinggang shelter for two years and had basically never set foot in the outside world were driven out by the armed forces and gathered in the empty square to register.

For them, it was like two years of time were stolen.

When they returned to the surface, everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them.

"A new era has arrived. There will be no more shelters in the future. You will all become new citizens of Qinggang City."

Deputy Manager Tang En waved his hand.

From his excited expression, all the mole men did not doubt him and quickly accepted the reality.

As for where the real manager Hades went, in fact, no one cares about this matter.

Because in their memory, Hades is basically the same as a stranger. Some people in their sixties and seventies have only seen him two or three times in their lives.

"From now on, all shelters in the city have been abolished. There is no need to distinguish between blue star people and earthlings, nor between mole men and wanderers."

"This Qinggang City should also become a thing of the past!"

Su Mo looked through the household register with satisfaction and decided not to use the ancient name of Qinggang City.

Today, the population in the city has exceeded four million, and it is about to reach the standard of a modern metropolis.

As the undoubted center of the future of the New World, Qinggang City must have a new name to match it, a name that can show its grandeur and glory.

"Why not call it Tianyuan City."

The word "Tianyuan" means the beginning of all things and the beginning of the universe.

Su Mo decided to inherit the name of Tianyuan Territory to the city under his feet, hoping that Tianyuan City can lead the trend of the times and create an unprecedented new era.

Moreover, the area of ​​the city in the future will not be limited to the current scale. According to the current expectations, the area of ​​the city will continue to expand until it can accommodate at least one billion people.

By then, Tianyuan City will undoubtedly become the world's cultural exchange center.

Just think about it, you will know what a shocking scene this will be.

"There are three days until September, and there are only four months left before the next gambling battle."

"Since everything is going according to plan, I can prepare for the gambling battle with peace of mind!"

The days are approaching the final judgment moment step by step.

The five ancestral gods who were anxious before did not come to the door again to discuss the signing of the origin contract.

Su Mo is already 99% sure that the five ancestral gods have indeed given up fighting for victory in the game.

"If the aliens can win, Adam will choose to fight to the death, and in the end, the game will intervene and both sides will get nothing."

"Humans can win, and the price the aliens have to pay to reverse and restart is too high, so high that the five great ancestors can hardly accept it."

"And even if they reverse and restart, it is just a choice."

It is not difficult to infer these basic conditions from the perspective of the aliens, but it is difficult to deal with emergencies that may occur at any time.

For example, the five great ancestors came together to negotiate and cooperate in the channel, and there is a risk of fighting at any time.

For example, if it were not for Su Deben's excellent temporary command, the New World would be in chaos now, and it might even push the death tide disaster directly into the third round.

Before entering the gambling fight last time, Su Mo prepared several back-ups to deal with the counterattack of the aliens.

Although they were not used in the end, it did not prevent him from continuing to make more thorough preparations this time.

Su Mo did not hesitate for too long and decided to strengthen the back-ups left over from the last time with survival points first.

"Feng Long!"

After packing his luggage, Su Mo called Feng Long to help coordinate a military plane that would fly directly to the eastern front.

At present, the first generation of energy stone aircraft has been put into use, but they are basically military routes.

Only two civil routes are opened, from Tianyuan to Longqi and from Tianyuan to Golden Giant Eagle.

If he goes to book a ticket as a lord, it is inevitable that someone on the front line will know this information, which is not conducive to hiding his identity.

"The first flight to the front line is a cargo plane, which will depart at 4 o'clock tomorrow afternoon. Do you need me to advance the flight?"

"No, help me arrange a seat where no one is nearby."

There is still plenty of time, Su Mo is not in a hurry. He packs his luggage first, and then makes a certain disguise with the help of Zero.

The next afternoon.

The sun is shining and the breeze is blowing.

Tianyuan Airport in the east of the city is a busy scene. Various short-range aircraft that are either being tested or already in use take off and land in an orderly manner on the runway, and the buzzing roar never stops.

Among the many aircraft, a Nengshi aircraft with a blue Tianyuan Lotus logo on its fuselage is particularly eye-catching.

It stands quietly on the runway, with a huge and majestic fuselage with smooth and powerful lines, as if it is a metal behemoth carved by the wind.

Compared with common passenger aircraft on Earth, its layout presents a unique style with a sense of science fiction.

First, the wings are wider and swept back, like the powerful wings of an eagle, flashing a cold light in the sun. The belly of the fuselage is similar to that of a strategic bomber, with multiple doors and weapon mounting points, revealing a strong deterrent.

With the take-off signal from the tower, the engine of the aircraft made a deafening roar and began to slowly accelerate on the runway.

The fuselage gradually tilted, and the friction between the tires and the runway became more and more rapid, and finally rushed into the sky like an arrow from a string.

Su Mo leaned against the porthole and looked at the rapidly shrinking city below. Those towering buildings, winding streets, and vehicles and pedestrians passing through them gradually turned into tiny dots, as if a huge city painting was quickly folded up in front of his eyes.

And in the distance, the vast horizon gradually came into view, clearly dividing the sky and the earth, forming two plates that did not interfere with each other.

As the plane continued to climb, the new continent below began to lose details.

At the same time, the boundless waters outside the continent broke into the field of vision like a huge, shimmering blue silk.

"It's so spectacular!"

"This sea area can accommodate at least hundreds of thousands of new continents, and its potential is much greater than that of the earth."

The sky is high and the birds fly freely, and the sea is wide and the fish jump freely.

Seeing this shocking scene, Su Mo's brain was empty, but there was a constant flow of joy brewing in his heart.

It won't take long, and when he becomes the master of the giant mountain domain, these places will become his territory.

This is something that I dare not think about on Earth, and even more so after traveling to the wasteland.

Four hours passed quickly, and the plane landed at the front-line airport.

Su Mo left in a low-key manner in the crowd. As soon as he left the airport, he felt a strong smell of blood.

Then it was hot. The winter of the third year of the wasteland came particularly early, and the temperature dropped much faster than the previous two years.

In the fourth year of the wasteland, it was just the opposite. It was already autumn, but the east was hotter than the summer in the middle. It was expected that the temperature would not start to drop until early winter.

Su Mo guessed that this might be affected by the disaster of the dead tide.

As the battle on the front line continued to advance, a large number of alien races died in the war, which released a considerable amount of vitality energy.

More and more vitality energy escaped into the surrounding environment, offsetting the destruction caused by the war, and also transforming the environment to be stable.

"Soldiers from Xindu Territory, please sign up here, don't crowd, take your time!"

"New recruits from Qinyin Bay, please go to Area B-13, don't stay in the passage!"

"If you need to buy daily necessities, please come here to get a coupon, each person can enjoy a 30% discount, and it can be delivered to your door!"

"..."

Directly opposite the airport is the front-line passenger transportation distribution center.

At this time, the distribution center was bustling with people coming and going, as lively as a pot of boiling water.

In every corner, shouting, talking, and footsteps intertwined. The new recruits who got off the car and went out of the gate were soon attracted by the various horn sounds.

"Brother, where are you from? Do you want a cigarette?"

Su Mo was walking slowly with the crowd, when suddenly a short, thin man flashed out from the side with a smile on his face and stood in front of him swiftly.

The man quickly pulled off his slightly worn but clean coat, and found a different world inside. There were dozens of pockets of different sizes, each of which was neatly inserted with cigarettes of various types, even Lotus cigarettes produced by Tianyuan.

"Look, brother, my cigarettes are all good stuff." The short man said, flicking one of the cigarettes with his fingers, his eyes flashing with cunning, "You buy from me now, the price is absolutely affordable. But once you go inside, if you want to buy more cigarettes, the price will double, and you may not be able to buy them..."

"Hey, you are selling fake cigarettes, you are catching newcomers again, right?"

Before he finished speaking, there was a loud shout from the surroundings, and two uniformed policemen ran over.

The man glanced and ran away immediately, no longer caring about selling his cigarettes.

"Hey, buddy, you didn't get cheated, did you?"

A young uniformed policeman came over and looked up and down, and found that Su Mo looked familiar, but couldn't remember where he had seen him.

"Have we met before?"

"No."

Su Mo smiled, took out a pack of Lotus cigarettes from his pocket, took out two and handed them over.

"I'm new here too. How can I get to the C-21 area?"

The uniformed police officer happily took the cigarette and sniffed it. Unlike the fake cigarettes sold by the vendor just now, the two cigarettes handed over by Su Mo had an extremely strong aroma. You don't need to distinguish them to know that they are definitely genuine.

"Hey, you can afford the real Lotus cigarettes. That guy must have made a mistake to sell it to you!"

The uniformed police officer's eyes suddenly lit up, and his face was full of enthusiastic smiles. "Let's go. I happen to have something to do over there. I'll take you to the distribution center on the way."

The Eastern Front in the war report and the Eastern Front he saw with his own eyes were like two different worlds.

The Eastern Front in the war report should be a desolate, smoke-filled ruins, with broken walls and diffused smoke everywhere. Soldiers struggled to survive under the shadow of war, and their living conditions were difficult and simple.

However, the reality was exactly the opposite. Along the way, Su Mo saw many unimaginable scenes.

The broad streets are bustling with traffic and pedestrians. There are recruits in military uniforms, guards on duty, veterans taking a break, and many ordinary people who come to the front line to do business.

The two-story buildings on both sides of the road are all shops, grocery stores, restaurants, massage parlors, teahouses, billiard halls... The signs are flashing, people are coming and going, and business is booming.

Trucks loaded with supplies slowly passed by, their bodies shaking slightly under the weight and raising a cloud of dust.

"It's so lively!"

Sumo couldn't help but sigh. Who would have thought that the prosperity of the front line would be as prosperous as any large territory in the New World.

In some respects, it's even worse.

"Huh, those people from the outside world all thought that our front line had been reduced to a barren land, but how could they believe that the development of the front line was much better than that of their territory." The uniformed policeman heard Sumo's emotion and smiled, "Forget it. This wave of new recruits has brought the frontline population to almost eight million, which is only less than the Yusanjia territory."

"With continuous victories, the superiors are well aware of the hardships and sacrifices of the soldiers, and are never stingy in terms of rewards. In this way, the veterans who were struggling on the battlefield at the beginning can save money in their hands. It’s like a snowball growing bigger and bigger, and there are so many that I don’t even know how to spend them.”

"Youdao means that if there is demand, there will be a market, and if there is profit, there will be businessmen. Many discerning people have spotted the huge business opportunities contained in it, and naturally they do not hesitate to bring business to the front line. Over time, Isn’t this frontline slowly developing?”

"In the future, I think even if the war is calmed down, many veterans will not leave. A new territory and a new city should be established here."

As he spoke, the uniformed policeman raised his head slightly, with a hint of pride and relief in his eyes.

His steps slowed down unconsciously, and he simply told Sumo about the developments on the front line.

The conversation didn't stop until the two of them came to a huge level.

"We're here. This is the frontline personnel distribution center. After passing this checkpoint, there is the military area."

"After you have registered earlier, go to the Area C transfer station and you will find the shuttle bus to Area C-21."

Following the direction of the uniformed policeman's finger, Sumo saw the entrance with the sign of Area C.

There was very little traffic, there was only one entrance, and forty or fifty people were queuing.

In the two areas A and B next to it, there are not only dozens of entrances, but at least hundreds of people, and even more than a thousand people.

This is not surprising.

Areas A and B are the garrison areas of the Nova Corps. Many people who come to the front line do so to join the army.

The newly established C area is a newly established mercenary area. It recruits individual people in the form of issuing tasks.

It is very convenient to join. You only need to verify your identity to receive various lucrative tasks.

Of course, the reason why no one has joined now is also very simple.

Compared with new recruits, who still have a long period of training and are accompanied by veterans, mercenaries are truly independent fighters, a dangerous job with their heads in their waistbands.

Either he is a real fierce man, or he is a gambler who is not afraid of death, otherwise no one is willing to accept missions that require going deep into the interior of a foreign race.

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