My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely! - Chapter 1513

[1504. Chapter 1480: Fight for the Rift, the Law of Walking!]

In a tribe of a thousand people called “Red Stone”, a dozen survivors with dazed expressions were brought into a simple shack by four skinny men, and sat down in a corner that could barely shelter them from the wind and rain.

“You guys keep an eye on these people. I’ll go get the clan leader!”

After glaring at the survivors who were sitting on the ground and shivering, one of the four men quickly left.

If this scene happened in the outside world, it would definitely seem very strange.

After all, in terms of body size alone, the weakest of the dozen or so survivors is obviously stronger than these four.

However, the fact is that they had tried to resist more than once on the way here, but the other side only needed to send out one person each time to easily subdue them.

“Brother Gong, there are only three of us left. Should we move on?”

Seeing the three people left behind, he walked to the shelter outside the shack with a relaxed look on his face.

The survivors suddenly became agitated, and everyone turned their eyes to a man in the center with a full forehead and a dignified face.

“No, even if there are three of us left, we are no match for them!”

Gong Manting shook his head slightly, his eyes flickering, “And even if we run away now, where can we go to settle down? This world is completely different from the wasteland we know. We must integrate into it as soon as possible.”

“I have a feeling that if we delay integration for a long time, it will easily lead to some unpredictable consequences!”

As one of the people who followed Su Mo from the beginning to the end of the last Wanjing Battle.

After Gong Manting finished speaking, everyone present shrank their heads and immediately expressed their approval.

It’s so cold today, the temperature has dropped to around minus ten degrees Celsius.

Even if they could escape from these three people now, it would be difficult for them to find a place to take shelter before they ran out of energy.

Instead of being forced to surrender due to exhaustion, it is better to see what is going on here.

“Don’t talk too much and do more. Don’t answer any questions you don’t know the answer to. I’ll answer them.”

After thinking for a while, Gong Manting lowered his voice and made arrangements.

The last Wanjing Competition was a selection system, so all the contestants who entered went through three rounds of strict screening.

So in terms of personal qualities, everyone’s levels are similar, so it is naturally easy to cooperate with each other.

But this time there was no screening, which resulted in the quality of the people coming in being obviously mixed.

The most obvious example.

When they were first caught by these four men, a few reckless guys in the team completely ignored the advice and relied on their strong bodies to ignore the other side’s warnings. As a result, they were beaten and forced to surrender after a fight.

“Brother Gong, rest assured. We all trust you. We will do whatever you arrange.”

“Yes, we are all willing to follow you!”

“Maybe this is a good thing, right? We found a place to stay so quickly.”

“.”

The survivors responded one after another, verbally agreeing one after another with an extremely well-behaved attitude.

It was a pity that Gong Manting saw it and shook his head again imperceptibly.

After all, they are a group of ordinary people who have just escaped from the difficulties of survival and have long lost the ability to think independently.

You probably shouldn’t even think about expecting to unite these people to accomplish something big.

Fortunately, given the current situation, this strange gathering place of survivors does not seem to have any deep hostility.

Not long.

The thin man who was in charge of looking for people came back, glanced at the crowd, and hooked his finger at Gong Manting.

“You, come out with me to see the clan leader!”

“Me?”

Gong Manting stood up pretending to be surprised, smiled awkwardly, and walked out.

But when he left the shack, he immediately stopped smiling awkwardly and replaced it with a calm and solemn look.

The other party obviously has no intention of talking to him, so in this case he should speak first.

Not to mention whether communication can be established, it would be terrible if someone asked something that shouldn’t be asked.

Therefore, within the limited time, Gong Manting focused all his attention on observing this gathering place.

In terms of architectural style.

At first he thought that the shacks were places used to detain outsiders, but in fact, most of the buildings in this gathering place were shacks.

The only difference is that some shacks are semi-enclosed and some are fully enclosed.

Through the open window, one can vaguely see the person sitting inside, looking over here with curiosity.

“The number of them that can be directly observed at present should be between fifty and seventy.”

By inferring the size of this settlement based on the number of shacks, the population should not exceed three thousand people.

Gong Manting immediately felt relieved.

He was worried about only two situations before.

First, the population of this gathering place is very small, only a few dozen or over a hundred people.

In this situation, more than a dozen strange outsiders suddenly poured in. According to the vigilance of the wasteland survivors, there is a high probability that the other party will not accept them, let alone twelve years in the wasteland, even if it is three years in the wasteland from the outside world.

The second possibility is that the population of this settlement is so large and its scale is so huge that they are completely indifferent to the joining of outsiders and instead suspect the purpose of the outsiders.

If you want to accuse someone of a crime, you can always find a pretext.

Gong Manting knew very well what the consequences would be if he was suspected.

“Don’t peek again, or I’ll dig your eyes out.”

At this moment, the man leading the way suddenly stopped, turned around and said coldly.

However, just as Gong Manting was frightened and was about to explain, the other party suddenly laughed.

“You are a group of lucky God-given people. Fortunately, you met us instead of those cannibal tribes around us.”

“Go in, the clan leader is inside, he will help you answer any questions you have.”

Hmm?
The other party’s change of attitude was quite confusing.

However, Gong Manting reacted immediately, and the depression in his heart eased a little.

Walk into the shed the man is pointing at.

Although this shed seems to be no different from other sheds in the surrounding area from the outside, you will immediately feel a warm feeling when you enter.

Standing in the house was a man about 1.9 meters tall, with a slightly sturdy build and a neat samurai braid.

Hearing the noise behind him, the man turned around, smiling, and didn’t seem to feel any pressure.

“Sit down, foreign benefactor!”

In this world of faith, being associated with God is not necessarily a good thing.

“Excuse me, what does the Divine Grace mean?”

Sitting down on the cushion the other party pointed to, he couldn’t wait to ask.

“God’s Grace.” The man also sat down opposite Gong Manting and smiled. “Let me introduce myself first. Nice to meet you. I am Nomura Makoto, the chief of the Red Stone Tribe.”

Judging from the name, he should be an islander, but he speaks Chinese very fluently.

“Gong Manting.” After introducing himself, Gong Manting extended his hand and shook hands with the other party.

Although the time span was nearly ten years, this moment still made him feel a little dazed.

“A few days ago, our Redstone Tribe received a decree from God, telling us that many survivors from outside will join the tribe one after another and help us compete for the final ownership of the radiation rift.”

“Radiation cracks? What is this?”

“Huh, you don’t know even this?” Nomura raised his eyebrows in surprise, “Well, it seems I really have to start from the beginning.”

“Six years ago, due to the disorderly expansion of the Death Tide disaster, a large number of Death Tide monsters continued to invade, which seriously squeezed our living space. In order to suppress this phenomenon and to gain the last living space for humans, several super tribes united and launched hundreds of nuclear weapons at the center of the Death Tide monsters.”

“However, what we didn’t expect was that although these monsters were blown into powder by nuclear weapons, the surviving dead tide monsters seemed to be intensified by radiation, and their individual strength increased more than tenfold in just one year.”

“Fortunately, there is always a way out. In the process of fighting against the death tide monsters, humans have not gained nothing. Some people have discovered that although the monsters that have absorbed radiation have become stronger, they cannot get close to the radiation zone bombarded by nuclear weapons.”

“So, the current human tribes are built based on the radiation zone. Once they leave the radiation zone too far, they are likely to be attacked by the death tide monsters.”

“What, you mean we are now in a nuclear radiation zone?” Gong Manting shuddered suddenly, and felt that the warm feeling under his butt was a little abnormal.

No matter how little he knew, he had heard about the consequences of several large-scale nuclear leaks on Earth.

In such an environment, it would be a miracle for humans to survive if they left immediately, let alone how long they could hold on.

“Stop, don’t be impatient, I haven’t finished speaking yet.”

Nomura said helplessly: “Even if we humans on Earth are blessed by God, we can’t survive in a nuclear radiation zone. Do you remember what I said at the beginning? Radiation cracks are completely different from simple radiation zones!”

“The so-called radiation cracks are places within a large nuclear radiation zone where there is no nuclear radiation.”

“The reason for this phenomenon is that the dead tide monsters that survived the nuclear explosion absorbed all the nuclear radiation in those places and then left those areas. Since then, we humans have been able to slowly test low-risk paths to break in and barely establish a tribe in the cracks.”

“The crack where the Redstone Tribe is currently located is the 97th radiation crack, which is 400 kilometers long and nearly 300 kilometers wide. You should be thankful that you did not get lost and walked into the radiation zone. I sent people to find you. Otherwise…”

“.”Gong Manting was silent.

Fortunately, I did not follow the instigation of that group of people and rushed out to leave here. Otherwise, I would have accidentally entered the radiation zone and died without knowing how I died.

“So, it sounds like there are quite a few radiation cracks?”

“Indeed, there are quite a few. Currently, there are about 160 known radiation cracks. They are ranked according to their danger level. The smaller the number, the higher the danger level, and the larger the number, the lower the danger level. Of course, danger and opportunity coexist. The smaller the number, the greater the probability that there are good things in the radiation cracks.”

“God summoned you here in the hope that you can lend a helping hand to us!”

Fire Fist Tribe.

After getting up from the bed, Su Mo couldn’t wait to go to the table and twisted the glowing parchment between his fingers.

The parchment was very light, like a leaf, and almost weightless.

There are no written records on it, but instead a series of densely packed small holes.

The light from the roof passed through the small hole, shining onto the table, printing out different words.

“This is the way to record.”

Su Mo concentrated on identifying it for a while, then gently put down the parchment and raised his hand to pinch his nose.

I totally don’t understand.

Even though he knew these words, he had no idea what they meant when put together.

And without knowing the meaning, even if I recited it fluently, it did not cause any strange phenomenon.

“If it were in the outside world, humans would not have any talent for divine arts. However, in this artificially created space, in order to maintain the operation of the rules, some people would temporarily gain divine arts talent.”

“But apparently, I didn’t get this gift!”

According to Thomas, any human being who is favored by the gods can practice the magic arts bestowed by the gods.

However, Su Mo himself knew that he had not seen any so-called gods since he came to this space, so he was definitely not in the category of being favored by the gods.

“What exactly does this god mean?”

Su Mo was filled with doubts.

From the time they entered the Fire Fist Tribe until now, almost everyone has mentioned “God” to some extent.

But the strange thing is that this “god” doesn’t seem to have a specific name, it seems just a nickname.

This is very conflicting.

Even if the god of the Fire Fist Tribe was simply and crudely named “Fire Fist God”, he would not be surprised.

But this god has no name or surname, which makes it difficult to know where to start.

“Forget it, let’s look at other things first.”

Moving the parchment aside, Su Mo glanced at the other objects that had been sent to him on the table.

Except for one pipe that looked a bit old, the other three were thick atlases that felt quite heavy.

The first one is titled “The Law of Walking in Radiation Rifts”.

“Radiation cracks?”

Su Mo raised his eyebrows and took the book of walking rules.

When I opened the first page, I was somewhat surprised to see a complete map of the New World.

It’s just that many areas on the map are covered with thick black ink.

In these black areas, bright red veins meander out like living things, some long, some short, some straight, some curved, interweaving into an intricate network.

The bright red veins are mostly in the north and west, with nearly eighty of them.

Further down is the middle part, where there are about thirty veins.

As for the east and south, the south is the plate with the fewest veins, with only five, and almost the entire plate is painted thick black.

“Nuclear war, radiation is absorbed by the cracks, it turns out that they are a safe zone to avoid the dead tide?”

Flipping through the pages, Su Mo quickly found the explanation for these threads.

All we can say is that the person who created this world may not understand the death tide disaster, so he just used the name of the death tide to set it up according to his own ideas.

How could a real death tide monster be afraid of radiation? For them, this is probably the best nourishment!

(End of this chapter)