I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

The snow is big.

The broken concrete wall was covered with frost, and the steel bar pulled halfway was frozen into a crystal column.

Underneath, walking with a sturdy figure. They are thin and thin, and the expression on their faces has been numb by the wind and snow. The weight on the shoulders crushed their spine and knees.

Standing on one side is naturally a mutant supervisor.

As slaves of mutants, their only relief is that they were lucky enough to be elected when they reached the age of thirty. After completing the breeding task, it is then bubbled into the culture tank to obtain "new birth".

As for those who have not been selected, the end will often be miserable.

After all, culture tanks and culture fluids are limited, and not everyone is eligible to become a mutant. What's more, the mutants also need to maintain a certain number of slaves to do the chore they don't want to do, and to enjoy them.

Standing at the door of the station, Troy stared coldly at the weak body and turned to look at the human beings around him.

Yes, he is standing next to a human being!

Any survivor of Wanghai City will definitely see this scene. In common sense, there is no possibility of any negotiation between the mutant and the human being, let alone standing side by side.

The man was covered in skin and the red diamond ring on his thumb was quite eye-catching. If there is someone who knows the goods here, he will be shocked to find that the white whiskers on his neckline are actually the mane of the bloodthirsty lion.

As the king of the dangerous species, the bloodthirsty lion can even rival five dead claws. The sharp teeth are like blades, which can easily tear the armor of the power armor. However, this creature is rare in the east and is usually found in the remote Northwest Wilderness. Because of fierceness and rarely being hunted, the rare mane is naturally popular with collectors.

And the red diamond ring is even more unbearable, and it is a blood crystal.

In general, mutant organisms condense sub-crystals near the nerve center as a highly efficient energy storage container. However, the blood crystal is a bit special, although it is an isomer with the subcrystal, but the blood crystal energy reserves are far more than tens of thousands of times. Only a small piece of thumb is needed to match the energy produced by a kilogram of nuclear fusion.

What is puzzling is that the existence of blood crystals is stable and stable, so that people can rack their brains. It is also impossible to call the energy in it. Not to mention human beings, the heterogeneous species of condensed hemorrhagic crystals can't call the energy. Strictly speaking, the heterogeneous species of blood red crystals are undoubtedly losers in the ethnic group.

Because of its astounding potential value and rarity, blood crystals are often used as an expensive collection. It is loved by the nobility of the Northern United District.

Speaking of this, the identity of this man is self-evident.

He is from the north and his identity is exceptional.

"Mr. Troy, don't know how your recent progress?" Boyu put his hand into his pocket and smiled and asked the mutant who was next to him.

"The outpost has been established," Troy snorted, revealing the **** red gums. "When the last armored trucks are completed, my troops can set off."

"Oh? Is it?" The man in Chinese costume seemed to dismiss the answer to the mutant leader, but faintly returned.

There was a brief silence between the two.

This is a variant of Troy. It seems to be very jealous of the strength of this man from the Union District of the North. Even if it is thousands of kilometers away from the Tonglian District, even this place is his base camp.

"Looking at the suffering of my compatriots, don't you have any thoughts in your heart?" Troy grinned and asked rudely.

"We are different from the beasts, and there is no such extra ethnic consciousness." Boyu did not seem to smile.

Troy's eyes picked up slightly.

The most intolerable of them is that humans always confuse them with mutant creatures.

"Sorry, take a call." Shrugging his shoulders, Boyu walked to one side, then reached out and pressed it on the earlobe. "Hey?"

"Oh, that's really a pity. Ok. Well, you continue to monitor their movements. Is it Jiang Chen, right? Oh, it's interesting, then I hung up."

Troy has been watching his position coldly.

"Sorry guys, your outpost seems to be gone." I ignored the bad sight. Boyu walked to his side and smiled.

The throat was slightly moved, and Troy’s heart was very disapproving. However, the expression on the man's face made him very boring.

Just then, a mutant was running not far away. The flustered look on his face, even though the distance between the heavy snow and the tens of meters, is so clear.

Troy's eyebrows were pumped and looked at Boyu. Looked at the smiley face on the face. He always feels hot.

But at the moment he can't make a fire.

"The leader, the 40 advance troops we stationed in Shenxiang Town"

"Is it annihilated?"

The mutant who came to report the letter stunned, then lowered his head and opened his mouth with difficulty.

"Exactly."

Troy took a deep breath and tried to stabilize his anger.

"Which force is the hand?"

"Liu Dingzhen, our people saw their helicopters with a telescope. It was equipped with a 50-type electromagnetic gun---there was an icon at the bottom of the plane."

"How could the people in Liuding Town appear here?" Troy stunned.

Although he was very suspicious of this information, he could not find a reason for rebuttal. After all, the entire area, only the people in Liuding Town have flying units.

If Liu Dingzhen intervenes in this matter, things will become difficult.

Thinking of this, Troy couldn't help but tighten his brow.

He is also slightly aware of the strength of Liu Dingzhen. The ship-borne electromagnetic gun on the aircraft carrier, the limit range of 500 kilometers in the atmospheric environment, can directly hit the Zhangzhou from the Yangtze River estuary, let alone his No. 7 land in Wanghai City.

"Cough, I have to remind you, not that the people in Liu Dingzhen have lost your outpost." It seems that the distribution of power in Wanghai City is very well understood, Bo Yu coughed and said.

"Oh?" Troy picked his eyebrows.

“The people in Liuding Town never install electromagnetic guns on helicopters because their ship-borne electromagnetic guns can strike long distances at any location in Wanghai City. Even if you build fortifications, 100kg quality bombs, you Can you hold on for a few seconds?" Boyu said with a smile.

"What do you mean?"

"Your news is too occluded. Recently, Qingpu gave birth to a 'great leader'. Under his call or food temptation, the survivors of a scattered sand were condensed together. The base of the fish bones is based on my intelligence. They also have contacts with the Zhao Group in the sixth block, specifically in the food business." Boyu laughed.

"Food?" Troy looked at Boyu in a bad look. "As far as I know. On the whole wasteland, you can produce grain. You can understand it. Is it that you funded that power?" ”

The undeveloped areas in the northwest have hardly been baptized by war. Although the soil is poor, the problem of fertility is much easier to solve than the pollution and radiation values. Then go north. It is also the front line of cp, which is also a mess with Wanghai City.

It can be said that only the northwest can produce edible food in the entire Chinese region.

Wen Yan, Bo Yu is sighing.

“The whole piece of waste soil? Does this whole piece refer to Wanghai City, or the whole land of pac? Or the whole world?”

“Do you think that the whole world makes sense?” Troy snorted and snarled.

“Pattern problem.” Bo Yu spread his hand. “It’s impossible to cultivate, just because the technology is off. Our radiation treatment technology is perfect. Otherwise, it will give you pure soil. You can’t grow it. The same, as long as technology If you pass the customs, you can grow fresh and delicious fruits and vegetables in any corner of the waste soil. Their food may come from an underground ecological park that has already been built, but this is not the point, and there is only one thing that interests me."

“Iden plan?” Troy smirked. “It’s really interesting. If the Eden plan can resume farming, why are the elites flying into space?”

"Because the hope of the distance is more attractive than the one that is here." Boyu laughed and said, "In colonial space, I am in line with the disbanded world consortium."

"But the guys didn't let your jealous guy get on the boat." Troy sneered as always.

"Why do I need that ticket? As long as I have the technology, I can completely build a colonial ship." Boyu laughed and threw his hand out of his pocket and pointed to the sky. "Give me 20 years, I will rebuild a high-tech park. Give me 50 years, I will take the people back into space again. It should not be us, but the soil itself! ”

"Why don't you learn from us, change yourself, adapt to this? Don't try it yourself. You will never know how delicious the dead claws are."

Boyu's expression of calmness and faintness rarely flashed a touch of disgust, but soon disappeared.

“So, discussing values ​​is a bit more boring than discussing ideology. You will get the improved fev virus you want, and take your ethnic group to adapt to this wasteland. But remember what we are between Trading."

Boyu holds the password that passed the security certification of Kalman, and it is the information of the fev virus that he provided to the mutants.

"Of course, I will take my person to break into the 'the place' in the city center and find the location of the 005 shelter if it really exists."

"You can rest assured that my intelligence has always been very reliable, and the 005 refuge is in Wanghai City." Boyu said confidently.

Staring at Boyu's eyes, Troy removed his gaze and looked into the distance of the slave queue.

There is an open space, but now it is full of arms and supplies.

Rifles, machine guns, full body armor, armored vehicles that have been converted into trucks, and even infantry artillery and artillery shells!

Part of the munitions are the mutants themselves, but most of them are provided by this man named Boyu.

In the case of a long-term interest, even mutants and humans can stand side by side.

"If you have to enter the city center, it seems that you have to get on the road in winter."

Looking at the snow in the distance, Troy sighed. (To be continued.)