My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

Countless past histories have proven that class always emerges inadvertently.

It may be a small order, or it may be a trivial policy.

The class will be born silently from the moment no one notices it, and will only be discovered when it expands to the point where it is difficult to end.

Whether the imprint can be loaded is just a superficial phenomenon.

Its true meaning is a screening of all people, forcibly dividing equally equal human beings into two categories of people.

One type is wasteland humans who have potential, can become stronger, and can accommodate authority.

One type is old-world humans who cannot load, can only be old-fashioned, and have no potential at all.

The villagers who had now failed seemed to be laughing and joking during the test, and did not feel any dissatisfaction with themselves for failing the test.

They even humbly congratulated the villagers who passed the test, congratulating them on being selected and most likely going to a new position.

But in reality, later on when the first human with a changed template appears in the collective.

Now this trivial balance will be completely broken, and the wasteland humans who can load up their authority will become stronger and stronger in the days to come.

Become new in the territory

Exploiting class!

"It is still too difficult to create an environment where everyone is equal, where there is no capital power and everyone is running in the same direction."

"Even if there is external pressure, this trend cannot be killed in the cradle, let alone the number of people living in the depression will increase in the future."

"In the early days, I had a system that could barely control this trend, but I can't rely on the system to hold the pace every time something like this happens."

"Otherwise, this lord would be extremely aggrieved!"

Among the managers, only Shen Ke was able to detect all thirteen anchor points.

Everyone else was completely wiped out.

This kind of scene is not what Sumo wants to see.

And if you want to change, you must use the system and spend survival points to force these people to load templates and break the innate restrictions.

But this approach is the same as in modern society, when promoting collective development, forcibly supporting children in the mountains to go out and see the outside world.

By nature, it will put huge pressure on "finances".

Considering that survival points are non-renewable and can only be produced by Soma himself.

This pressure will be even greater if it is placed on the depression!

"At this stage, I can only take one step at a time. While I still have the ability, I must not allow such signs to grow without limit."

"I want everyone to know that under my hands, there will never be absolute 0s and 1s!"

Watching the last group of villagers who had completed the test leave with a smile on their face with their test results, Sumo calmed down and walked down.

During this period, the expression on Somo's face changed from a little serious just now to the gentleness as before.

Stepping into the already empty garage.

Yan Xiaqing, who controlled the robot, was still busy sorting out the famous orders with the help of Chen Shen and Pei Shao.

Seeing Somo coming, the three of them raised their heads at the same time and nodded.

"How's it going? What's the data after the retest?"

"No change, still 9%, 119 people, 70% of people are stuck at the ninth anchor point and can't get through, 18% are stuck at the 11% anchor point, and the remaining 12% can't even get through."

Speaking of this, Yan Xiaqing seemed a little hard to say, but Chen Shen on the side quickly answered:

"The remaining 12% can only pass five anchor points, and can't even pass the sixth one!"

Although there was a forced smile on Chen Shen's face as he spoke, Sumo still found a hint of disappointment in his subtle expression that could not be hidden no matter how hard he tried.

Obviously, Chen Shen is also among the 12% candidates.

Perhaps the person standing here today is not the village chief, but an unknown ordinary person. Faced with this result, he can still forgive himself and not take it too seriously.

But after learning about the relationship between imprints and templates, he obviously understood what the consequences would be if he couldn't load them in the future.

"Where's Li Hu? How many have passed?"

The latter raised his head and showed a wry smile: "I can only pass nine. If it is more, my brain will be confused. I feel a stabbing pain like an electric discharge. I don't dare to try anymore!"

Screened out.

It's not a good experience to be true.

After making up his mind about the two of them, Sumo didn't say much, but walked forward and gently put his hands on their shoulders.

"Relax, it's just an ordinary screening, it doesn't determine your respective fates."

"Who could have imagined that an ordinary law student could reach such a state in the apocalypse, and who could have known that a retired soldier could regain his second youth in the apocalypse."

"Since I can bring the mark back, I can find a way to put it on for you."

Soma's tone was extremely firm, but to the two of them, it sounded more like words of comfort and encouragement.

However, these words had some effect after all.

Knowing what would happen next, he waved away a few people and went down to enlighten themselves temporarily.

Su Mo's eyes narrowed and he sat carelessly on the table where Lu Kuan usually worked.

As someone who can be selected to participate in the expedition plan, and can sit in the first place among everyone.

In terms of personality, Lu Kuan does not have the stubborn character of the scientist in the movie.

He has a docile personality and always considers whether others will be comfortable when doing things. Apart from his scientific research point of view, in life, he even deliberately keeps his tone of voice from being too sharp.

But before this one, the burrs and tabletop have been repaired extremely neatly.

Sumo also saw more of what he wanted to see.

Knowing that there would be an experiment today, most of the exclusive scientific research equipment on the table had been put away yesterday.

What is left at this time are some small tools that he usually uses, as well as the books and manuscripts that Lu Kuan reads every day.

Taking the book, Sumo saw the words "nuclear energy field" shining brightly on the first page, which was already a little yellowed.

Obviously, Lu Kuan's interests have changed dramatically after discovering blood soil, a soil that can produce nuclear fusion.

This book brought from the expedition base has become something close to his heart!

With some interest, Sumo opened the first half of the book.

Except for the table of contents, after reaching the main text, most of the original handwriting has been obliterated, and there are small mark marks left by Lu Kuan everywhere.

Word for word, Lu Kuan's research was very serious.

Even after other people get this book, they can quickly absorb the knowledge hidden in it through his marks and comments.

A whole book, eight hundred and sixty pages.

After turning to page 475, Sumo saw the mark left by Lu Kuan yesterday, as well as a bookmark with a light green lotus pattern.

"Knowledge will not disappoint those who work hard!"

"Fortunate people will not give up their efforts!"

The two sentences on the bookmark are somewhat similar to Lu Kuan's handwriting, but the details are obviously much more youthful. They are obviously self-encouragement words left by him when he was still young.

Turning to the back of the bookmark, Sumo stopped looking, with a smile on his lips.

"I hope to be able to research nuclear fusion and expand production capacity as soon as possible. It's really hard to compete with these bastards for bodies!"

Different from the previous general talk, the new self-encouragement sentences are much "whiter", but for Lu Kuan, the effect is more than a little bit better.

Every time he saw this sentence, even when he was sleepy, it still aroused his desire to learn and dive into nuclear physics.

"What a cute guy!"

Putting down the book, with some emotion in his heart, Somo picked up the manuscript next to him again.

Unlike books, most of the design drawings and inspiration essays on the manuscript are the focus of research that Sumo had previously ordered.

in these records.

Such as high-efficiency solar energy conversion technology, high-energy insulation materials, large-scale wind turbine construction, small molecule defense stance, circulating water purification, underground urban pipeline laying, medical equipment reconstruction and other livelihood issues.

It was placed on the first few pages by Lu Kuan and highlighted in red.

Problems such as the synthesis of protein from carbon monoxide, the synthesis of starch from carbon dioxide, the conversion and generation of rare elements, and resource exploration and collection were all marked by him on the middle pages.

In the future, there will be future development directions such as self-propelled individual artillery, radar satellites, individual mechanical armor, intelligent breeding farms, modern CNC machine tools, latent explosive weapons and so on.

Lu Kuan was not left behind either. He made the proposal reports one by one, leaving behind the exploration of research methods.

It was not until the last two pages that Sumo saw the nuclear energy that Lu Kuan wanted to study, as well as the personal dreams of space elevators, curvature engines, starry sky corridors, planetary-level battleships, and stellar-level space fortresses that he had been pursuing throughout his life.

After integrating into the group.

Lu Kuan puts the needs of others first in his heart and pushes his own personal realization to the end without limit.

Compared with other people who rely on luck to obtain anchor points, people like Lu Kuan are obviously more deserving of "opportunities"!

But God still made a joke with him.

Once again, the bloody reality refuted the self-encouragement he had set when he was young.

In this world, not everything can be obtained through hard work, and not everything can be driven forward by personal will.

"Xiaoqing, stop tidying up, let's have a meeting in the virtual conference room!"

"I used one of the first four quotas, and there are three more. I will distribute two of them to all of you."

"I'm not talking about contribution and fairness. Everyone goes in to catch the gelding. Whoever catches it will get the first mark!"

Currently, four out of ten people have a chance to be resurrected. Based on the two mark opportunities, each person's chance of being resurrected is 50%, which is not small.

At the same time, it is also extremely fair.

Nodding, Yan Xiaqing put down the list in her hand, and pressed the controller robot into the void.

When Su Mo's eyes flashed, the garage had disappeared and was replaced by an unusually quiet conference room.

Zhuo Junfan, who used to be a lively person, looked like he was autistic today, sitting in the corner and looking at the wall, not knowing what he was thinking.

Everyone's pistachio Jiyang also lost his thoughts of joking and quietly lowered his head and flipped through the virtual book.

Su Deben hugged Su Wei and leaned against the corner curtain wall, constantly comforting him. When he saw Su Mo looking over, he showed an apologetic smile.

The Ai brothers who were both selected were in good condition. They kept making famous gestures towards the void, looking ambitious.

As for Lu Kuan, he still maintained his gentle and jade-like appearance, smiling and nodding towards Somo.

In an anchor selection, it seems that nothing has changed, everything is still the same.

But all the smart people present had already clearly anticipated the consequences long before the selection.

The number of lives lost that no one can escape is just like the game selection that no one can escape. Faced with the result, everyone can only accept it, and there is no other way.

"Ahem, everyone, please concentrate and adjust for now."

"The anchor point has been tested. We used to have a total of four marks. The director used one, and now there are three left."

"There is one villager we want to leave to the villagers outside to lurk in Liberty City, so in the first wave of allocation, the number of places we can allocate is two people!"

Seeing that no one was talking and Su Mo couldn't speak, Yan Xiaqing took the initiative to stand up and spoke loudly.

"Drawing lots? It's okay. I gave up the first time. What I learned will be of no use even if it goes outside. I might as well continue to stay here and study, and I'll give the place to you!"

Waving his hand, Ouyang Guo stood up and voluntarily gave up his place.

His major is molecular chemistry. Without a large amount of materials to support him, even if he goes to the outside world, he is just like ordinary villagers and has no place to use his strength.

In addition, people who majored in chemistry tended to be irritable, so Ouyang Guo was naturally very dissatisfied that he could only be a useless person when he went out, so it was reasonable to give up.

"Okay, Ouyang Guo gives up, then let's"

"Stop, Xiaoqing, please sit down first, and I will host it next!"

Ten people, four people draw, one person gives up, it is equivalent to seven people watching three people perform.

Seeing that the scene was getting stiffer and stiffer, with undisguised indifference, Sumo stood up and interrupted Yan Xiaqing's words.

"Our first opportunity is not many. Although there are only two places, it is a reward for everyone's hard work in recent times."

"Wait a minute, everyone will draw the quota, and whoever wins it will belong to them, and it will not be affected by the previous anchor point!"

Regardless of everyone's astonishment, they waved their hands into the void, and a large box covered with red cloth appeared out of thin air.

Then, he grabbed the void again, and eight black billiard balls and two red billiard balls appeared in Somo's hands, and he threw them into the box in front of everyone.

"Everyone is drawn? Forget it, Sumo, we don't have an anchor, and if we win the draw, the quota will be in vain."

Understanding Su Mo's good intentions and looking at the expectation on Su Wei's face, Su Deben smiled bitterly and stood up to give advice.

As someone who has been in charge of hundreds of thousands of people, Sumo's approach seemed to him to be an act of forcibly giving up interests in order to uphold fairness.

Considering that the people present were all his own people, as well as the people in the depression, Su Deben chose to be the "evil person" himself.

"No, everyone is here to smoke, I've made up my mind!"

Shaking his head, he removed the big table in the center and replaced it with a small round table. Somo started pressing the box on the table, his tone unabated with authority.

If we say that he and everyone in the past could still be considered friends, they were intellectuals swimming together in the ocean of knowledge.

So now, Somo's identity has suddenly returned to the beginning, back to the lord in charge of thousands of lives and deaths!

No one deliberately questioned the lord's words in such an environment, not even Sudeben!

"Okay, I'll go first!"

Stepping forward, Su Deben picked up the first billiard ball in front of everyone.

"Hey, my luck is really bad. The anchor point exploded at the ninth place, and I can't even get the quota!"

After telling a lively joke and holding the black billiard ball in his hand tightly, Sudeben retreated quietly.

Then, Su Wei followed again.

However, she could not escape the shackles of fate and drew a black ball again.

Two people filed out to demonstrate, and the rest also started to draw balls.

"Hey, I drew a red ball!"

The first six people failed in succession. When the seventh person came, the first red ball was finally touched, and Ai Jianfeng, a mechanical major, raised his right hand!

"Very good, the first spot belongs to Jianfeng, and there are still three balls left. The probability now is 33%!"

Among those who haven't smoked yet, there are only three others, Yan Xiaqing, Zhuo Junfan, and Lu Kuan.

Regarding the probability Su Mo said, the three of them looked at each other at the same time. Finally, Zhuo Junfan stepped out and took out a black ball to increase the probability again.

"Brother Lu, come on!"

"No, it's better for you, Xiaoqing, to do it. It won't do any good if I do it!"

After some mutual humility, Yan Xiaqing seemed to understand Lu Kuan's decision. Yan Xiaqing did not continue to refuse and took the last one left in the box.

Black ball!

Wow!

There was no draw, but with only the last red ball left, the spot miraculously came to Lu Kuan.

But as the first person to go up for the test, everyone present knew that Lu Kuan could not pass the anchor point at all.

"Sumo, I'd better forget it and give this ball to Xiaoqing. It's useless even if I take it!"

With a sense of ceremony, Lu Kuan stepped forward helplessly, took out the last red ball in the box, and raised his right hand.

Then, as he spoke, he walked towards Yan Xiaqing, obviously he had already made a decision in his heart.

"No, Lu Kuan, I said, whoever gets the quota today belongs to whoever draws it. No one can change my mind."

"Not even God's will!"

"Today, I am everyone's best friend, but today, I am also the lord of the depression."

"In the past, I gave many lessons to the villagers in the depression and taught them how to survive in the last days, but today, as the lord, I will teach you the first lesson!"

He walked forward and put his hand on Lu Kuan's shoulder, looking at the latter as if he were looking at a "stranger".

Sumo gestured toward the void with an extremely domineering gesture, and then exited the virtual conference room.

boom!

With the modifiers created by the previous system, even if Sumo has exited, the changes in the virtual reality have not stopped.

The high-end wooden floor turned into fly ash, the high-tech curtain wall collapsed into pieces, and the previous conference room was reduced to nothingness in just a few seconds.

The entire space suddenly darkened, and except for the ten people standing on the ground, the surrounding area became quiet and dark.

But the next second, a bolt of lightning suddenly pierced all the darkness in the entire space, tearing the latter into pieces like a brute butcher.

At the same time, five big characters that seemed to come from the hands of gods were deeply engraved in everyone's minds like a branding iron.

"Am I the will of God?"

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