My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely! Chapter 896: The 10th natural disaster, 0 phantom fog!

  Chapter 899 The Tenth Natural Disaster, Fog of Thousand Illusions!

  The selection of the High Priest of the Murloc Race is not based solely on the ability to communicate with the power of the ocean.

  Similar to the previously developed Sea God cells with special abilities, what the High Priest needs more is a magical cell born with them, which can give them a strange ability.

  Divination!

   Turn on the divination, and within a certain period of time, you can see many special screens that automatically appear.

  The stronger the strength, the longer the divination can be maintained, and the more things you can see.

  Of course, divination is not without cost, and every time it is used, it will cause irreversible damage to the user's body.

  During the 20-plus seconds of spying just now, the high priest Yu Haichao saw a lot of things for no reason.

  "The gray fog is not a wall that blocks us, on the contrary, wherever it appears, it will generate many things that I have never seen before!"

  "It may be buildings, or it may be flowers and trees. I also saw a beast with a ferocious appearance."

  Recalling, he kept pointing to the gray fog that appeared around the tribe, and said what would appear there one after another.

  The gray mist gathered around the murloc tribe mostly generated low-rise buildings in the shape of ruins.

  It sounds incredible, but standing opposite, the expression on Su Mo's face is getting weirder and weirder.

  "Wait, isn't this a random refresh of resource points?"

  Except for this weird generation method, what Yu Haichao said is exactly the same as the logic of refreshing resources in the game.

  With luck, a "gold mine" may appear around the village and take off on the spot.

  Unlucky, a monster lair appeared, and I had to abandon the village overnight.

  But

  The game is showing kindness?

  Want to create more opportunities for the New World to rise?

  According to the information collected from the future wasteland, the human beings developing overseas are simply not too comfortable, and there is no need to worry about the impact of disasters at all.

  Temporary factories sprang up one after another, and more and more reserves filled the warehouses.

  In contrast, these humans and other alien races in the New World not only have to work hard to clear the snow, but also find ways to survive the next disaster.

   Could it be that the game doesn't want to see the big battle at the end of the year?

  Su Mo guessed in his heart, and looked at the high priest who was still chattering.

  "Did you see anything around Hope Village?"

  Yu Haichao shook his head and replied like a rattle.

  "Lord Lord, divination can only randomly see some things that will happen in the future, and it is not completely limited to me."

  "In a short time, the new continent under our feet will become even bigger, and a giant tree will appear there, and new enemies will come, and it will be even bigger than it is now"

  "The war is about to begin, more brutal competition!"

  The further he went on, the more Yu Haichao became naughty.

  Su Mo listened for a while, and could only get some clueless information.

  It is not complicated to sum up, the general idea is that more and more strange resource point refreshes will cause more and more local wars.

  "This is normal. The game definitely doesn't want to see our steady development, but it also doesn't want to see us directly catching each other and fighting until the genocide"

  "The appearance of resource points may be a softer way of stimulation."

  It’s better to have resource points than dry snow.

  As long as one or two buildings from the civilization era can appear, even ruins can bring a lot of help.

  "My lord, I also saw the opening time of the black building next to the village."

  "When this fog dissipates, we can enter inside!"

  The tide of fish provided another important message.

  This building, which hides some chip manufacturing equipment, was opened in the future wasteland at the end of the second wasteland.

   Now that we have arrived in the wasteland of reality, the time has been advanced by a whole year? !

  "Not bad, not bad, your divination is indeed of great strategic value."

  Su Mo sincerely praised him.

  This is much more practical than those fancy witchcraft that require the power of the ocean to release.

  If it can be released multiple times and the information obtained is collected, it will undoubtedly save the territory a lot of detours.

  "Can you continue divination? What are the conditions?"

  Yu Haichao replied quickly.

  "It takes time, and each divination has an interval of thirty days."

  “But it’s best to release it every forty-five days, otherwise it will put a lot of pressure on my body.”

  After speaking, he raised his head carefully, secretly looking at the expression of the lord lord.

  Exhibiting value is not just about being a licking dog to show your ability and dedicating yourself unconditionally.

  Prove your own importance and irreplaceability to a certain extent, that is the way of smart fish.

  However, to his surprise, after hearing the time, Su Mo's face was even more surprised.

  Divination once in forty-five days?

  Converted, wouldn’t it be possible to divination up to eight times a year?

  This ability is simply too awesome!

  Using it well is completely comparable to harvesting a relic once.

  "My lord."

   "The tribe has prepared your divine pavilion." Pointing to more and more murlocs walking out of the building and kneeling on the ground behind, Yu Haichao weakly suggested: "These uncivilized little murlocs will take a while Accept your identity change, the patriarch will let them know their mission, do you still need to accept the worship ceremony they have prepared for a long time?"

   "Okay, I know what you mean." Su Mo nodded slightly.

  This high priest is simply too good.

  Compared to those veterans in the workplace, they are more slick, and they are not as stupid as they were in the news before.

  If you rushed over ignorantly before, I'm afraid it would be really difficult to balance the relationship between humans and murlocs.

  Now he is clear about the role he wants the murloc to take on, and his awareness is still so deep.

  Su Mo waved his hand.

  A blue light flashed in the air, and the sound of waves one after another was mixed in the white mist.

  In the eyes of all the murlocs, it seemed like a vast ocean appeared behind him.

  On the ocean, a golden figure with an invisible face floated, exuding a strong divine power.

  "Sea God. It's the Sea God!"

  "God of the Sea, I actually met Lord Seagod!"

  "The supreme great who brought us civilization, the towering giant who created the age of the new gods, under the crown of the great sea god, your citizen Yu Chenghai will always be loyal to you!"

  "The great existence that protects us and allows us to survive and multiply, Yu Haichao, the high priest of the Tute tribe, is willing to offer you our most devout faith!"

  “.”

  The real coercion from the authority of the ocean is rooted in the genes of every marine creature in the deep sea world.

   Seeing these murlocs showing more piousness, Su Mo coughed lightly, and the golden figure behind raised his hand and tapped lightly towards the front.

  A faint blue light flashed and poured into the body of the high priest.

  In an instant, the threat level on the system panel rose sharply by 0.9%, quickly climbing to 9.1%.

  The effect brought about is twenty units of the power of ocean belonging, emerging in Yu Haichao's body.

  Using virtual reality to disguise the scene of the Sea God's coming will not be monitored by the game, and it is a naked provocation to be able to use the ocean authority.

  But it’s okay, this price is still acceptable.

  "The sea. I feel more sea water hugging me. This."

  Feeling the changes in his body, Yu Haichao has completely fallen into a state of ecstasy.

  The improvement of the power of the ocean represents a direct change in talent.

  In the deep sea world, the number of water groups of the power of the ocean that he was able to establish contact with was exactly one hundred groups.

  After coming to this strange wasteland, due to the restriction of world coercion, there are only eighty-two regiments left.

   But from now on.

  In the future, the power of the ocean that he can control and connect will increase by 20 units, exceeding the previous upper limit.

  This magical skill can only change the upper limit of murlocs

  "My lord, your most loyal servant, Yu Haichao, the high priest of the Tut murloc tribe, will always follow you!"

  He fell to his knees deeply, his head almost buried in the soft soil.

  The patriarch next to him, Yu Chenghai, saw this, and smashed his head on the ground heavily, making a small hole.

   After a few seconds, the two stood up with even more respectful expressions.

  "My lord, the ancestor of the Tut murloc tribe, one of your most loyal followers, the leader of the Sixth Fish."

  "According to the arrangement before you left, the ancestor still devoted all his energy to plant research and population reproduction until his death. He left a lot of precious materials and distributed them to our branches to continue the research and look forward to the future One day I can help the lord again."

  "The research results of our Tut tribe are now placed in the Shen Pavilion, do you want to take them away now?"

  "Fish Six?"

  Su Mo was slightly surprised, and the various arrangements in the Baisha Ruins could not help appearing in his mind.

  Yuyi who followed him first went to Yujiu. Except Yusi died in an accident, the other eight murlocs managed to survive until after the war.

  Before he left, he just arranged different research tasks for the eight murlocs in sequence, and entrusted the research institute to them to maintain continued development.

   Now I didn’t expect that there would be a result?

   "Tsk."

  "Plant research, take me to see."

  The value of these things that will be completely castrated in the future wasteland cannot be bad.

  Follow the high priest Yu Haichao all the way to the tallest building in the tribe.

  Just like Chen Shen's first visit here, all the way up, Su Mo was also a little eye-opening.

  At least every building in Murloc City is equipped with a water tank, so Murlocs can sit and work in it to avoid the risk of dehydration.

  But now the murloc tribe is purely learning from humans.

  "The living conditions of these ordinary murlocs are too bad. You shouldn't follow my previous arrangement to build these decent concrete buildings and confine yourself to suffering inside."

  Many murlocs in the room have already entered a semi-dehydrated state, and the fish skin almost dried out on their bodies.

  And just here, when he saw him coming, he still lay down on the ground and bowed devoutly.

  Compared with the gangsters in Murloc City, the current Murlocs are so pitiful that it makes people feel distressed.

  "Lord Lord, we have already sent little murlocs to dig river ditches around the tribe and fill up the snow. When the weather gets hot and the snow melts into rivers, the murloc tribe will be much better off."

  Patriarch Yu Chenghai shrank his head.

  "In the past, these buildings were built in the shallow sea, and the climate was humid. Even if ordinary fish people lived in dry land, they would not be short of water like this. This is the current situation.”

  "I know what the lord means, but living underwater is inconvenient after all. The seawater is very corrosive, and the technology of the murlocs is far from being developed to the point where they can build buildings underwater. There is no way to develop a machine that can be used in the water. If we want to continue scientific research, we must get used to these pains and come to the shore.”

  "Besides, for hundreds of generations of murlocs since you left, we have been much more comfortable than when we first went ashore. These flesh and blood pains look serious, but we have already gotten used to them, so you don't have to worry about them."

  “So it is”

  Hearing the truth that was not in the materials, Su Mo suddenly felt a little admiration.

  Only a few murlocs can bear this kind of pain, so it can be attributed to individual cases.

  But the entire murloc tribe is like this, which to some extent already shows the excellent qualities they possess.

  Heart is like iron stone, with the ambition of pines and cypresses.

  Hard hardships and stand hard work, can shoulder hard work without complaint.

  If it is not for the innate life limit, which makes knowledge inheritance difficult, and the lack of IQ limits the lack of creativity.

  This group of murlocs may really be able to create a new era of technology outside of human research.

  At noon, the fog thickened a bit.

  After seeing the sumptuous lunch prepared by the murloc tribe, Su Mo praised a few words with "satisfaction", and ran away with an excuse.

  Su Deben wanted to stay for another meal, but after seeing the contents of the dinner plate, his complexion changed wildly.

  You can’t run without running.

  Although he thinks that he has a high ability to accept food, who would have thought that murlocs would develop to the point where they can produce and sell themselves

  It's horrible.

   No wonder their food consumption is much lower than humans, and their food requirements are extremely low.

  This ability to digest food hastily, excrete it, and then eat it for a second fine digestion.

  I'm afraid that only their universe, the famous Mu Ye who is known as the king of the wilderness, can stand up to it, right? !

  "When the disaster is confirmed, I will send someone to notify the murloc tribe."

  "Village Chief Chen Shen has prepared a whole set of cooperation plans with the murlocs, and will come to discuss with you in detail."

  When getting on the energy car, Su Mo gave a few more instructions.

  The few hours that should be said are almost finished, and the rest can be left to Chen Shen to deal with the follow-up.

  If there are resource points refreshed.

  In the early days of the fog, Hope Village may be too busy to take care of itself, and it still has to wait for a while to develop jointly.

  "Don't worry, my lord, the fearless murloc warriors will guard the tribe and wipe out all foreign enemies who dare to provoke."

  "As long as the expedition team we sent returns, the murlocs will continuously provide the territory with stable marine food resources."

  "I hope so."

  Su Mo shrugged, and took back the words that almost subconsciously came out of his mouth.

  The current territory is still more than 500 kilometers away from the ocean on the east coast of the New World.

  Even if the expedition team finds it, it will not help. The distance between the two sides is too far to establish a transportation route.

  However, the resource points are refreshed.

  Who can say for sure whether there will be lucky ones who will find valuable resources in the wild.

  The car started, and under the pious eyes of the murlocs, it drove towards the village.

   When they stumbled all the way back to the vicinity of Hope Village, the countdown on the game panel was almost at the end.

  00:23:19

  There are only more than 20 minutes left, and the specific information of the disaster will be announced.

  "Director, what's the situation, those murlocs"

  Chen Shen chased him out of the village, obviously he had discovered the "potential" of this group of murlocs long ago.

  "It's done, we can just compile it according to the plan."

  "Great!"

  Thinking that there will be hundreds of thousands of hard-working laborers ~IndoMTL.com~ The few people who followed Chen Shen also became excited.

  Especially Qiao Yuansheng, who hadn't come out of the shadow of the failure of the rollout of the identity system, his eyes lit up a little at this moment, and he didn't know what bad idea he was holding back.

  "The gray fog should not be lethal. After the details of the disaster are announced, you send veterans who are familiar with the terrain to mark the location of the fog on the map, and count the number and specific location as soon as possible."

  "No problem!" Chen Shen nodded.

  In Su Deben's vivid description of the details of negotiating with the murlocs, a group of people walked along the village road to the slightly poor meeting room of the board room, quietly waiting for the last time to pass.

  The fog appeared at 8:00 a.m., with an interval of eight hours.

  As the hour hand gradually points to "4".

  In an instant, the game panel automatically popped up, and the familiar beeping sound began to sound.

  "Announcement appeared!"

  “I see the tenth disaster is”

  "Thousand Illusion Fog, huh? What is this?!"

  (end of this chapter)