I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 752: Lake Hut

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March 1st, the month of disaster hits as scheduled.

Swamp crabs began to wake up from hibernation one after another, their heads popping out of the shallows and began to log on to the beach. The biological instincts of hunger and reproduction drive these creatures forward. Any creature will be foraged, even the death claws, will not dare to create in front of these monsters that eat everything.

On the beach of despair, graphene cables tied into triangular thorn-shaped wooden piles are listed on the beach, and the wooden piles are connected with wire fences, just like a tank trap.

This is the idea devised by Li Wang ’s lieutenant. Although it looks stupid, it works unexpectedly. These wooden piles may not pierce the carapace of the mud crab, but they are heavy enough and strong enough. For creatures with short legs, such as mud swamps, either the wooden pile can only be removed, or the wooden piles embedded in the sand can only be pushed forward.

Before the fence is built, this method can only be used to block the pace of mud crabs for the time being. The supply line from Yizhou Island to Wanghai City is too long, the number of "Fireball-1" is limited, and rocket coverage must be used in key places.

The soldiers of NAC attacked the mud crabs trying to cross the line of defense with the help of bunkers made of wooden posts.

More and more wooden piles are thrown on the beach to buy time for the construction of the surrounding wall. The rocket intermittently tilted the fire and rain towards the beach, giving soldiers fighting on the front line a breathing opportunity.

In the expeditionary fortress, in addition to artillery and a small number of logistics personnel, non-combat units have begun to evacuate from the airship.

Lin Ling stood pale in the cockpit of the Order, looking in the direction of the desperate beach. The tide-like marsh crabs formed a dark green steel torrent, squeezing the defense line of NAC soldiers a little bit ...

Putting her small hand tightly on her chest, she turned her gaze to the direction of Datun Mountain, and her small mouth murmured the same sentence repeatedly.

"Great changes ... perhaps don't be okay."

......

That is a log cabin, located next to the resort ’s Qingshui Lake. It wasn't until he saw the rusty brand that Jiang Chen knew why the name of the nuclear power plant was not called Datunshan Nuclear Power Plant, but the name of clean water.

There are obviously houses everywhere outside, but I do n’t know why he built this wooden house by the lake.

The decaying wooden door was pushed open, and a damp, musty smell came across.

Jiang Chen stepped into the house and looked at the structure of the wooden house.

The pots and pans are all available, but it does n’t look like someone has lived. Thick cobwebs were formed in the corners of the room, moss and mushrooms were randomly growing in the corners of the room, and cockroaches the size of the feet quickly entered the cave, showing the desolation of this place.

Beside the cupboard, there is a pile of nutrient mixture, and several pieces of pickled mud swamp crab. It can be seen that this should be his hiding place in the disaster month, if you do not enter the refuge, this is indeed a good place to take refuge

A yellowish diary was placed on the wooden house table. Jiang Chen picked up the diary, shook off the dust on the cover, and read the contents of the diary.

This diary was written after he was expelled from the nuclear power plant and recorded his adventures over the years. Unlike the notebook on which the map was drawn, the text recorded in this diary is very neat and the writing is very delicate, and it is completely impossible to associate it with the murderous devil.

The style of the diary is very casual. While recording what he saw and heard on Yizhou Island, he even spent a whole chapter describing the feeling of eating for the first time. Even looking at the pale text, Jiang Chen felt a little tumbling in his stomach.

When he was betrayed by someone he had guarded, he moved from "order neutrality" to a "chaotic evil" camp. No longer suppressing the hunger for blood, but conforming to this hunger and perfectly playing the role of the devil. Use the identity of an intelligence dealer to drop the bait, hunt every survivor close to Datun Mountain, and hunt every prey that fell into the trap.

However, Captain Qin Chuan, Mole, Wumo, the man with the triple identity eventually died at the secret door he guarded.

In the last few pages of the diary, Jiang Chen wished to find his record about the third layer of genetic code.

According to his description, when he ate the 100th heart, a strange mutation appeared on his body. He got the instrument from the hospital, sequenced his blood, and finally found that his V127 mutant, the cannibal gene, had further mutations, which stimulated the hidden genes to unlock the third layer.

"Cannibal evolution? That's too ridiculous." Jiang Chen couldn't help vomiting and put down his diary.

It seems that everyone has a different path of evolution. The reason for Boyu's evolution to the third level is probably based on the beliefs of believers, and the reason for the evolution of this fog demon is because of cannibalism. Jiang Chen couldn't help thinking, what was his way to the third floor.

Leave the diary in this wooden house, Jiang Chen found the blood sample he used for gene sequencing, and left here.

Back in the resort, under the leadership of the guard sent by Zhao Tianyu, he found the truck with five nuclear fusion generators.

These generators are not as big as he thought, and each is only the size of a wardrobe. Five generators and more than a dozen deuterium storage tanks just filled the truck's large cargo box, and could no longer hold a trace of space. Without much farewell left, Jiang Chen started the truck after taking the car key and headed down the mountain.

The visibility in foggy days is low, and Jiang Chen is very slow and careful.

Having reached the mountainside, he glanced at the rearview mirror and confirmed that no one was following, and stopped the truck on the roadside.

Get out of the car and board, and saw his hand put on the nuclear fusion generator, and the generator was put into the storage space by him. After moving all the trucks back to the present world, Jiang Chen temporarily placed them in the backyard of the Corro Island Villa, and then found Aisha who was working out in the gym.

"Has the matter over there been settled yet?" Aisha asked softly with a towel to wipe away the sweat beads on her forehead and walked to Jiang Chen's side.

"It ’s almost done. Help me to do something. I put five machines in the backyard and a dozen cans of nuclear fuel. Let the ghost agents come and transport these things to Crescent Island ’s underground facilities. Go. "

"Leave it to me," Aisha nodded seriously.

Jiang Chen didn't want to have enough nuclear fuel in his backyard to blow up the entire island. Although the nuclear fuel storage technology in the 22nd century was safe, there was always a pimple in his heart.

After Aisha went out, Jiang Chen suddenly felt a little hungry, so she went to the kitchen and brought out a box of pasta and a bottle of champagne from inside. Sitting on the sofa in the living room, he hastily solved the lunch. After he was full of food, he started to cross and returned to the end. (To be continued.)