"When will these days ever end? The rain still shows no sign of stopping here."
"Acid rain is already this terrifying. I can't imagine what things will be like in the future."
"Holy crap, go check the livestream page! Our China Shelter has reached the top!"
"China Shelter reached the top???"
"No!!! It's Su Mo's shelter! Holy crap, it's completely crushing Zeus Shelter!"
The people who had been lamenting the apocalypse in World Channel were suddenly swept up in the excitement. For a moment, the World Channel chat—which had still been flooding the screen—fell silent! In its place came the countless people pouring into Disaster Resistance Channel!
At that moment, Su Mo's livestream was prominently displayed on the first page.
Title—Act on behalf of Heaven.
A fierce, clawing character meaning "splendor" was written beside the room's name, resembling a soaring dragon and inspiring awe.
After entering the livestream and seeing the shelter below through the overhead camera—
Whoosh! In an instant, the barrage surged forth like a flood pouring from a breached dam.
"Holy crap, am I seeing this right? This is a shelter built by our Chinese people?"
"My God, look above his shelter! Those are drainage channels built from stone. There are three of them!"
"How many people are in Su God's shelter? I want to join Su God's shelter while I'm still alive!"
"There's finally an underground shelter among the top ten! I thought no one would choose to build underground!"
For a time, the new viewers who poured in all began discussing it excitedly.
The underground shelter that had suddenly appeared was incredibly novel, leaving those who had spent the entire day looking at aboveground shelters sighing in amazement.
However, an ill-timed barrage suddenly appeared on the screen.
"Hehehe, so this is China's shelter? In weather like this, they're still forcing shelter members to go out on duty. Trash!"
"Trash Zeus Shelter above, are you jealous as hell? I'll give you a slash!"
"Still laughing, huh? I'll tear that mouth apart. Why don't you check the ratings and see how much higher our Chinese shelter's score is than your trash shelter?"
"Trash America, get out of our shelter's livestream! You're not welcome here!"
Inside Zeus Shelter.
"That Chinese man is despicable. He must have prepared everything long ago, just waiting to suddenly reach the top, attract attention, and recruit members."
Seeing countless hot-tempered men spewing insults, Zeus's spokesman, the bearded man, completely lost his temper! His thoughts flew across the screen as he typed.
However, every time he sent a message, hundreds or thousands of rebuttals immediately flooded in.
"Damn it! A trash shelter like theirs will be destroyed by the disaster sooner or later!"
The bearded man smashed the wooden cup in his hand against the floor. He was so furious that he nearly burst a blood vessel.
It wasn't just the netizens losing their tempers. More than anything, they simply couldn't believe that any shelter could be built so much better than theirs. "Bazel, don't rush. His shelter is on the plains. Maybe he got lucky and found some kind of item, which is why it developed so quickly."
"When it comes to shelter construction, he can't compare to us at all! Just look at our scale!"
"No one understands shelter construction better than I do!"
Sitting beside Bazel, an elegant, middle-aged man with a head of blond hair spoke softly.
"I'm just pissed. Shit."
Bazel the bearded man had just been about to speak when, in the next second, he saw the scene in the livestream. His words caught in his throat.
Under the pitch-black rainy sky, every livestream viewer watched as a figure crawled out from behind the shelter. Like a ghost, he silently approached the five-man group everyone had mistaken for "shelter members."
Although they couldn't zoom in or change the viewing distance, everyone could clearly see the weapon in Su Mo's hands from this angle.
"It's a crossbow! A Rapid Crossbow! Someone can actually make this thing by hand? That's freaking ridiculous!"
"Wait, I'd believe you if you said Su God was a Level 8 Fitter, but it's only been a few days! He already has a weapon of mass destruction?"
"Those five people don't seem to be from Su God's shelter, do they???"
"Everyone's only paying attention to the weapon, but I'm the only one who noticed that there's another path out behind Su God's shelter?"
"I'm on my knees, I'm on my knees! How huge a team would it take to build a super shelter like this?"
"Su God's raincoat is way more advanced than ours. Boohoo, comparing yourself to others will drive you insane!"
Watching the scene before them, which looked like something out of a blockbuster, along with Su Mo's agile movements, the livestream's popularity continued to soar.
It was nighttime, and only a few people in especially difficult situations had yet to enter the livestream page.
At that moment, billions of people around the world were watching this livestream of slaughter.
When the first crossbow bolt pierced Scarface's body—
And after they witnessed his final clash with Huang Biao, ending with Huang Biao being killed effortlessly—everyone who had watched the entire scene was completely dumbfounded.
Decisive.
Killing without batting an eye.
Executioner.
Demon King.
China's number-one shelter.
Armed to the teeth.
Elegant.
Dream lover (strike that last one!).
After countless labels appeared on the same person, Su Mo's identity seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, making the truth beneath impossible to discern! Which one was Su Mo? Perhaps all of them. Perhaps none of them.
As Su Mo walked step by step back to the shelter's high ground—
The camera moved with him, and everyone saw with their own eyes what a true underground shelter looked like.
A sturdy stone door stood upon the earth. Its precise structure and archaic patterns were clearly beyond what human hands could create.
Through the pit dug beside the stone door, thick stone walls could be seen coiling across the ground, giving anyone who saw them an overwhelming sense of security.
Three stone drainage channels, resembling claw marks, were scattered across the back of the hill, channeling all the pouring acid rain into the Acid Rain Lake below.
Several corpses lay sprawled near the shelter. All of this had happened in less than twenty minutes.
The next moment, as the camera drew closer again, everyone excitedly assumed that Su Mo was about to speak, explain the shelter, and rally people together.
With a crackle, the shelter's livestream page turned black.
The notice above it also changed to: The streamer is temporarily unavailable. You will be notified when the stream resumes.
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"Is Su God really this aloof? So this is the bearing of a worldly master! I'm in awe!"
"Wasn't something missing? I'm willing to join Su God's shelter unconditionally. I'd even work eighteen hours a day!"
"I'd charge straight in! I'd even work overtime on Saturdays and Sundays! I just want to live in a shelter like this!"
"Do you think this shelter might only have Su Mo in it? Maybe that's why he has no intention of recruiting members."
"No way. Could a single person really build such a massive, sturdy shelter???"
"Does anyone remember that on the first day, Su God hung up water to sell, and even bought Chen Ping An's old dog's compendium?"
"That old dog Chen Ping An is truly inhuman!"
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Everyone was dumbfounded when Su Mo shut down the livestream without saying a word.
In most private chat messages, the two words "Su Mo" became a hot topic. Almost everyone was discussing what they had just seen and heard.
The only underground shelter!
A murderous demon king! If Weibo still existed, what happened tonight would definitely have soared to the top and firmly occupied the number-one trending spot.
This chapter was just a transition to organize the outline. The novice period was about to end, and true wasteland survival was about to begin: frantically scavenging trash, taking up Farming Genre, and... raising the curtain on the wasteland world!
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