The Age of Collapse! The World Trembles!

Acid rain, blizzards, and plants growing wildly.

So far, all the first wave of humans who traveled to the wasteland have survived three disasters.

Correspondingly, all the initial "pioneers" were allowed to speak three times in the world chat.

Because of last night's torrential rain and the impending disaster.

Even though it was the quietest time of day in the morning, the chat in the world was still quite fast, with many people talking about the torrential rain in various places.

With three days left until the disaster, those who had built ships were basically in the final testing phase, while those who didn't have ships were at the critical moment of their last struggle.

But it is precisely at times like these that the World Channel is able to reflect the current "chaos".

Without saying a word, with twenty minutes to go before nine o'clock, Su Mo calmed down and carefully observed and searched for the current public opinion situation in the wasteland.

"Anyone near XX location? Let's go beat up those bastards from the duckBB Shelter! I saw them colluding with the aliens last night, they're practically family now!"

"Damn, this shelter is still alive? My buddies were tricked into opening the door to their shelter by these bastards, and then they were attacked from the inside by alien races. I don't believe that no one has done anything about this kind of shelter yet?"

"The authorities? Are you drunk? Do they have time to deal with this? Everyone's waiting to board the ship, waiting to set sail, where would they find the time! But putting everything else aside, those who collude with alien races should all die first!"

"A refuge in the sea, a 32.5- Golden Sandboat, 18 armed soldiers, 46 standard sailors, location XXX, currently 12 seats remaining, one Ship Ticket for 3 tons of supplies, come if you know what you're doing, poor people don't add me as a friend, I'm here to survive, not to do charity!"

"A Golden Sandboat, always shouting, what the hell? Red Sea Shelter, 49-meter Sailing Battleship, still need 122 positions. You don't need resources, you don't need to be a strong fighter, as long as you are familiar with the water and know how to maintain ships, we are recruiting indefinitely, food and lodging provided, and core personnel will also get a family member position. If you are interested, just add me as a friend on DM."

"By the way, we're not going to the New Continent. We're going to fight alien races. Those who want to board the ship and live a life of ignominy, step aside. Don't wait until we're ready to sacrifice our own family for the greater good!"

"Four hundred-year-old oak logs, only fifty left in stock. Once they're gone, it's over! If you're still short of wood, hurry to the market and grab them!"

"Holy Light Salvation Shelter is recruiting skilled fighters. Requirements include bringing two months' worth of rations, being physically strong, and preferably having firearms skills. Once approved, you will be issued firearms upon entering the shelter, and you will receive 82% of the profits from naval battles!"

"Any raft buddies out there want to team up? My location is XX. If you're interested, just get in touch! Let's go to the New Continent together!"

"Hey upstairs, don't let me catch you, you blondie. What the hell are you? I've seen you fishing so many times these past few days. Still fishing? Do you really think we're blind?"

"What era are we in? You still believe in cooperation? You still trust others? If you dare to let someone in today, they could be cooking you tomorrow. Get your heads together! This isn't Earth, this isn't a peaceful era anymore. This is a wasteland! A wasteland that eats people!"

"China Three Jin Shelter, Location XX, 44.5-meter Sailing Battleship, currently has 85 spots available. Chinese people nearby, hurry up and come! We don't need you to pay any supplies or have any skills. As long as you are Chinese, of good character, willing to work hard, you can join for free. If you are within 50 kilometers of the location, we can also escort you there for free!"

"Damn, I'm so envious of Chinese people! I'm so jealous!"

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A stream of information flashed before Su Mo's eyes, and the current situation reflected in it made Su Mo frown.

If the wasteland could maintain a delicate balance before the deadly thunderstorm, then after one night...

When everyone realized that the disaster was not a joke or a game, but was really approaching, they went crazy! Overnight, all sorts of bizarre statements that had never been seen before sprang up like mushrooms after rain, extremely jarring.

Even though Su Mo would come in every two days to check on things, he had never seen such a crazy scene! Murder and robbery (of ships), collusion with alien races, entrapment, infighting, opportunism, and all sorts of dirty things that were done in secret but never made public before, have all come out.

And they don't care at all what other people think!

This situation is infinitely worse than when everyone first arrived here.

Now, it's as if we've truly entered the apocalypse; everyone has completely lost their moral compass and begun a resurgence of their bestial nature.

"Without order, the rules that have been weighing on everyone's hearts have begun to crumble rapidly in the past two months."

"People have stopped believing in the government and other organizations that can save them."

"Without profit, ability, or resources, ordinary people are just trash in this wasteland, cheaper than a piece of oak. Apart from family, no one cares whether you're alive or dead tomorrow!"

"The true Survival of the Fittest among animals has finally begun!"

After uttering the true form of the wasteland, word by word, even though he was wearing Combat Suit and sitting in the warm third basement level, Su Mo felt a chill run through his body.

Disorder came too fast!

It arrived at least four or five months earlier than expected! And now, after clarifying the current situation, Su Mo has realized with shock that the real threat to humanity from this Ocean Disaster is not that it will drift across the ocean!

Instead, it hastened the chaos, bringing it to a terrifying start! In the chaos, the primal instincts within everyone erupted without restraint! There was no longer time for you to slowly accumulate resources or Farming Genre your resources to reach the New Continent.

If you want to survive, you have to ambush others and seize their supplies.

Otherwise, you'll be the one who dies!

Is this cruel?

This is cruel!

It's so brutal that if this happened on Earth, it would definitely provoke countless people to stand up and fiercely criticize it! But this is the apocalypse, this is the wasteland! The humility, politeness, and mutual trust that are ingrained in the genes of civilized humanity have been rapidly eliminated under this high pressure within just two months.

Instead, it will be a matter of natural selection, survival of the fittest! From now on, the scene where everyone could trust each other and stick together when they first arrived in the wasteland will be gone forever.

No one will be so naive as to believe that others are good people anymore, and no one will entrust their backs to strangers! Even on the high seas, if two rafts meet, there will be no other outcome! This collapse of order belongs to all of humanity; it is inevitable, and no one can stop it, not even the "Su God" that everyone talks about!

No country stepped forward to support it, and no powerful military came forward to endorse it.

Before heading to the New Continent, Su Mo could foresee just how chaotic the seas would be this time.

Fortunately, the proportion of Chinese people among all the frenzied crowds is still much smaller.

The unique spirit of unity among the Chinese people enabled everyone to quickly band together despite initial misunderstandings from people from other countries.

Now, many of China's refugees have perfectly demonstrated the advantages of this early collaboration.

Women and children can contribute their points to the development of the shelter, learn handicrafts, and help alleviate the pressure of the shelter's development.

Meanwhile, the men can use the points earned by women and children to acquire more superior equipment, thereby enhancing their combat capabilities and allowing them to focus their energy solely on battle.

With a clear division of labor, those fighting on the front lines have something to worry about, and those working inside have something to look forward to. Everyone is hopeful and looks forward to a better tomorrow! Of course, in addition to all of this, we also need to add Su God.

With the sense of honor brought by Su God's powerful strength, all Chinese people still have full confidence in returning home.

This is an advantage unique to China, and a miracle that no other country can ever replicate.

"It seems I was too optimistic about the state of the wasteland because of Hope Village."

"But this is for the best. The more thoroughly we go crazy now, the faster we'll come to our senses later. It's not a bad thing."

"It was just too rushed!"

Stroking his stubble, Su Mo felt little moved by these humans who had gone so far as to collude with other races.

In the wasteland, if you choose to give up on yourself, then no one else has any reason to save you.

Not everyone is God, nor is everyone a saint.

At the very least, Su Mo already harbored the intention to kill these people!

Without choosing to continue browsing, and realizing that there were only three minutes left until nine o'clock, Su Mo had a sudden thought, closed the Game Panel, and began to rest with his eyes closed.

At the same time, Su Mo took out a speech draft that had been prepared the night before and placed it in front of him.

Su Mo didn't want to waste any more words or do anything impulsive that might affect the future of Heaven Stealing Secret's Secrets.

The game chat channel at 9 o'clock was also mainly filled with notifications!

[Su Mo: Greetings to all survivors in the wasteland. I am Su Mo, a survivor like you. With three days left until the catastrophe, I'm happy to meet you all again in the chat channel. Of course, I wish we weren't meeting today, but unfortunately, I've received a very important message, a message concerning the life and death of our human race. After much deliberation, I've decided to share this message free of charge with everyone living in the wasteland. I will announce this message in five minutes. You can immediately notify your relatives, friends, and those around you. I will only share this message once, so whether you survive this catastrophe depends on you!]

A single post can have a maximum of 300 characters.

However, any message exceeding 100 characters will be considered a long message by the game.

Short posts are checked for no spam or advertising, but long posts are checked, and the checks are very strict!

If you post such a long message, and the game determines it to be spam, it will be automatically blocked, and no one will see it even if you post it again.

This method is an ultimate measure that is countless times more ruthless than silencing people.

It is precisely this method that makes it so intuitive that almost no one dares to send such long paragraphs in the chat channel.

Therefore, as soon as Su Mo's message appeared, before anyone could even see who the speaker was or what he was saying, it caused the first sensation.

What kind of time is this to send out long ads? What an idiot!

With this in mind, everyone looked at the spokesperson with schadenfreude, but that one look... and things exploded!

The golden yellow, the same No. 1 title as the emperor, and the two incredibly familiar Chinese characters—for countless wasteland humans who dreamt of being the Su God, this scene was absolutely explosive!

Just like the previous chat interface lag where everyone's messages stopped scrolling down, this time the chat interface also crashed without any significant game intervention! No new messages appeared in the chat interface, and the last message in everyone's Game Panel chat channel was Su Mo's message!

The language is very straightforward. In order to make it understandable to people from other countries after machine translation, Su Mo did not use some of the more obscure Chinese idioms, but tried his best to express the meaning.

But it was precisely this that caused an instant sensation throughout the wasteland! After Su Mo spoke in the regional chat, everyone shouted to get up and see what the gods were like.

This time, the entire wasteland was truly blown up!

No matter where you are, no matter what you are doing, no matter whether you have time or not!

At this moment, everyone, get into the world chat! Meanwhile, Su Mo, the instigator, had already quickly prepared his second message.

In this statement, using only 300 words, Su Mo expressed the intensity of the Ocean Downpour every minute using concise data.

Although ordinary people may not understand these data languages, Su Mo believes that with such popularity, experts will soon come out to interpret them.

At that time, all ordinary people will clearly know what kind of disaster they will face in three days, and will also have a preliminary understanding of how to get through this disaster.

Five minutes later, seeing that there was still no response from the world chat, Su Mo paused and tried clicking send.

The message was sent out smoothly! Whoosh! During a time when other people couldn't even post their messages, Su Mo's message reappeared.

This privileged treatment was something that everyone hadn't even had a chance to envy before.

After scanning the information revealed in this statement, they were completely stunned!

What? A torrential downpour with a flow rate exceeding 3000 mm within 14 minutes? And then, after the fifteenth minute, we'll be hit by an unreasonable, sudden, and 10-second Waterfall Rainstorm?

Besides that, we also have to endure cannonball-like attacks from the reefs? Unable to speak, everyone could only express their shock in the Area Channel and ask in private messages what these data represented.

But they all had one thing in common: no one chose to question the authenticity of the story.

Yes, nobody!

Even in large, Official Shelter, there was no doubt whatsoever! The reason was simple.

Everyone knows that Ocean Disaster is coming and that sea levels will rise, but so far, apart from Su Mo and the management of Hope Village, no one has taken any action.

No one knows exactly how this seawater will arrive.

Before Su Mo spoke, almost every day, every moment, people were speculating about the coming of the ocean! From the torrential rain like Noah's Ark, to the overwhelming flood, to the direct rise of water on the ground. Human imagination is rich, but no one has ever dared to think that in this disaster there would be such terrifying Waterfall Rainstorm, such a "brainless" disaster that disregards human life.

"Shipyard, hurry up! We'll all die if we don't fix the shipyard!"

"Damn it, our ship is unprotected, we're doomed!"

"Damn it, you bastard wasteland, I'll give you two punches!"

"Is this a disaster that carbon-based life forms could conceive of?"

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After waiting for more than ten minutes, Su Mo nodded upon seeing the message that appeared the moment the world chat was repaired, but did not use his last chance to speak again.

The effect of this speech has perfectly met expectations.

Over the next three days, both humans and other races will have time to prepare.

If handled properly, there is still a chance to "survive".

As the instigator, Su Mo will have one last thing weighing on him in the next three days.

"Pei Shao, let's go!"

"Before I give the order, do not return to the 12 o'clock position in the depression, no matter what happens!"