Blood on His Hands! After the Rain, the Sky Clears!

The disaster is over.

The tsunami has completely stopped, and the sea has returned to its original calm, without a single ripple.

The flames, which had been extinguished, reignited in the area where the Hope was docked.

After the live stream ended, there was no mercy shown, not even a thought of going over to talk to them.

With just eleven shells fired, the alien defensive line of 15,000 men collapsed immediately.

In the raging fire, they turned to ashes, which became some boxes floating on the sea.

The sky was foggy because of the ballistic missile explosion.

But this did not diminish the excitement in the hearts of every survivor of the fleet! After a short rest, the work of collecting the spoils of war resumed.

Through the "lighthouse" on top of the Hope, you can see people emerging from the water, their heads showing joy.

Su Mo and Lu Yongyi, the two highest-ranking officers of the Tundra Fleet, walked side by side on the Raft Ferry.

Behind them followed a dozen or so captains.

At this moment, Su Mo had removed all his armor and was only wearing a light sweatshirt and trousers. With his young and handsome face, he looked no different from a college student in civilized times.

Lu Yongyi, who was behind him, and the other captains also changed out of their blood-stained clothes and put on a brand new set of clothes.

Looking at the magnificent scene underwater, Lu Yongyi was like a child who had received a new toy, curiously observing and constantly marveling at it.

"Great! The disaster is finally over, and our ships have been repaired. Those alien races must be terrified now. Our human migration should be much smoother from now on. Su Mo, thank goodness you were here; otherwise, who knows what would have happened to them?"

"Director Lu, come on, what time is it? Are you really going to create another wave of sad atmosphere for us?"

Zhang Long caught up from behind, grinning smugly.

Lu Yongyi snapped out of his reverie, "That's right. The game is getting an update soon. Looking at this notification, we can finally breathe a sigh of relief in the next version. Although we'll lose some of the game's help, for humanity now, even if the game still exists, after this battle, there probably won't be many people willing to focus on its development."

As he said this, Lu Yongyi turned his head slightly.

Sensing his gaze, Su Mo understood and immediately nodded:

"That's right. When the next version launches, there will be no Trading Market, no world chat, and humanity will be completely isolated."

"Fortunately, most fleets have gathered quite a few people. In the remaining time, everyone can contact each other and get more people together. We don't have to worry about being caught off guard when the game function disappears. However, it will be difficult to see such a grand scene again in the future!"

Real Survival Version.

In a sense, this is not bad news for humanity today.

On the contrary, without the aids provided by games, humans can bring their focus back to reality and stop relying on various illusory functions.

Thanks to the relatively abundant marine life, as long as the disaster isn't too severe, humanity can survive the most difficult first six months.

The day when we develop and prosper is just around the corner!

Seeing that Su Mo seemed lost in thought with a slight smile on his face, Lu Yongyi pondered for a moment and slowly said, "By the way, Su Mo, I don't plan to take the fleet to the New Continent, but Director Long?"

"Um?"

Lu Yongyi nodded again. "Director Long sent me a message. He thinks something's wrong; it's a problem for all of us in this Human Destiny Community. They want to ask for your opinion. Now that the battle is over, we humans urgently need to face an important issue."

"After the Real Survival Version update, countless opportunities will arise in the New Continent, but for our human population, which has already lost 40%, the risks there are still too great. If another wave of collective disaster occurs, and we suffer similar losses again, life will likely become even more difficult."

"So now everyone is thinking about whether to seek refuge in the depths of the ocean, 10,000 kilometers away, where the disaster risk is only 40%. With the combat supplies we've accumulated this time, and the various rewards that will be distributed, the chances of survival there will be much higher."

The question raised by Lu Yongyi is a major issue that all of humanity needs to address immediately.

Opportunities are often accompanied by risks.

This ocean version has claimed the lives of over a billion people, and all the survivors have once again truly realized the cruelty of this game.

You can get the money, but you also have to be alive to spend it!

Arriving in the New Continent means experiencing 100% disaster; you might not survive more than a few waves and be instantly killed.

But if you go to the ocean and lie low, maybe a new opportunity will arise if you just hold on.

As you can see, those Holdfast Faction suffered the fewest casualties among humanity this time. Therefore, just over ten minutes after the battle, the leadership of the Human Destiny Community quickly passed a resolution, handing over the final decision-making power.

This is respect.

Unprecedented respect! Su God saved humanity, and humanity should also believe in... Su God!

Of course, if these people knew about the impending catastrophe in the New Continent, they certainly wouldn't have asked such a question.

Amidst the onslaught of frenzied alien zombies, without sufficient strength, the New Continent is Death Land.

"It's the kind of place where whoever goes dies!" After thinking for a moment, seeing Lu Yongyi's solemn face, Su Mo immediately stopped hesitating and smiled again, "When you asked me this question, didn't you already have the answer in your hearts? I certainly won't advise you to go to the New Continent. Instead, I want to tell you a fact."

"I was planning to wait until all the rewards had been distributed before I spoke up, but now it seems it's time to say it!"

With a wave of their hands, the advancing team stopped.

Without hiding anything from anyone, Su Mo quickly recounted the changes that would occur in the future after the alien race was "infected" with Biological Specificity Inhibitor.

From the initial changes to the subsequent continuous improvement in strength, it has given back to its predecessors.

Finally, they transform into zombies, capable of infecting both normal alien races and humans.

Although Su Mo did not exaggerate at all, the dozen or so captains listening still couldn't help but gasp, each of them looking terrified!

It's clear that although they said they were going to seek refuge in the deep ocean, they still secretly wanted to try their luck in the New Continent.

But now, after listening, they have reached a consensus.

Damn it! Anyone who goes there is an idiot.

Uh... except for Su God!

Realizing the importance of the matter, Lu Yongyi lost interest in continuing his stroll. After apologizing, he hurriedly ran towards a secluded spot.

He had obviously gone to report to Longqi.

This was the result Su Mo wanted to see, so he didn't stop them and continued leading everyone down the path.

Ten minutes later, after walking around the raft, everyone returned to the Tundra.

Here, Su Mo saw his "old" enemy, Ying Tianlong.

"Su Mo, you are the devil! They have all been deceived by you, deceived by your hypocritical performance. You are the culprit! It is because of you that humanity will perish!"

"You're an executioner, you've killed countless people, you're a villain, you're a hypocrite, you deserve to die!"

Tied to a chair, Ying Tianlong screamed like a madman.

With such force, the two crew members guarding behind him were caught off guard and the chair was flipped over.

Lying on the deck, Ying Tianlong continued to shout, but Shen Ke, who had been standing behind Su Mo, seemed to have discovered something.

He took two steps forward and swiftly brought down the knife.

Ying Tianlong's left and right hands immediately separated from his body.

Reddish-brown blood gushed from the breach, and the intense pain caused Ying Tianlong, who was still cursing on the ground, to scream in agony.

"Ying Tianlong, you still dare to use such tricks in front of me?"

"Don't even think about using the Game Panel to list your Storage Space in the market. You can't escape, and neither can the items in your core!"

"Believe it or not, with just one word from Su God, everything that was traded out of your core will be traded back exactly as it was."

They used the market to sell all their products as 1g of grain.

This is what most people would do before they die, so as not to benefit their enemies.

Ying Tianlong, being such a despicable person, naturally knew how to do this, but his acting skills were not up to par and he failed to fool Shen Ke's eyes.

"Heh, heh heh, Shen Ke, as expected of Shen Yitian's good niece. What a pity, what a pity, you're all living in a daze!"

"Haha, haven't you always wanted to know how Shen Yitian died?"

"He drew up designs for Su Mo, but refused to forge them, so I cut off his left hand. He still refused, so I cut off his right hand. He cursed me, so I cut off his legs. He scorned me, and I didn't even leave him with his third leg, I cut him off one by one."

Whoosh! Another sharp flash of blade light.

This time, Ying Tianlong shut up completely.

Blood gushed from his empty neck, and on his flying head, one could still see his manic smile before death, and a hint of resentment!

He died, humbled to the dust.

Where he died, a complete core burst forth.

Ying Tianlong, that bastard, didn't believe anyone from beginning to end. He never actually gave up on the Shelter Core!

"Su Mo, thank you... thank you for helping me."

"No, it's me who's sorry, Uncle Shen!"

Taking two steps forward, Su Mo embraced Shen Ke, whose tears were already welling up. He gently patted her back, his face also filled with grief.

Shen Yitian died an ordinary yet extraordinary death.

He didn't get to make a name for himself in the wasteland, but he still influenced many people, including the human Su God.

"One day, I will make everyone remember him; one day, I will make everyone remember these warriors who died before dawn!"

"Um!"

Wasteland time is 5 o'clock.

After inspecting the Tundra Fleet and taking the core of Ying Tianlong, Su Mo returned to the Hope.

He felt little satisfaction after killing his enemy.

But looking at Su Chan waiting on the deck, playing with Moore, his mood was like the sun shining after the rain.

I brought up the Game Panel and saw more than thirty prompts.

Without hesitation, Su Mo clicked on it directly.

This battle was incredibly difficult! All the survivors deserve a great reward!

Sorry for the late update. I haven't been feeling well lately. Thank you to all my readers for your continued support. Love you all!