Global Wasteland: Unlimited Upgrades for Vaults

Not to mention the money for reading, the main thing is to chase after the book for a long time, spend time, effort and emotion, and wait for it to be cut off suddenly.

It's like a bowl of noodles, full of color, fragrance, and taste, and it's like it's scattered on the ground as soon as it's served.

But now, after becoming an author, Sanjin also feels that about a million words is a huge bottleneck for newcomers.

When I was writing a book for the first time, I crossed the river by feeling the stones in many places. I was afraid that some places would not be perfect, and I was afraid that many places would be overwritten.

This feeling of walking on thin ice and trembling, to be honest, is very uncomfortable.

Sometimes I want to push the plot quickly, just take all the details, and tell a story of passionate and invincible upgrades.

Sometimes I don't want to be content with mediocrity, and I want to complete the foreshadowing and shaping as much as possible in the early stage.

But as the Djinn said:

At a million words, the protagonists of many books have grown to destroy stars with one hand, talking and laughing to the extent that they picked galaxies for fun.

However, the way of talking, behaving, and thinking between the characters are still ordinary people.

It's still killing people and seizing treasures, intrigues and deceptions, and it's not forceful at all.

Such a plot not only looks empty and boring, unreasonable, and the emperor carries a golden pole.

And it's extraordinarily...boring.

So, please rest assured that this is probably not a good farming sci-fi work (I am sure), but I will definitely give it a perfect start, development, and end.

In the first book, many people compromised, but Sanjin was unwilling to compromise.

One day off, I'm going to break through myself!

I am grateful to every reader who followed the book here, and also to everyone who made criticisms in the comment area.

During the epidemic, do a good job of protection, and everyone quietly waits for the time to arrive on the first page of the book. (funny~~)

Chapter 364 Complements the foundation, rich invisible harvest

After an hour, you guys...understand~~

cold, icy cold.

As if the whole body is in the ice and snow, there is no warm object that can bring Suma a little warmth.

Even other parts of the body do not feel the existence.

Eyelids are as heavy as lead.

"Am I dead..."

"It turns out that death feels like this!"

Su Mo thought he should be dead.

After sacrificing one by one with his brothers who were born and died in the past ten years, he finally fell into the hands of an increasingly powerful mutant beast.

Ten years ago, when the first rays of evolution shone on Earth, mutations began.

Dead humans become zombies in the movie.

For five full years, when all human beings were able to survive in the hands of zombies, they discovered even more frightening things.

Beasts in the wild are more terrifying than zombies. They have evolved into bloodthirsty mutant beasts.

The reproductive ability of mutant beasts is extremely strong, especially low-level mutant beasts, and hundreds of mutant beasts can be born in a litter.

Where there are them, the refuges built by countless humans have been breached one after another.

Thinking of this, Su Mo couldn't help feeling a little sad.

The shelter he was in was established by "Ten Fist", one of China's top ten powerhouses.

As the warrior with the strongest attack power, Su Mo didn't see ten punches before he died.

But as long as you are not blind, you can see the two mutant beasts towering into the sky outside the city.

Tenth-order mutant beasts "Cangjin Demon Ape" and "Sea Wing Dapeng".

Su Mo's thoughts are still stretching, but a moist, warm, unbelievable warmth, miraculously began to swim slowly on his body.

At first, this feeling was only faint, slight, and difficult to capture, but gradually, the sensory stimulation became clearer and clearer.

This is?Do you feel like dying?

seem!

It's not that unacceptable either.

Even, it is crispy and numb, and a little comfortable.

The recovery of the sense of touch is like a dry canal being reintroduced with running water. It is a gradual process from moistening the cracked land to wetting to storing water.

With all this unfolding, Su Mo's perception of the outside world became more and more sensitive.

He could feel his hands, his feet, and his eyelids getting lighter and lighter.

A strange thought began to emerge from consciousness.

Su Mo began to doubt.

Yourself?

really dead?

Could it be that the pain caused by the moment he was bitten to death by a mutant beast wasn't real?

No one knows what the world after death is like. Even the top ten powerhouses don't have the ability to resurrect. What's more, it's just everyone's imagination about the world after death.

After all, dead people cannot stand up and give a speech about how wonderful the world after death is.

Su Mo started to try to do something, the first thing he did was to open his eyes.

At this time, he felt like a foolish old man moved mountains. On the one hand, the perception of various parts of the body was recovering rapidly, and on the other hand, his eyelids seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't open them no matter what.

It seemed that he had fallen into a state of being pressed by ghosts, and wanted to resist, but there was only silent resistance left.

In this state, time seems to be a non-existent concept.

Except for the gradually clear voice in nothingness.