"This is the result of our four centuries of research in Shelter No. 20."
"The ultimate weapon for cleaning up pollution sources."
"I gave it a name."
"Apocalypse."
The manager of Shelter No. 20 was leading everyone to stand in front of a transmission tower several dozen meters high.
The manager looked up at the tower and proudly introduced it to the hunters.
This place is located on the lower floor of the previous conference room.
Qin Ze discovered that Shelter No. 20 actually has a large space.
It's just that the space left for the residents of the shelter to move around is very small.
The rest of the space is all used for scientific research.
Next to the transmission tower is a transparent glass curtain wall.
Several machines inside are constantly running, making a buzzing sound.
These machines are surrounded by a faint light, like a sun that is about to go out.
Qin Ze couldn't help but ask curiously: "What is that?"
The manager snorted coldly: "Still pretending."
The short and thin man explained: "The nuclear fusion reactor is used to supply energy for the entire shelter."
"There is not much energy left in it, and it is only enough for one launch of Apocalypse."
Qin Ze asked again: "Does every shelter have one?"
The short and thin man nodded: "The fuel reserves are different."
"The earlier the shelter is opened, the less fuel it has."
Bianbian Piaoshui interrupted: "It took you four centuries to research this. Aren't the previous shelters given away for nothing?"
The manager turned his head aside when he heard this.
The short and thin man sighed: "The source of pollution, that is, the current king, will become stronger as he continues to pollute living beings."
"Entering the shelter is to protect the survivors on the one hand, and more importantly to prevent the king from becoming stronger."
"The shelter plan was launched too hastily, and the fuel prepared is limited."
"We can only use this method of opening in batches."
"Buy more time for the shelters behind."
The manager turned and walked outside: "Don't waste time with them, a group of losers who don't even want to tell the serial number of the shelter."
"Let them see tomorrow how we use Apocalypse to clean up this world."
After the manager left, the short and thin man explained to everyone: "He has no ill intentions, but he is under too much pressure."
"We are actually... the last shelter."
The hunters were speechless.
They couldn't help but look at the Apocalypse launch tower not far away.
If Apocalypse is ineffective, humans will completely disappear from this world.
The short and thin man smiled carefreely: "There is still a little backup energy and 100,000 fertilized eggs on the next floor."
"If Apocalypse fails, the shelter program will automatically hatch."
Let's not talk about whether all 100,000 fertilized eggs can be hatched.
Even if they are all hatched, what can they do?
Society has been broken, and there is no technological support.
Even the four-century shelter can't fight against the king.
Can a group of "primitives" really continue the fire?
No one knows.
...
"Have you arranged a place for them?"
In the manager's office, the man has been watching the surveillance footage of the Apocalypse launch tower.
The short and thin man nodded: "Next to you, it's a temporary rest room."
The manager turned the chair: "Are they really not residents of the shelter?"
After a moment of silence, the short and thin man shook his head: "I don't know either."
The manager murmured to himself: "The young man in white gives me a very familiar feeling, especially the unstoppable sword intent."
After sleeping for four centuries and just waking up, his past memories are a bit confused, and he can't remember many things clearly.
The short and thin man was puzzled: "Why are you so anxious to take them to see the Apocalypse?"
"I can feel that you don't trust them."
The manager sighed: "No matter how much we don't trust them, we are compatriots. And only if they see our strong strength will they stay."
"To be honest, I don't know whether the Apocalypse is useful or not."
"This group of people is very strong, especially the white swordsman."
"If we keep them, our chances of winning will increase a few points."
The short and thin man nodded: "I know."
The manager waved his hand: "Tell everyone about the situation outside."
"Also notify them that tomorrow is the last battle."
...
"This manager is very arrogant and awesome!"
"If you don't know, you would think he is the king."
The edge paddler paced around the room, complaining about the manager's bad attitude just now.
The fairy smiled and said, "Go beat him up and help us vent our anger. We will give you all the help except for the help."
The Taoist priest patted the edge paddling on the shoulder and said, "Level 9 peak, keep going, I'm rooting for you."
The edge paddling was immediately deflated.
Lu Tongtong whispered, "I thinkHe is a nice guy. We just arrived at the shelter, and he took us to see the killer weapon they have prepared for four hundred years. "
The fairy touched her head: "Little Deer, don't think too well of strangers."
"He saw Yao Yuan's strength and showed us his strength so that we can stay and help them fight against Wang."
Lu Tongtong opened her eyes wide.
Is the world of adults so complicated?
Qin Ze looked at Brother Yuan Zi, who was out of tune with the surrounding painting style, and asked: "Brother... Brother, can you beat him?"
Brother Yuan Zi replied calmly: "Fifty-fifty."
Qin Ze gave a thumbs up.
Sure enough, with Brother Yuan Zi here, there is no surprise.
The scholar analyzed: "Wang's strength is estimated to be just a little bit above the peak of level nine."
"If he reaches the demigod level, these shelters cannot be hidden underground for so long."
"With the warriors of Shelter No. 20 and that Apocalypse, we have the strength to fight. "
"What I am more concerned about now is who those people in Huanshan are, and whether we should clean them up together."
Qin Ze said, "The hunting mission is to find the source of pollution and clean it up. Huanshan can only be considered polluted, not the source."
The scholar nodded, "It's better this way."
The fairy hugged the drowsy Lu Tongtong and said, "Let's all rest. Tomorrow will be a fierce battle."
The hunters lay down on their beds to rest.
In the early hours of the morning, a hurried sound of footsteps sounded outside the door.
The hunters' attention was attracted.
The scholar made a gesture of silence and slowly leaned to the door.
"It's a scavenger."
Everyone quickly came around the scholar and looked out.
In the corridor, a ragged scavenger was escorted by several high-level warriors and walked slowly.
Looking at the direction they were going, it should be the manager's office.
The scholar: "Speak of the devil, and the devil will appear. "
Qin Ze frowned slightly.
The battle was imminent, and the polluters around the mountain appeared.
Is it a compatriot, or an enemy?
The edge of the water said: "Could it be that they want Shelter No. 20 to join them?"
The fairy rolled her eyes at him: "Don't worry, the managers here won't be so crazy."
When everyone was talking about the scavengers' intentions, the voice of the short and thin man came from outside the door.
"Everyone, our manager wants to see you. There is something important to discuss."