Apocalypse: Don't panic, I have a Devil Fruit

When the fog cleared for the second time, Zhao Ting was ready for the restoration of communications.

Even just now, drones were used in the clearance of reservoir areas and residential buildings.

Previously, the drone's wireless signal was interfered with by a large amount of chaotic life energy emanating from the air and could not be transmitted.

Therefore, when the drone can be used, Zhao Ting knows that communication is almost restored.

However, the current communication quality is not enough, and there is still some interference, resulting in strong noise.

Over the next few months, the remaining official government agencies around the world will come together and use the resources they have to launch Starlink with great difficulty, resulting in a rudimentary hardened communications network with global coverage.

At that time, people will be able to use mobile phones to communicate, and of course only for delayed calls, and it will be impossible to restore the Internet before the end.

This is a good thing, and even Zhao Ting himself wants to participate in it and use his ability to help the official complete the new communication network faster and better.

However, there are also subtle downsides to this matter.

That is, after the communication was restored, the official began to call for gathering, and the major sporadic survivor bases were among the calls.

There is no doubt that after experiencing the bloody chaos of the apocalypse, the survivors are undoubtedly more eager to go to the officially created shelter or base.

All shelter leaders, including themselves, have to face a problem – do they listen to orders!

and, of course, they can say with certainty – never.

Because only you know that these official survivor bases, although they have gathered a large number of people, are also more vulnerable to attacks by monster groups.

In the future, the entire Blue Star will erupt into intermittent beast tides, constantly attacking human settlements.

And most of the official bases can't last more than a year, and the end is very miserable.

"I, my sister-in-law, and Chen Xi and others will definitely not be tempted, but others may not be ......

But if that really happens, you don't have to stop it, just let it go, and you don't rely on the exploitation of surviving humans to survive......"

Thinking of this, Zhao Ting nodded to Xiao Mo. Motioned for her to organize the plenary meeting.

In the evening, during the group meal, Xiao Mo informed everyone of the news of the resumption of communication.

They were overjoyed by the news, and many were moved to tears, believing that this was the beginning of the town's re-establishment of order.

It's a pity that in the previous apocalypse, most people's electronic devices were unusable and had long been abandoned in the wasteland of the apocalypse.

Now that communication is restored, there is no communication equipment that can be used.

He scraped together and found eighteen discarded mobile phones, and Xu Menghan excitedly charged the mobile phones.

It turned out to be frustrating, the phone could not connect to the network at all, and communication was difficult.

In the end, he could only rely on the military radio and telegraph that Zhao Ting brought out from the military base for communication.

There was a faint murmur coming from the loudspeakers, and the official call could be faintly heard, which gave hope to many people.

After all, they have just joined the Rock Shelter, and they don't have a strong sense of belonging.

Moreover, stereotypes lead them to believe that officially established shelters must be stronger and less protective of themselves.

Although the rock shelter is also good, it always feels like a lonely boat in the sea, stormy and insecure.

On this night, many people were tossing and turning, hoping that a strong official rescue would be launched and order would be restored.

......

Just after Zhao Ting walked out of the laboratory of the underground fortress and washed away the blood contaminated by the reward, he just stepped out of the door, only to find Xu Menghan standing at the door waiting for him.

Just now, Zhao Ting used the blood-colored sap of the Blood Monster Tree he collected to conduct some simple experiments.

As the night deepened, a waning moon hung in the sky, Zhao Ting yawned and was about to rest.

I saw Xu Menghan standing outside the door in the thin moonlight, dressed in a capable tights, and the dew of the night seemed to be flashing on his broken hair.

Zhao Ting opened his mouth and asked, "Why are you waiting here, is there something?"

Xu Menghan's face showed a different cowardice from usual, looking like a little girl who ate cherries but didn't dare to tell her father.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Ting had a guess in her heart, with Xu Menghan's character and concept, she must have planned to respond to the call after hearing the official broadcast.

But the survivors of the entire prison base were all saved by themselves.

The two had also agreed in advance that the survivors, including Xu Menghan himself, would join the Rock Shelter.

Although Xu Menghan has ideals and beliefs, he is not a person who does not believe in his word, and if he leaves like this, he will not be able to convince himself.

"I ......" her red lips opened slightly, and she stopped talking, and finally she gritted her teeth and reached out to grab Zhao Ting's wrist: "Come with me, I have something to tell you!"

After a while, the two walked through the farmland, over the high wall, and drove out of the rock shelter.

On the third floor of the watchtower, Xiao Mo was smiling, with an inexplicable figure flashing in his eyes, staring at the distant vehicles and two people.

......

"What you want to say has something to do with today's resumption of broadcast communications?" Zhao Ting asked.

Xu Menghan pursed her lips and nodded: "Yes." "

Oh~, then I understand, you want to join the official base and rebuild order, don't you?"

Hearing Zhao Ting's words, Xu Menghan couldn't help but sigh that this junior brother really knew about himself.

She turned her head and stared at Zhao Ting's side face with burning eyes, the off-road vehicle was driving in the night, the darkness and the glimmer fused, and Zhao Ting's face seemed to have a mysterious light.

With such a light, a poem and sword made Xu Menghan a little addicted, just like when he gave a helping hand, he showed that everything was under control.

"I know that according to the previous agreement, I should join and protect the Rock Shelter all the time, and now that I have this thought, you will definitely think that I have gone back on my word-

" "Yes!" Zhao Ting interrupted casually.

Xu Menghan showed a really like this expression: "I know, you are comforting me, so that I can leave with peace of mind—um? Wait, what are you talking about?" Obviously, Xu Menghan

mistook Zhao Ting's brief answer as a conversation that had already been predicted in his mind, and thought that this man would comfort himself.

"Do you really think I'm going back on my word?" Xu Menghan looked at in disbelief.

Zhao Ting smiled slightly: "Isn't it?"

Xu Menghan was suddenly choked, speechless for a long time, and finally sighed and nodded: "Okay, you're right." "

But-" Zhao Ting spit out two words, and the appearance of the turning point suddenly made Xu Menghan happy.

"Say it quickly!"

Seeing Xu Menghan's anxious and guilty look, the corners of Zhao Ting's mouth pulled out a not very healthy smile:

"I know, forcibly blocking the command to deteriorate our relationship, not to mention that I am not a bad guy, and I do not resist joining the official ......

." But if I just promise you, the loss will be too great, so ......"

Xu Menghan suddenly felt it, two hot eyes swept over his body, and his face turned red instantly.

But soon she took out a resolute posture, stretched out her hands, twisted Zhao Ting's head stiffly, and pressed it up fiercely ......

After that, the uninteresting bugs chirped all night on this drunken night.