Extremely hot apocalypse: I evacuated the polar icebergs

After dinner, Wei Ming focused his attention on the shelter.

Before, he just took a quick look, mainly to obtain the ownership of the shelter. Now that he has moved in, of course he has to understand it well.

First of all, there is only one entrance. What if it is blocked?

There is a solution.

——The shelter has an exit reserved, but it has not been opened. It needs to start the machine to dig it out, which takes a total of 15 days.

So, if you are really blocked inside, you have to dig the exit before the air and food are consumed.

It’s okay. There are still a lot of oxygen cylinders in the space, enough for 9 people to use for ten or eight years.

Second, Wei Ming found that because it is built underground and has a five-layer structure, each floor can only be 5 meters thick.

This means that it is impossible for the houses in the living area to dig the foundation very deep.

Wei Ming checked it out and found that there is no foundation. Each house is simply stacked on the ground and can even be towed away by a powerful car.

Why is it built like this?

Because this is already inside the shelter, and the tallest house is only 4 stories high, are you still afraid that the foundation is unstable and it will collapse?

Earthquake?

If the shelter collapses, then no matter how solid the house is, it will only be buried. On the contrary, if the shelter does not collapse, wouldn’t this house with a sliding foundation be earthquake-proof?

And for Wei Ming, this kind of building block-like house is so convenient.

Because he can put it into the alien space for transformation.

You can arrange it in any way you want.

He simply operated it and sent a message to Liu Qing.

——There is a regional network here.

After a while, Liu Qing came over, and when she entered a two-story small house, her eyes widened.

This, this, this, this, is basically where she worked before.

Ordinary employee area, her office.

This guy!

…

The experience is good, Wei Ming is very happy.

Should I let Lin Wanqiu design some scripts?

After all, she is not only a writer, but also very dirty.

Not bad, not bad.

He immediately told Lin Wanqiu about this idea, and Lin Wanqiu not only did not resist it at all, on the contrary, she was directly excited.

"Fun, fun."

"I also need to know the grievances between you and other women, so that I can design the most exciting plot."

"Tsk tsk, the poor boy who used to coerce and bribe the rich lady who always looked down on him, and the rich lady had to give herself to others for a bite of food. My God, everyone loves this plot!"

"I am now inspired like a spring!"

"I want to type!"

"Type!"

Seeing that the charming aunt was a little neurotic, Wei Ming did not disturb her.

Well, let her design the plot.

When Lin Wanqiu was typing on the keyboard until it was almost smoking, it was time for dinner. Wei Ming and nine others came to his villa garden again to enjoy dinner. This time, in addition to the dishes made by Song Qingyun and others, Wei Ming also took out some ingredients.

Just some top-notch seafood, directly boiled in hot pot, simple and unpretentious.

After filling their stomachs, the eight girls went to the second floor. Some practiced yoga, some exercised, and some swam. Wei Ming did not participate. He had been idle during the day and should do something serious at night.

He left the shelter and came to the park.

In addition, he also brought a satellite phone.

If anything unusual happened in the shelter, the artificial intelligence would give him a satellite message. As long as he did not put the satellite phone into the alien space or hide it, he could easily receive it outdoors.

Now the shelter is his main base, of course, nothing can be allowed to happen.

Even if he took a step back, how long did it take him to collect the flowers?

If his life was not threatened, how could he let Yu Chutong and the others get into trouble?

However, the possibility of something happening in the shelter is extremely low.

Because it is 60 to 70 meters underground, if you want to get in, you have to break through the alloy door. You know, it is designed for nuclear war. Can human power break it with ordinary tools?

What a waste!

He brought a satellite phone just in case. What if, what if?

Wei Ming planned to explore the surroundings with the shelter as the center.

As the saying goes, how can you allow others to sleep soundly beside you!

Go out.

He has transformed his body, this time using the Gao Lingtian template, and before leaving, he ate 10 kilograms of beef, otherwise his body could not withstand the consumption after the sudden increase in strength.

Because the park was surrounded by residential areas, Wei Ming did not ride a motorcycle, but walked.

In the darkness, he was like a ghost, and the obstacles on the road did not affect him at all.

He is now a physical type, with fast speed, great strength, and amazing endurance. Not to mention just walking a few kilometers, even running hundreds of kilometers in one breath is fine, at most he can't keep it at a high speed.

A few minutes later, he entered the first community.

"Happy Community." Wei Ming read the name of the community, and couldn't help but feel a strange feeling.

After entering the end of the world, the name of this community is full of irony.

"But why do I feel like I've heard the name of this community somewhere?"

"Is it in a TV series?"

He muttered to himself, always feeling as if he had heard and seen the name of this community somewhere.

"Never mind, let's make sure there are no survivors here."

Rumble, rumble, Wei Ming hadn't decided which building to enter, but he heard the roar of a motorcycle, and then a beam of light shone over, but it didn't shine on him, Wei Ming had already entered a building in advance.

Soon, these riders arrived.

They got off the car one after another, and then took various weapons, such as compound bows, axes, etc., and wore searchlights on their heads. Wherever their heads turned, the light shone.

Wei Ming stood at the window and looked down. There was only madness on the faces of these people, but there was no trace of fear of the end of the world.

Is this habit, or numbness?

However, in the end of the world, only such people can survive, and of course they will die quickly.

These people rushed into the community like wolves and tigers.

One of them held a loud speaker and shouted, "Everyone, come out! I'll give you ten minutes. If anyone still hasn't come down by then, hehe, if we catch you, we'll kill you!"

"Hurry up, I'm starting the countdown!"