My apocalyptic heroine has come true

Fang Ming's question to her actually made her understand why he said "very far" last time.

So the other party is not in the Milky Way at all?

It was indeed... very far away from her, so far away that in the silent night, she couldn't even see the same deep space.

"I am in the Milky Way, the solar system, the Earth."

Xia Xiaochi's answer completely stunned Fang Ming.

Now, the many possibilities that emerged in his mind all pointed in the same direction.

"Do you remember what year it is now?"

"How many years?"

Xia Xiaochi thought about it.

"I haven't memorized this kind of thing in a long time... But, Mom celebrated my eighteenth birthday last month, and I was born in the year 381 after the war, so now should be: the year 399 of the last century."

"The end of the century... a new era."

Fang Ming muttered to himself.

If Fang Ming's analysis was correct, he was indeed very far away from Xia Xiaochi...

As far as, spanning hundreds and thousands of years.

However, it’s hard to say…

It is also possible that it spans hundreds or thousands of years while being in different parallel universes.

After all, the difference between the 'Earth' where Xia Xiaochi is and the 'Earth' where Fang Ming is is really too great.

"Brother Fang Ming,"

Just when Fang Ming was lost in thought, the sweet voice of the girl brought him back to his senses.

"Today I reviewed what I've been through recently... The reason I always encounter life-threatening dangers is largely because the laws of this world have changed."

Xia Xiaochi took a deep breath and said, "Daytime, once considered absolutely safe and free of mutants, has become unsafe... Now, mutants are rampant, and the difficulty of survival in the wasteland has increased to a new level. Humanity will face a new crisis."

"I'm worried that this wasteland, which has finally found stability, will be plunged into unrest again. Major factions will emerge at this time to plunder this last bit of living space... This kind of thing has been common over the past two hundred years."

Xia Xiaochi said solemnly.

"So I think we need to prepare in advance."

"Um……"

After some consideration, Fang Ming made a decision.

If this game really came from the future.

So, given the current technological level of the game world, if Fang Ming wants to investigate its details, it is simply impossible to do so.

Instead of focusing on this kind of useless work...

It’s better to focus on the present moment.

The most important thing is to keep the heroine Xia Xiaochi alive.

She is the only local person in the apocalypse that Fang Ming has been able to connect with so far.

Helping Xia Xiaochi now might also be helping Fang Ming himself in the future.

Fang Ming had originally intended to have fun with this game.

This time, I have to show my real skills.

Roll up your sleeves.

Fang Ming was no longer confused, and even his gaze became determined.

"Where did you say you buried the explosives?"

"here!"

To make it easier for Fang Ming to understand, Xia Xiaochi took out a charcoal core and drew a direction on the ground.

It’s pitch dark in the wasteland at night. The boundless darkness is like a pair of invisible hands, covering everyone’s eyes.

In this case, it is difficult to achieve accurate positioning.

However, there is a coordinate that is easy to lock onto, whether for her or for Fang Ming.

"Five hundred meters due east."

The east direction is the direction where the sun rises.

Five hundred meters is the maximum distance of the decoy launcher.

"I've placed a bait at the east entrance of the shelter. We just need to activate it."

A heart pattern was drawn next to Xia Xiaochi's hand.

The heart shot out in a parabola and then landed on top of the explosives he had buried.

The decoy heart was activated, and the mutants swarmed in like crazy.

Finally, Fang Ming pulled the trigger of the gun and detonated the explosives.

The mutant species killed by the small nitric acid sugar bomb will not leave no trace like last time.

They will harvest a large bag of energy crystals tonight.

After finishing the painting, Xia Xiaochi stood up.

The fluid neural exoskeleton under her feet glowed with a light blue light, and looked ready to go.

If Fang Ming's artillery was in the front to attract fire, then with her speed in opening the door and activating the bait, there would be little risk of accidents.

This is Xia Xiaochi’s plan.

However, Fang Ming also had his own plans at this time.

"You don't have to go out."

Fang Ming's eyes fell on the bait activation switch.

He can freely control his game props within a one-kilometer radius of the shelter.

Clicking the screen, Fang Ming turned on the switch.

With a series of gas sounds, the bait was launched towards the east.

Fang Ming and Xia Xiaochi simultaneously and tacitly put their ears close to the wall/phone.

Outside the shelter.

Under the dark night sky, countless mutant species are filing towards the bait.

The dense footsteps gave Fang Ming goosebumps.

In the past, when Fang Ming viewed this game as a 'virtual world', he didn't feel much about this kind of scene.

Now, when the game became a part of reality, Fang Ming felt his scalp tingling.

"Brother Fang Ming!"

Xia Xiaochi's relaxed and happy expression formed a sharp contrast with Fang Ming's furrowed brow.

She said excitedly: "Our family is going to make a fortune!"

Chapter 55 Harvest

"--boom!"

The flames shot up into the sky in an instant.

Along with the violent tremors coming from the surface, countless mutant species roared in the dark night sky.

Fortunately, there was a faint blue dot prompt on the bait switch that was launched.

This allowed Fang Ming to find the crosshairs in the darkness, and then he accurately used ammunition to detonate the explosives buried by Xia Xiaochi.

The nitric acid sugar bomb made by Xia Xiaochi weighed a total of 200 grams, and the lethal range when it exploded was about six meters.

The chemical reaction of this explosive produces an intense bluish-white flame.

And at this moment, Fang Ming saw the truth in the darkness of doomsday.

This was the first time he could see the outside world clearly at night.

Before this, Fang Ming even thought that the pure black screen outside the shelter was because the game modeling was not completed.

Under the blue and white light.

Fang Ming saw countless broken limbs and arms torn into pieces in mid-air.

Red, green, blue... the blood of those monsters came in all shapes and sizes. Some of the liquid was even corrosive, and when it splashed onto the surrounding creatures, it would produce strange white smoke.

Since the image only flashed for half a second, Fang Ming was unable to accurately determine what those species were, nor from whom the corrosive liquid came.

However, the only thing Fang Ming could be sure of was...

This number is really too much.

Arthropods, insects, rodents, dogs...

The mutated species in the doomsday world... If Fang Ming understood correctly, these were probably mutations of common animals in the original world.

The appearance of those things is very consistent with the aesthetic of 21st century science fiction.

Fierce eyes, deteriorating skin...

The bodies, with their exoskeleton and scales interwoven, were covered with deformed and proliferating bones. All the vertebrates had severely deformed spines, and sticky fluid continuously flowed out of their exposed blood vessels.

In the picture at that moment, they were like a broken ant bridge, overwhelming like a mountain.

The blown-off limbs continued to enlarge in Fang Ming's perspective, and the boiling blood seemed to be about to hit Fang Ming's face in the next moment.

Fang Ming closed his eyes subconsciously.

"Brother Fang Ming, how much did we earn?"

In the brightly lit shelter.