My Post-Apocalyptic Territory

As the shelter's population grew, it gradually became more lively, especially for the survivors who witnessed the city walls rise from the ground. Amidst their shock, they also felt a sense of pride as members of the shelter.

In the future, new shelters will be built here, and the number of survivors will increase. They will be the first group of builders.

"This is it. It looks like there's a shelter here."

Outside the resort, several figures appeared. Their clothes were tattered, like survivors who had fled from disaster, but their words revealed a different story.

The leader carried an M4 assault rifle and had a Type 54 pistol tucked into his belt. He looked up at the resort and said, "We've been ordered to find a missing team. According to our investigation, their route would pass through this shelter. And from what we know, Green Shade Shelter has been wiped out, but it seems..."

He crouched down, examining the surrounding clues. "There are clearly still traces of survivors here. Perhaps we can find the clues we're looking for in this shelter."

"The boss is right, but how should we investigate? Should we just arrest the key survivors and question them?"

Someone suggested it, but he quickly denied it himself.

These four people were not experts; only two of them were awakened. They had lost two teammates on their way from Lin Dong to get here. In contrast, the missing team was much stronger, with several awakened experts at the third level.

Even such a team disappeared without a trace, so they felt that they couldn't be too careful.

Although they did not believe that the team's disappearance was related to the survivors of Greenfield.

Everyone looked at the third brother, who was quick-witted and always the strategist of the team; he should have a solution.

Sure enough, the third man, the one wearing glasses, chuckled. "Our goal is to find clues about the missing team, which doesn't conflict with the survivors of Green Shade Shelter. In fact, we are survivors ourselves."

Seeing that some people still didn't understand, the third brother shook his head, threw down his rifle, and pointed to his tattered clothes, "Look at me, I'm just a survivor who fled."

Survivors who have fled will naturally want to enter the shelter when they see it. Once inside, it is not difficult to contact important figures within the shelter or to find clues from other survivors.

There is no risk in finding clues in this way.

The group smiled, seemingly already seeing the light at the end of the tunnel in completing their mission.

Upon entering the shelter, they were met with ruins, confirming that the place had indeed been attacked by the demonic tide. This proved that their initial information was correct, increasing their chances of finding clues.

Everything that followed seemed to be exactly as the third brother had predicted.

They disguised themselves as survivors who had stumbled upon the shelter by chance. Upon discovering their "kindred spirits," they displayed a perfectly timed expression of joy mixed with a hint of wariness, and were soon led inside by one of the shelter's survivors.

The person in charge of guiding the outside survivors was Wang Zhou. He had witnessed events such as the annihilation of armed groups and the miraculous city wall. He was considered a senior figure in the shelter, and these people had a high sense of belonging to the shelter.

Considering that more and more survivors would come to the shelter, Tang Yu estimated that someone would need to act as a guide to introduce the shelter's rules to the new survivors, demonstrate the shelter's strength, and register the new survivors, etc.

Of course, it's not that complicated now; it simply serves as a guide and introduction for incoming survivors. As the shelter grows, a series of rules and regulations will need to be improved, such as personnel registration, areas of expertise, and work arrangements. The existing rules and regulations are already making Tang Yu's head spin. To create a concrete framework, he would need professionals. He can only hope that among the survivors who arrive in the future, there will be a few with real skills.

Among the first few survivors rescued along with Chen Haiping, Wang Zhou was the most clever, the most daring, and the most... boastful.

I was then assigned to my current position as a guide.

He led a group of outside survivors, a smile on his face.

The lavish meals he's had these past few days have made him gain weight, and in his own words, he's regained some of his former glory.

Wang Zhou pointed to the surrounding buildings and said, "Look, many of these buildings are damaged. What does this represent? It represents that our shelter has experienced fierce battles and has achieved great feats! Just as the scars on a soldier's body represent glory, these marks on our shelter represent our strength."

"You have to understand that was a demonic tide. The demonic beasts were everywhere, but our shelter held them off. You might not believe it, but our shelter's top experts fought their way in and out of the demonic tide seven times. The scene was truly exhilarating. If I were an Awakened One, I definitely wouldn't have been able to resist rushing in."

Wang Zhou spoke fluent nonsense.

The people behind them exchanged glances, feeling somewhat bewildered.

This is a lot of information, and it differs greatly from what the higher-ups gave us. Wasn't it said that the sanctuary here was destroyed by the demonic tide, and that Leader Wang Tai escaped with his men? But now, several top experts are fighting their way in and out of the demonic tide seven times? Don't be ridiculous. They've seen countless powerful figures in Lin Dong, but to be able to fight their way through a horde of demonic beasts? Absolutely not!

What they didn't know was that although Wang Zhou's words were mostly nonsense, he had actually thought that if another demonic tide were to come, with Director Tang and the others there, and with the towering city walls, it wouldn't be impossible to stop the demonic tide.

The resort wasn't very large. They walked and stopped frequently, and Wang Zhou introduced it like a tourist attraction. Soon, they were on the steps leading to the villa area. From here, they could see the majestic city wall, like a giant beast lying on the earth.

"See that? See that!" Wang Zhou pointed at the city wall, looking as if you guys are too ignorant to believe it.

"This is our shelter's strongest defense line, a ten-meter-high wall! The entire wall completely surrounds the villa area. No matter which direction the demonic beasts attack from, they will all be blocked outside without exception. Even a demonic tide—it's no exaggeration to say that our shelter fears nothing more than a demonic tide!"

At this moment, Wang Zhou was filled with boundless pride.

The most terrifying aspect of the demonic tide lies in the sheer number of demonic beasts. They surge forward in a dark, overwhelming mass. Even if guns and cannons can handle them, they cannot stop the tide's advance. Ordinary defensive lines cannot hold out for long before being overwhelmed by the demonic tide.

The city walls are different!

Ten meters, taller than a three-story building, most demonized beasts cannot cross this height without leverage. Even if a few terrifying demonized beasts can leap onto the city wall, their threat level is far less.

As long as the demonic tide is stopped by the city wall, the remaining survivors can stand on the city wall and shoot down from a high position, making it much easier to face the demonic tide.

The four team members, disguised as survivors, initially had a sense of superiority from the large shelter, but when they saw the city wall, they were immediately stunned. They stood there dumbfounded, staring at the majestic wall with their eyes darting around, their minds in turmoil.

As a shelter with hundreds of thousands of people, the Lin Dong Shelter naturally had city walls under construction, but that required an enormous amount of manpower and resources. Here, even though the wall is small in scale, the sheer height of it is unimaginable to them; they couldn't fathom how it was built.

The four exchanged glances, their confusion deepening.

With such city walls and a strong defensive force, resisting the demonic tide is not impossible.

Moreover, judging from the appearance of the city wall, it couldn't have been built in a short time. This makes the information that Green Shade Sanctuary was destroyed by the demonized beasts a few days ago seem very suspicious.