Global Wasteland: Sanctuary of the Immortal Emperor

Chapter 111 The Chilling Status of the Wasteland

Now, the characteristic information of all the cheating players has been entered into this special magic circle by him.

The magic circle is connected to the fixed dragon circle placed on all bugbeet currency through the aura all over the wasteland world!
This special magic circle is equivalent to a database, and each insect currency is equivalent to a terminal.

When the beetle currency is traded, it will first record the characteristic information of the current holder, and then connect to the special magic circle through the aura, and verify it with the special magic circle as the "database".

Once the beetle currency detects that the characteristic information of the current holder is consistent with the characteristic information recorded in the special magic circle, it will immediately activate all the aura contained in the beetle currency, causing a violent explosion!

This is how the entire anti-fraud mechanism works.

It seems that this mechanism is extremely complicated, but in fact it pales into insignificance compared with modern banknotes.

On modern banknotes, there are more than a dozen anti-counterfeiting technologies alone, including materials, watermarks, serial numbers, security threads, and other anti-counterfeiting technologies.

His beetle currency is relatively simple.

"It is really not easy to issue a safe and usable currency."

Su Mu realized the difficulty of issuing currency.

Sure enough, nothing in the world is easy, even printing money yourself is so complicated.

Looking at the special magic circle in front of him, Su Mu thought for a moment, and named it Sanctions.

In this way, the formation that he made out of thin air relying on his profound knowledge of formations also has its own exclusive name.

After spending another half an hour perfecting the entire sanction circle, Su Mu suddenly realized that what he was doing was somewhat similar to a programmer.

The array he made is equivalent to software.

Now that the software (array), the signal (reiki), and the terminal (beetle currency) are all available, then if he works harder, won't he be about to build a fantasy version of the Internet?
"Is technology a way to become immortal?"

Su Mu smiled, stopped thinking about it, and continued trading the beetle currency instead.

Before the night came, he finally gathered all the resources needed to build an oil refinery!
With a thought, Su Mu tried to build, and was persuaded to quit by the consumption of up to [-] points!

"Points are really hard to get..."

Su Mu had no choice but to exchange all the remaining insect beetle currency into carrion, then went outside and gave Lingmeng a new task of obtaining insect meat.

Now Lingmeng has hundreds of vines, and the efficiency of hunting beetles has reached an extremely high level. I am afraid that killing thousands of beetles a day is like playing games.

After spreading the carrion all over the snowy plain and scattering all the insect eggs in his hands, Su Mu returned to the stone castle and began to rest.

The next day.

January [-]th in the wasteland calendar.

There are still two days left before the red moon.

The environment of the wasteland world has become more hostile.

Su Mu took out a bowl of water, splashed it out, and when it fell, it all turned into ice scum.

A conservative estimate is that the temperature outside is tens of degrees below zero, or even hundreds of degrees Celsius.

If you go out without taking any measures to keep warm, ordinary people are afraid that they will freeze to death in the blink of an eye.

In the trading market, the prices of wood and other fuels have risen further, even reaching the point of surpassing food.

Su Mu checked the group channel. After integration, the group was filled to 1000 people, and now there are more than 800 people left.

After the baptism of two red moons, most of the remaining players are experienced players in survival. Ordinary disasters are nothing to these players.

However, these experienced players, just in this group alone, nearly 200 people died!

Death is happening every minute and every second. In the environment of the wasteland world, death is so common that people are numb to it.

Several people freeze to death from time to time, but no one cares at all, so that very few people on the World Channel talk about people freezing to death.

Su Mu didn't pay attention to it usually, but now, when he noticed the dazzling total death toll, he suddenly realized that one fifth of the people had already died in the severe cold forever before he knew it.

"The eggs are so frozen that they don't develop."

After struggling to push open the iron gate and stepping on the snow that covered his little feet, Su Mu frowned deeply.

The points in his hand did increase, but not by much.

If those beetles had been developing, relying on Lingmeng's hunting, he would probably have [-] to [-] points now.

But the fact is that he only has more than 1 points in his hand, and he only reached this number after adding the points from the daily settlement.

It seems that after he went to bed yesterday, the eggs only developed for one round, and then stopped growing due to the severe cold. As a result, Lingmeng had no beetles to kill, and naturally no way to get points.

"Master... Leng Leng..." Reimu who wrapped herself in vines said pitifully.

Su Mu hurried over with some spiritual energy to relieve him.

In the cold winter, Lingmeng didn't feel well either. Many vines froze, and they depended on the spiritual energy to hang their lives.

If the aura was not a demonic spirit, but a simple mutated plant, this severe cold would have frozen it to death long ago.

"This won't work. In such a cold day, there is absolutely no way to develop."

Su Mu was a little worried. After thinking for a moment, he could only use his spiritual energy to prop up a flame dragon formation that covered a 500-meter radius.

Outside the Yanlong formation, heavy snow fell, and it was cold and dead.

In the Flame Dragon Formation, the ice and snow melted, and there was full of life.

"It's getting hot."

Being in the battle, Su Mu suddenly felt stuffy, and took off several layers of clothes.

After that, he activated the power of the red moon to help the large number of frozen insect eggs develop.

Soon, a large number of larvae develop.

Even rotten meat that has been frozen hard, they taste delicious.

When they were fully grown, what greeted them was the revived Reimu's vine slam!

The beetles were killed one by one, and the points balance quickly soared.

Su Mu did not hesitate, and confirmed the construction of the oil refinery with his mind.

Swish!
In an instant, the various materials piled up around the shelter disappeared, replaced by up to [-] hours of factory construction time in the control panel.

"One hundred hours is still acceptable."

Compared with his estimate, this has been much less.

Su Mu continued to catalyze the development of the eggs, and then asked Lingmeng to hunt the beetles and collect points.

He planned to finish the oil refinery before the arrival of the red moon, and then place it in the second refuge.

A factory can not only be used for production, it can also be used to house people!

In case the first refuge falls, he will move to live in the factory of the second refuge!

Puff puff!
One by one the beetles were knocked to death.

Su Mu soon encountered a fatal problem.

It is not enough to maintain the aura of the Yanlong Formation.

(End of this chapter)