Arriving alone: ​​70 billion copies of survival

Chapter 109 The Weird Forum
"Now we can start to deal with the matter of Nodens, the Lord of the Great Abyss. It's just that we found only three cities covered in gray fog and New York, one in Siberia, one in eastern Canada, and four other regions. At a loss."

He Gang smoked heavily.

Leaning against Westminster Abbey, he hid his body in the little shadow of the mighty Graaki Peak beside him.

Open the forum as usual.

The number of living people has decreased a lot.

These few days are the end of the countdown for everyone. From the first day, the number of 70 billion people began to decrease on a large scale.

It is said that only two or three hundred of the 1000 people in some internal forums are still alive.

Probably their information at the bottom is not strong enough, and this is something that cannot be helped.

There was a lot of mourning in the internal forum.

"Help, the flood has reached Mount Everest, who still has an aircraft carrier that can move, can you support one?"

"Didn't I try to send you a large cargo ship, and I was drowned?"

"The cargo ship is useless, @李平飞, there is something in the damn water. Those ghosts started climbing on the ship at night, and even the base I placed on the cargo ship was destroyed!"

"Then I'll look for you along the coastline to see if there are any docked aircraft carrier formations."

"@李鹏飞, I've listed what you want on the exchange, pick it up yourself."

"@郭义昌, thank you Brother Chang, I also put things on the exchange, and I can pick up what I need, and the set fee is 1% of the computing power. Now is a difficult time, and we should tide over the difficulties together."

These days, He Gang hardly speaks out in the forum.

But now it seems that the loss of personnel in his internal forum is not serious, and there are still 800+ survivors so far.

And many survivors here realize that it is not reliable to think of themselves as Robinson Robinson on an island. Humans are social animals after all, and they can only survive this disaster through cooperation.

Therefore, many people put their excess resources on the exchange, and the required computing power is only 1% of the computing power charged by the system.

Especially this one named Li Pengfei, who was He Gang's junior high school classmate, but he had always been in contact with him. He used to look honest and friendly, but now he has a faint tendency to become a spiritual leader.

He Gang did not join the discussion that more and more people responded.

He checks his storage and backpack.

To be honest, he is probably one of the wealthiest people in the entire internal forum and even in the whole world.

Not to mention the already six-figure computing power close to seven figures.

Only the equipment that was eliminated and they didn't like it could be used for wholesale, and most of them were of good quality. The collections that he could put into his warehouse and backpack were basically higher than the silver rank.

There are thousands of pieces.

There are also many permanent boost potions.

[Shadow Gift] that increases strength and endurance, [Long Night Dirt] that increases strength, [Liver and Lung of the Polluter] that increases endurance...

He Gang is going to put these things on the exchange, so that those who need them can pick them up.

But then, he hesitated.

The evil of human nature is always greater than the good of human nature.

Just hang it up like this, and it will probably be killed by a group of parasites in just a few seconds, right?

"Is there any good way to prevent this from happening, system?"

He Gang inquiry system.

The latter is, after all, a superintelligent existence.

"It is recommended to set the number of transactions, so that each person can only trade once."

The system told He Gang in the voice of a news anchor.

"Then do it."

He nods.

Suddenly, I saw an account with the comment "Su Yu" speaking on the internal forum.

"If anyone's base is about to be compromised, please do let me know, maybe I can help."

"Boss Gao Yi."

"Boss Gao Yi +1."

"Boss Gao Yi +2"

"..."

"Boss Gao Yi +1008611"

There was a complimenting voice from below.

But He Gang stared at the rather familiar name, and gradually frowned.

Su Yu, Su Yu, Su Yu...

this name...

very familiar.

He was the younger brother of his childhood sweetheart, but wasn't he still a little kid who couldn't even speak when the whole people crossed?
But other people didn't find it unusual?

He Gang suddenly realized again.

He seemed to have seen a similar child talking in the forum before, who should have had difficulty walking and talking during time travel.

And most of the text is not immature.

I can't say how mature and prudent she is, but it's definitely not what Xiwa can say.

But before, he never seemed to show...strangeness and weirdness?

What's happening here?
He Gang clicked on Su Yu's profile picture.

It was blank and clean like him, without any message.

"Is it Xiaoyu?"

He tentatively sent a private message.

moment.

"Yes, Brother Hong?"

"It's me, are you okay now?"

"Not bad, I cleared out the Chengdu Plain, built a base, and now I am preparing to attack the entire basin."

"I'm in the United States, and it's still safe for now... Have you contacted your sister yet?"

"Contacted, I "meme block" "meme block"..."

The text Su Yu typed was somewhat blocked.

He Gang frowned even tighter.

he asked:
"How old are you now?"

"Eighteen, what's the matter? Didn't I just go to college, or you drove me there, and my mother told you not to give me pocket money at that time."

"Oh, I kind of forgot, by the way, do you lack equipment?"

"No, I always feel that I lack high-end combat power, and I can't protect myself well."

"Alright then, I'll mail you a set of platinum."

"Brother Hong Kong beef batch!"

"Low-key, low-key, I'll hang up first if it's okay."

He Gang hangs up the private message.

He lit another cigarette.

A hand reached over to remove the cigarette and threw it out the window.

It's Professor Dumbledore.

"You have something on your mind."

"Indeed, Professor, you are still so good at Legilimency."

He Gang made a joke.

"You don't need Legilimency at all, your expression looks like someone owes you a thousand Galleons."

"Hey, this matter...you can't help me."

He Gang sighed.

He always felt that either the system or some other super existence that could affect 70 billion earths was brewing some kind of conspiracy.

This sense of powerlessness, this sense of suffocation from the high mountain, made him a little out of breath.

"Then you should try taking a bath."

Professor Dumbledore comforted He Gang,

"There is nothing in the world that cannot be solved."

"Okay, make an appointment with Hancock tonight, and the three of us will go to the bathhouse to relax."

He Gang agreed.

The orcs in the Enlos continent have really good bathing techniques. He Gang can feel that he has lost a few catties every time he takes a bath.

Probably even the skin has been rubbed off a layer.

Then, he contacted Jiang Yunpeng again.

He was He Gang's high school classmate, but he got into a car accident and became paraplegic.

"Yunpeng, are you okay over there?"

"It's not particularly good, but it's passable. What's the matter, do you want me to help you?"

"No, I mean... how are your legs?"

"What's wrong with my leg? What's wrong with my leg?"

"Have you never been in a car accident before?"

"You just got into a car accident. Damn it, can you say something nice? You're so fucking giao when you come up and curse someone for getting into a car accident."

"No, maybe I remember wrong."

He Gang apologized and sent a set of equipment over with a smile.

(End of this chapter)