Skynet Architect

People outside the safe zone look up to heaven and deep in hell. They don't know when they can survive, and they don't know when they can enter the fertile soil in front.

It is said that all the top talents are invited, but they are invited directly into the safe area and become citizens, enjoy super-average treatment, enjoy fresh air and clean water, do what they want in it Things to do can even be a little wayward for dreams.

People outside are just in hell, struggling hard, eating the most unpleasant nutritional meal, and every bite of something like a snot is a torture, with bread to eat, and compressed biscuits are the happiest days.

Such a life they are suffering, they must be crowded at the forefront every day, waiting for the safe area to slowly spread to themselves. As long as your tent is fully enclosed, you will become a member of it and move to heaven After entering the expiry date, I hope to be able to work for three years and then easily obtain the qualifications of urban residents.

Someone will be qualified before them, but this person must be less happy than them. They can run horses to occupy the field first. The other party can do the task first.

These old Mo and Chinese people are the most desperate, they have other missions to complete, so they are the most in the front lap, and the living conditions are more exaggerated.

The place where they live is just a place where one person can lie down. The tents are almost upright. They have little space for living. Many tents are connected together. Several people's tents are connected when they sleep, and two people share it. In the space, the two were almost folded together so that they could live.

Those who can survive in such an environment must be strong-willed, and looser as they go out. Individuals in front are not willing to give up the opportunity to go in early, so they all try to compress their space, especially the horizontal space. It's not bad for everyone to occupy twenty centimeters.

Every day, the safety zone spreads around. They are just like a local tyrant in this area, helping Skynet Group to provide countless measuring equipment. As long as it meets the standard for 24 consecutive hours, someone will report immediately and Skynet Group will send someone to take a measurement.

In the early morning of the next day, Mad Max was standing near the forefront. His position was very forward, and the tent was also specially constructed, occupying a very small area, and almost everyone could only stand.

This is the best kind of tent, they can get in as fast as possible.

When he got up in the morning, Mad Max stood at the forefront, folded the tent a little, poured out a little space, stretched his waist, and a younger brother behind him sent the air quality detection equipment.

This is a special testing equipment of Skynet Group. As long as it reaches the standard, you can call Skynet Group people to come and confirm.

The accuracy of this equipment is very high. It takes a lot of time for each centimeter to diffuse and spread out in the center of the city. Slow purification is actually a kind of war, a war of sea lungs and nature. Here is battlefield.

Max is indeed the craziest lunatic. He didn't wear any chemical protective clothing, but just dared to stand up and look at the beautiful scenery in front of him. In front of them, the ground was cleaned up by several people. Seeds, these seeds are obviously for planting, they think they can actually be planted in their place.

They are ok.

A few meters ahead are the places where the formal citizens' cowboys work. They pass by as if they are looking at the western scenery. It is very comfortable. The collective brilliance is riding high on a horse and passing by their eyes.

Naturally, that is a tall-headed Malaysian relative to the average person, in fact, it is a bit worse than the Arabian horse.

After all, most of the horses they ride are quarts, a breed of horses often bred in pastures. These horses pass small steps in front of their eyes.

Some people were even a little angry. Only the crazy Max seemed completely indifferent. He just smiled and watched these people leave, and then calmly tested whether the current position has reached the standard.

These special positions are where Mad Max traded in supplies, and he paid a huge price to get himself in early. And some of them gave way to this position, and the compensation they received was huge, and what they promised was bound to make them unable to refuse.

When the crazy Max's detection equipment started to operate, the people next to it started to be quiet. They were originally angry with people in the safety zone, but now they don't care so much, they just watch this operation carefully. Machine, wait for the results to appear.

No surprises.

I saw the light flash, flash, flash, and turn red.

Everyone's eyes were a little red, and their breathing was a little heavy.

At this time, Mad Max laughed ~ www.readwn.com ~ He opened one of the buttons.

There is an infrared light below. It seems to be a fixed vertical light. No matter how you turn, he faces in one direction.

Just below, Max was slowly approaching the front and a white line ahead.

The closer you get to this line, the better the air quality becomes, and slowly it is close to the 500 eligibility standard.

As long as you meet the standard, you can enter the safe area, otherwise it will be the next day.

They held their breaths and wanted to see the results.

Gradually, the previous test results have already appeared. When the white line is completely reached, the environmental index shown above is dazzling.

That was 501.

It's only a short distance from passing, and it may not take much time to succeed.

The eyes of others were pathetic, which meant that they would be wasted again that day. When they knew they had a chance to go in, it was almost when they were struggling that they were destined to be sleepless tonight.

Everyone else has given up. They don't believe in miracles.

Only the mad Max had been waiting, just dragging the instrument with his hands.

He seemed very stubborn.

No one else said anything about it. The detection time was only a fixed period of time. If the detection was unsuccessful, it turned itself off.

They tested it in the beginning, but later they were too lazy to test it again.

"Wait for tomorrow, and it will probably succeed tomorrow," said a Chinese-skinned man who looked a little thin next to him.

The ghost knew that he was actually a fat man of more than 200 pounds.

Only Mad Max insisted on holding it stubbornly, and held it like this, until the light above suddenly flashed and turned green.

Suddenly, everyone shut up, their hearts beating fiercely.