[Natural disaster + base construction + stocking up + data panel]
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Ding! Please accept your base panel!
[Level: 1
Temperature: -10℃～0℃
Habitable population: 300
Residential population: 1
Owned buildings: 0
Taxation: Not set yet]
Bian Xia, who was squatting on the ground waiting for her wronged brother, raised her head and came to the world of extreme cold and natural disasters.
Extreme low temperatures, man-eating mutants, ferocious mutant beasts... People struggled to survive in the desolate world, fighting for a little bit of food, until a base in the edge area suddenly appeared.
There are endless rice fields as far as the eye can see, orchards growing countless fruits, and there are even herbs to restore health, and ores to enhance the properties of weapons...
People all over the world are crazy!
[A lot of money is spent to buy the quota of permanent residents in base 37!
[The trading house can't get it at all. Can anyone help me purchase it? Double the price!
[Does anyone know the lord of Base 37? It is said that every year, someone else attends the meeting on his behalf! Damn it, I can't catch him at all! ! !
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Farming land, hoarding food, unlocking buildings, and building bases... Bian Xia enjoyed doing this, but at some point, her base suddenly became a paradise for people all over the world.
Wait——
Why didn't anyone discuss this with her about becoming the world's hope? !
Save... The social fear means that the pressure is hundreds of millions of points.
The copywriting is useless... In short, it is the story of the doomsday disaster and the lord's infrastructure!
Intention: Never shrink back when encountering difficulties
