My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

Upon stepping through into the ruins, both worlds were reversed.

The snowy wasteland disappeared, and the lush Hope Plains appeared.

Before Su Mo even had time to take in this amazing experience of suddenly being transported from point A to point B, he had already arrived in another world.

Since he had entered this place once already and the basics were already established, Su Mo was not sent to the grassy field to wait to be assigned but was transported straight to his own hut instead.

Moreover, this time the hut was obviously a huge improvement over the dilapidated little one from previously. 

Every place the eye could see had been reinforced with heavy iron and even the doors had been replaced by large iron ones.

Originally, it was just a hut of no more than 10 ping in size, and could not really hold much. After this upgrade, it had doubled in size to 20 ping! (TN: Ping is a traditional Taiwanese measurement. 1 ping equals 3.305 square meters.)

Some elegant works of art like murals and vases had also appeared in the hut.

However, before Su Mo could continue appreciating his new decorations, he inadvertently looked up, only to find that...

The outside of his hut was crowded with people!

Just like the last round, all the newcomers who entered the ruins this time had all lined up on their own in several neat lines, under the guidance of the "veterans".

Everyone's keen gaze was focused on the window that measured around 80cm and on Su Mo behind it!

Fortunately, the newcomers were still able to suppress their fidgeting.

As for the ones who had made exchanges before, none of them bothered to conceal the "desire" that practically radiated from them!

"Good god, the way they're acting, if I didn't know better I'd think they wanted to rob me blind!"

After the new influx of players in the Regional Channel at the end of the second disaster, for the last few days—except for one hapless soul who had left for whatever reason—the remaining 999 people in the channel were all standing in front of the wooden hut.

This was Su Mo's first time being stared at by so many people. Even if he had already witnessed numerous major events, he still could not help clenching his fists, suppressing the urge to draw his weapons and protect himself.

Shifting his body slightly and pulling the chair in the room over, Su Mo sat down, and everyone below suddenly became excited.

Previously, everyone had been able to obtain pancakes, fresh fish, and tools with magical abilities from Su Mo in exchange.

It was these things that made the quality of life of everyone in the Regional Channel much better than that of other channels. They were more indomitable in their ability to resist disaster.

Correspondingly, these people gained an advantage. This meant that they could also collect better things and bring them to the trading market to repay Su Mo.

When they finally saw Su Mo sitting down, even though the majority of people there were still patient, a small handful could stand it no longer and began shouting loudly.

"Almighty Su, what good things do you have today? If we don't have enough to pay, we can quickly go back and get more!"

"Almighty Su, I have an excellent-quality design blueprint here, will you still accept it?"

"Almighty Su, do you still need iron—we've mined a lot of it again!"

"..."

Now that the first person had taken the lead, the rest were not to be outdone. The quiet atmosphere outside the door of the hut earlier had suddenly transformed into something resembling a noisy vegetable market.

Everyone was trying to get a word in for fear that all the good items would be snatched up if they did not speak up in time.

"Ahem… Please calm down and don't worry, everyone will get to trade something today…"

Looking at the lively scene outside, Su Mo—who had been alone in the wasteland for a month—could not help displaying the faintest trace of a smile. 

Taking out the loudspeaker that the system had provided for free, he turned it on. As the loudspeaker blared, the "vegetable market" outside suddenly quieted down.

Previously when he entered the trading ruins, based on the number of people there, Su Mo had given each person a small piece of pancake to increase their desire for trade.

Naturally, this time was no exception!

"A welfare disaster is about to occur. I know what everyone is thinking about right now—that's right... The item to be traded today is exactly what you're thinking."

Wow!

As soon as he spoke, the refugees, who had quieted down, suddenly went into a frenzy again. In fact, they were even noisier than when they first arrived.

In this current environment, anything that was related to the welfare disaster at all would definitely be the seeds that had been marked up to sky-high prices. 

This outrageous price was no longer ten times that of Su Mo's direct purchases.

Instead, due to the perversity of such people shamelessly raising the price of seeds again on the last day, the seeds had already gone up to 15 times their original price!

A full 15 times!

What sort of logic was this?

One catty of seeds required an exchange of fifteen catties of flour. Planting crops on one mu of land would require exchanging up to two or three hundred catties of flour.

Who could afford this?

In addition, these people shamelessly claimed that Su Mo, the first-ranked person in the current world, also needed to buy seeds, so what was everyone waiting for? 

At that time, a lot of people had made a big fuss about this, but after discovering that Su Mo had not come forward to clarify matters, everyone gradually acquiesced to this fact.

However powerful Su Mo was, even if he was called Almighty Su, he was not the "Almighty". If he had not amassed any seeds previously, he would find it very difficult to have any seed reserves!

That was why this time, most of the people present did not harbor any hopes of being able to exchange their items for seeds.

Right now, after suddenly hearing what Su Mo said, it brought a completely different complexion to matters now that they had been given a ray of hope in their despair!

"Don't be anxious. Everyone line up, single file!"

This admonishment came upon seeing how everyone was cursing here and there in astonishment, frantically trying to squeeze forward to obtain the first seed. 

Even several foreigners copied their example, rushing forward with great energy while spouting lame nonsense.

Fortunately, there were game rules in the Secret Trading Realm. After a few warnings over some suspected fights and Su Mo's yell, the jostling crowd abruptly stopped and began to line up obediently.

Although he had anticipated that the people below would go into a frenzy, when he saw the number of people who were behaving in that manner, Su Mo nodded in considerable satisfaction.

Gifts were a process of understanding the product.

There were about 15,000 grains of wheat in a catty of seeds. Once divided among everyone, there would be more than a dozen grains for each person. 

Naturally, these were not enough for large-scale planting. However, given they were an excellent-quality strain, these seeds were like little sparks.

All one had to do was bury them in the ground, and after a while, they would ignite an awe-inspiring, raging blaze.

Under scrutiny, after Su Mo set aside a dozen seeds and handed them to the first refugee, the distribution event officially began.

However, this was far from the climax of the entire event.

When the first person used the game panel to identify the seed grade, that was when the event frenzy began!

Su Mo was selling seeds!

Excellent-quality seeds!

Seeds that could produce 1900 catties per mu!

Apparently, someone from the Secret Realm leaked these three momentous pieces of information. When taken with the seeds that were blatantly listed on the trading market...

It was as if a bomb had dropped in the World Channel, which had, up until then, been busily trading peacefully.

Things completely blew up!

As of now, the highest grade of seeds to appear in the wasteland was merely good-quality, and even that was less than one catty.

Furthermore, this was just a symbolic display of "muscle" for show, without any intention of trading at all.

Now that they suddenly heard Su Mo was actually selling excellent-quality seeds with a yield of up to 1,900 catties per mu, how could these people not go crazy!?

At this moment, an image surfaced in their minds again of a tall man who had faced down the Heavenly Dog Pseudo God with the Dongfeng Missile, fearing neither life nor death.

"Damn, Almighty Su is really taking drastic measures to deal with the situation. Once those excellent-quality seeds come on the market, I'll be the first in line!"

"Beg for seeds. Beg those bigshots with seeds to take pity on our children; they've been suffering for a month!"

"Those b*stards marking up the prices, come out now for a good beating!"

"He got a bargain for potato seeds, you've hoarded up wheat seeds, I have a large stock of corn seeds. We all have a bright future​."

"I declare here and now that I've never traded with black market merchants or swindlers. All my previous trades were with my brothers in Putian."

"Oh my god, I did some calculations. As long as we can obtain a hundred seeds, we can plant several mu of wheat by relying on what we can accumulate right before the disaster!"

"I heard that Almighty Su's Regional Channel is free of charge. You can get more than a dozen grains of seeds just by showing up. I'm speechless. I'm just utterly speechless right now."

"I am so envious… I'm turning purple."

"..." 

The World Channel was experiencing a shakeup. The frightened black market traders were a total contrast with the refugees, who appeared to be celebrating Chinese New Year. 

No one knew how many seeds Su Mo had in his possession, and no one knew how much these seeds would influence things.

Su Mo, who was at the center of the controversy, did not know that he had done something like this again.

Sitting in his hut and handing out the last of the seeds, Su Mo stretched and watched everyone's behavior with satisfaction.

Just like supermarkets held sales from time to time, when consumer demand rose, naturally good things would also start increasing.

What was more, this wave of publicity was not limited to the Secret Trading Realm. It was being promoted all over the world completely free of charge.

"I'm assuming everyone has gotten their seeds and seen their properties. I won't keep everyone guessing then. The first thing I wish to acquire is still design blueprints.

"Same as before, rare-quality ones first!" 

The last time, he had acquired a seemingly useless design blueprint of a destroyer. Yet, it had become extremely valuable in the face of the upcoming flood!

Now that he had experienced the benefits, Su Mo announced the highest grade as soon as he came up.

However, in regards to the market that was beginning to go into a frenzy, Su Mo still underestimated the baseline and the probability of good items showing up.

"Almighty Su, there are no rare-quality ones, will an epic-quality one do?"

Waving the design blueprint he was holding, which glowed with orangish-yellow light, a robust man stepped out of the crowd, excitement written all over his face.

As he walked out, the crowd naturally parted to make a narrow path, enough for the man to pass through.

Everyone around the man immediately cast envious glances at him. Although they did not understand what epic-quality was, gaining the rights to trade first was still enough to cause envy.

As the man made his way forward excitedly, he kept his gaze on the expressionless Su Mo through the window.

After staring for three to five seconds, the man shook his head unobtrusively, then continued approaching Su Mo's window with a smile on his face.

"Since you're Almighty Su, I imagine you probably have quite a few epic-quality design blueprints. It looks like it's going to be difficult for me to sell this at a good price."

As far as the man could see, Su Mo had no response to the epic-quality design blueprint, which indicated that he probably had plenty of those items. 

His own design blueprint could only be considered valuable, not unique.

But what the man did not know was...

At this very moment, Su Mo, who was sitting at the window, was inwardly so shocked that he was utterly shaken!