My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

"Leader, Crystal Dragon sent me a message. They want to negotiate terms with us to get us to stop and avoid ruining the Marine Hunting Plan."

"He asked us to just name a price. As long as the terms are within their power, the Five Royal Clans will try to satisfy them as much as possible."

"It can be supplies, prestige, various precious things, or even the reputation of becoming the sixth royal clan!"

"They can satisfy all of those terms!"

It had been a long, bloody night. Since these intermittent "battles" allowed the engine to cool down, the progress of Hope One's voyage had not really been slowed down.

On the fourth day since the tsunami disaster, Connie, who was standing behind Su Mo, had a look of respect on her face as she watched the sun climb over the horizon and slowly float upward.

Everyone, from the nameless abandoned members from the ordinary foreign clans to the Five Royal Clans, had all come to accept their existence.

From the brink of extinction to the Royal Clans' willingness to recognize Oreo Clan as the sixth royal family…

In just one month, Connie's life had undergone tremendous changes before she could even react.

Gone was her previous life of an ordinary lioness; it had been replaced by…

A magical experience that was akin to walking on air!

While she was immersed in this unprecedented magical experience, Connie knew very well that the reason behind all these achievements, and the reason behind why they were today, was all thanks to this man in front of her!

In other words, at this moment, gazing at Su Mo's stalwart figure, she knew that she had been very fortunate to have made the right choice a month ago!

"Send a video call request to Crystal Dragon. Roar, ask him to come and talk to me in person!"

Since he was wearing the Simba lion costume, there would be an unconscious lion roar punctuating different intervals during his sentences.

Even if Su Mo suppressed it deliberately and the roar was not overly loud, in this situation, it was enough to make Connie behind him weak in the knees and soft all over.

"Okay… Okay. I'll make the call right away!"

Connie did not know why Su Mo wanted to do this, but she still chose to carry out his instructions.

As the beeping noises came from the game panel, it seemed that Crystal Dragon, who was waiting on the other side, had evidently not closed the game panel. accepted the video call request at once.

The scene changed, and using the function of Connie's core, the video call was successfully transferred to Su Mo's core.

All it needed was one extra step; the video call between the humans and foreign races was still as stable as ever.

Crystal Dragon was by far the least anthropomorphic creature Su Mo had seen in the wasteland.

Similar to the pangolins on Earth, every scale on Crystal Dragon's body was like crystal, radiating a magical brilliance.

There were even scales on his face and eyelids, covering and protecting any potential weak spots.

The only anthropomorphic aspect of Crystal Dragon was the expression on his face.

Just like humans, Su Mo saw a trace of fear and hostility that was barely suppressed on his face.

At this moment, Su Mo was looking straight at him, and Crystal Dragon was trying to frantically obtain information from his facial expression.

Since they were connected via Connie's core, Crystal Dragon knew that the mysterious lion warrior in front of him had no core so, after hesitating for a while, he opened his mouth slowly and introduced himself first.

"Hello, Simba, the mighty lion warrior from Oreo Clan. I'm Long Li, the leader of the Crystal Dragon clan, it's such a …"

"Roar!"

When he saw that Crystal Dragon was about to start getting garrulous, after thinking about the objective of today's discussion, Su Mo was not courteous with him at all and interrupted his speech with a loud roar.

This roar also startled Crystal Dragon, causing him to forget all the words he had prepared earlier.

???

Was Simba not right in the head?

Seeing that Simba was feeling pleased with himself in the video, Crystal Dragon felt irritated for no reason and his previous desire to have a peaceful conversation also dissipated significantly.

After thinking for a while, without waiting for Su Mo to speak, Crystal Dragon spoke every word maliciously as if he was reciting some text from a book.

"You already understand the reason why I am calling today. You also know in your heart what I want to achieve through this call. It's meaningless to pretend to be crazy."

"Your strength, including the entire Oreo Clan, has been recognized by the Five Royal Clans, and we also recognize that it has the ability to stand on equal footing with our Royal Clans."

"Including the Golden Lion King under you, if you want, we can become friends. We can become allies and stand above these ordinary foreign races."

"As long as you agree to our request, stop now and we will give you everything you want after this tsunami disaster passes!"

After saying those words, which had been said in one breath, Su Mo shook his head slowly at Crystal Dragon. In addition, he even put a sarcastic smirk on his face, as if saying, "That's it?"

The subject of Su Mo's undisguised contempt, Crystal Dragon, was utterly furious. "Simba, what is the meaning of this?"

Su Mo smiled. "It doesn't mean anything, I'm just very curious. So, the so-called Five Royal Clans' goal is only to be above these ordinary foreign races? I very much want to laugh at your words. Do you want to make a bet? If you were not so lucky as to be born among the Five Royal Clans, it would have been so hard for you to survive on the wasteland!"

Crystal Dragon, "???"

When he saw the anger rising on Crystal Dragon's face, Su Mo continued, "Didn't you want a peaceful conversation? Didn't you want me to not ruin your plans? Sure, of course. I only need the Five Royal Clans to issue a joint statement. I only need you guys to regard the Oreo Clan as the real supreme king among the foreign races, above the Five Royal Clans. All of the foreign races have to listen to our commands. If that can be done, I promise to immediately stop my actions and not do anything further."

Crystal Dragon glared at Su Mo. "You!"

He did not expect that these would be Su Mo's terms.

At the same time, he was not stupid. He knew if the Five Royal Clans issued this statement, then they would be completely suppressed by the Oreo Clan.

When that happened, the risks involved with their entire plan would increase by countless times.

"What? Do you seriously think that idiots like you have the qualification to be on the same level as me? If you want to talk to me, go back and talk to those old guys behind you first."

"I didn't want to take any action during this disaster, but since you guys did something to trigger the tsunami disaster in advance, and even want to devour all the benefits for yourselves, then you should prepare yourselves for a fight!"

There was a beaten look on Crystal Dragon's face after hearing his secret exposed. Su Mo hung up after that, his face under the headgear was suppressing the joy and elation he felt.

Indeed, he had made the right bet!

With the help of the massive amount of information, and after correcting his faulty line of thinking, the seemingly hopeless future of humankind finally caught a glimpse of hope!

At this moment, even if no one else was involved, Su Mo had already completely grasped the trigger conditions for the war of the three races!

As long as he wanted to, Su Mo could trigger the conditions for this battle and end the tsunami disaster by himself. He could even do it right now.

However, the consequences of such an action was that, during the next phase, human beings would have to make direct contact with the foreign races and start a war, and…

The arrival and participation of the old guys behind the Five Royal Clans!

"Since the large official shelters dare to propose the concept of battlefield areas and want to fight this battle with foreign races, and seem to be confident that they will win within certain battlefield areas, then it should mean that they have some good stuff prepared!"

"Given that the situation they are currently facing is that they don't have enough time to get to their respective battlefield areas…"

"What I have to do is inform them through Lu Yongyi that I have the ability to turn this disaster around and turn it into a war between the three races!"

After fighting and staying up all night, Su Mo's thinking capacity reached new heights again.

In such a state, all the plans he was formulating seemed to gush out like flowing water, one by one, unrestricted and unrestrained.

Since it was a foregone conclusion that there would be a battle on the wasteland, humankind could take the initiative to kick things off in this situation.

After taking off the headgear on his shoulders and taking a deep breath of the salty sea breeze, he opened the game panel. Then, Su Mo quickly keyed in some text in a message to Lu Yongyi.

[Big Brother Lu, tell the large official shelters that they don't have to look for an opening to start the war of the three races. They can leave this matter to me.]

[On the last day of the tsunami disaster, I will immediately start the war of the three races to end the tsunami disaster in advance when we meet.]

[There are only three days left for everyone to prepare!]

[During these three days, I have the following requirements and I need you to hand them over to those in charge to publicize and implement, so be quick!]

[Firstly, announce our marine attack plan and subdivide our 12 battlefield areas. Divide them according to the areas covered by every ten Regional Channels, and rework a new plan for the battlefield areas. This is very important and has to be done quickly. As you announce this, make sure to pass the complete set of data to me!]

[Secondly, from now on, every official ship on the ocean must find a way to gather as many people as possible in the area to increase the combat strength of their fleet. It does not matter whether it is a large ship, small boat, or a raft. Every person and every ship is a valuable combat resource. The more we gather now, the less pressure and losses we will suffer when the war starts!]

[Thirdly, before the last day arrives, you can try to avoid battles, but also don't be afraid of them. If there are foreign marine races who dare to provoke us, just attack them directly. Don't be afraid of the consequences and, if there is a chance, hit them as hard as possible to incite fear and panic among them!]

After writing down these three requirements and reciting them over and over in his head to confirm that his thoughts would be accurately conveyed, Su Mo tapped on the send button heavily.

…

On the other side, although it was only a little past seven o'clock in the morning, a meeting was still unavoidably being held aboard Tundra One.

Unlike what everyone had previously expected, in one day, the number of rafts that numbered 5000 yesterday had skyrocketed by more than 6000 in Tundra One's vicinity!

Thanks to the word-of-mouth information passing among the survivors of the wasteland, the speed at which these raft warriors gathered together was frightening!

At present, there were more than 40 thousand people on these rafts alone, causing the entire fleet to paint the sea black, and it almost seemed as if they formed a tremendous battle array.

However, only these people sitting in the conference room right now knew how badly the current situation had deteriorated.

"Shelter Leader Lu, we counted 11852 rafts with 49687 people, and this number is still increasing."

"It's estimated that the number will exceed the 20 thousand mark tomorrow at this time!"

While he was relaying the data on the paper, Zhang Long had a complex and distorted look on his face.

After they heard this scalp-tingling number, the others could not help but feel startled and dazed.

If 5000 rafts had still been within their ability to manage, then the situation right now meant that things had spiraled completely out of control.

Not to mention that, tomorrow, there would be 20 thousand rafts and over 100 thousand survivors. This was comparable to the population of a tiny remote county during the civilized era.

This was no longer a question of whether to abandon them or not!

If those people discovered that they wanted to get rid of them, there would be mutiny.

At that time, there would be infighting even before they fought against the foreign races.

Plus these crazy survivors would definitely vent their grievances on those who had abandoned them in desperation.

"Shelter Leader Lu, Shelter Leader Lu, what are you laughing at?"

"Cry if you feel sad. Don't hold your emotions back. We… We won't laugh at you!"

After Zhang Long finished reading the data written on the paper, the meeting room turned quiet. However, what everyone did not expect was that Shelter Leader Lu, who had been sitting in the center of the room, started acting abnormally and began to laugh wildly.

His laugh sounded crazy, relieved, and unbridled, all at the same time.

This was completely different from the persona that Lu Yongyi had maintained in front of everyone previously!

This worried them; thinking that this man of steel could not hold it together anymore and was about to collapse under pressure.

However, the next second, Shelter Leader Lu, who was laughing so hard that he had burst into tears, stood up directly in front of everyone.

Under everyone's astonished eyes, he exhorted loudly and resoundingly.

"Look at you guys. You look so petty and cowardly!"

"20 thousand? Before tomorrow, we need to gather 25 thousand rafts! Do not let any of these rafts slip away!"