Full-level players in the apocalyptic infrastructure (MTL)

Chapter 52

  At this moment, there is already a mess in the Industrial Base.

City Lord Huo Fu looked at the base sullenly, with a strong regret on his face.

The Industrial Base is no longer in the past, and the situation at this moment is undoubtedly a reminder of his failure as a base owner.

Huo Fu relied on his supplies and luck in the early end of the world to live well. He naturally wanted to benefit more people and build his own city base.

It started well, attracting a lot of people, and the base is also prosperous.

It's a pity that Huo Fu believed that the supernatural being was the most important thing in the last days and the savior of the last days.

Therefore, he spends a lot of money to recruit and train supernatural powers, organize various types of hired teams, and fight against them. But I didn't expect that I had neglected the infrastructure of the base because of this.

Usually relying on the previous old book can still get past and maintain the surface peace.

But when the natural disaster struck, everything was invisible, and the base suddenly seemed like a cave-in, instantly failing.

Huo Fu realized that his base was so vulnerable.

Most of the supernaturalists quickly packed their supplies and drove out of here quickly.

Without the Xingye base, they will always find the next base. Abilityists will be popular wherever they go, and they are not afraid of no retreat.

But ordinary people are different.

They don't have the capital to say this and leave, they can only stay here and pray that God will stop this blizzard.

Those who are able to find a way out by themselves can find a car. But more people don't even know where to go.

When the blizzard finally stopped, the base was horrible, and even the restoration did not know where to start.

Despair shrouded everyone's face.

Huo Fu knew that, in fact, the best choice for him now was to take advantage of his small loss and leave with the supplies.

He has supernatural powers, and these materials are enough to guarantee his survival.

But...

he can't do it!

Looking at the miserable residents outside, at the dilapidated houses and fields... Huo Fu couldn't bear to leave like this anyway.

He is gone, but what about these people?

When I was the base owner, I vowed to ensure the safety and future of the residents, but now I'm in a difficult situation, I want to leave?

Perhaps this is a smart approach, but Huo Fu is unwilling.

At least stay with the residents until the last moment-this is his last responsibility as a city lord.

Huo Fu sighed, the current situation can only be seen one step at a time.

Just as he was struggling, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Huo Fu didn't take it seriously, and most of the people who came to him now are not bad news.

The door opened, but it was not his own men who came in. It was a man of his age with a shaggy beard.

The man rubbed his hands and introduced himself: "City Lord Huo, it's me, I'm Yao Dafu!"