"Good afternoon, dear residents of Sunny Harbor Shelter, I am your announcer, Lattewill."

"Today's weather in Qinggang City is still foggy, and it will take many days before we receive sunshine. But the difference is that a special group of guests will arrive in the shelter today!"

"Yes, that's right, they are the managers of other shelters in Qinggang City. They will come to Qinggang Shelter in person to visit our industrial area, planting area, and living area...to feel that we have completely emerged from the underground.

A good life.”

"I am now issuing an instruction from the manager: For your personal safety, all residents and friends are strictly prohibited from talking to guests alone, it is strictly prohibited to conduct transactions with guests, and it is strictly prohibited to collect money from guests..."

Qinggang City North Industrial Zone.

The miniature loudspeaker continued to echo high above the chaos of the ground, and a loud announcement came from it.

Unlike other old gopher shelters, tens of thousands of people are crowded into small, dark rooms, day after day, year after year, and it will be difficult for them to take a few breaths of fresh air from the ground even until they die.

The development of Qinggang Shelter is obviously much more advanced.

Not only did they move out of the underground, they also occupied an entire piece of industrial land that is the largest and most well-preserved in Qinggang City, which is one-tenth the size of the entire city.

Moreover, Sunny Harbor Shelter does not place any absolute restrictions on the personal freedom of each resident.

Except that they cannot go to the industrial area, everyone can freely come to the ground to move around in designated areas and live an enviable fairy life.

As the reminder sound played over and over again from the loudspeaker, the time gradually came to twelve o'clock at noon.

It was also from here that people began to appear one after another under the nearly 20-meter-high electric fence on the edge of the industrial zone.

"Damn it, the high wall here has actually been expanded to this point. It's simply inappropriate for... people!"

Walking in from the open door under the high wall, the man wrapped in a gray-yellow robe turned his head and looked into the distance, cursing secretly in his heart.

I still remember that when he came here eight years ago, there was only a wall of about three meters on the edge of the industrial area.

The material of the walls is of very low quality, mostly made of mixed construction waste recycled from the ruins of the city.

There are many mottled handprints and footprints on the cement left in the gaps between the waste materials. At first glance, they look like funny graffiti drawn by children.

but now.

Looking at this huge wall that stretched as far as the eye could see and was seven stories high, Bernie swallowed and felt an unfounded fear in his heart.

Monster, pure monster!

Does Sunny Harbor Shelter want to build this place into a steel fortress?

Do they no longer intend to stay underground and want to live on the surface?

madman.

After making an internal evaluation, Bernie turned his head forcibly, suppressing the fear of giant objects in his heart.

For the Blue Star humans living in the post-war era, especially for Old Gopher, going to live on the ground is actually a very difficult thing to accept.

From the moment they are born, they live in the dark underground.

I grew up there and grew old there.

Many people naturally have unreasonable fear of the ground, just like humans always have awe of the deep sea.

They only heard that in the pre-war era, humans lived on the ground, in these steel jungles.

At that time, there were no terrifying radioactive mutated beasts or mutants, nor were there predators or wanderers with ulterior motives.

The people live and work in peace and contentment, enjoy family happiness, and breathe fresh air.

Moreover, there was no war that could break out at any time in that era.

Unlike now, as long as you go to the ground, you have to be alert for any danger nearby.

While thinking about it, Bernie left this terrifying high wall and walked inside.

Fortunately, once we got inside, everything immediately became normal.

Scattered factory buildings are distributed on both sides of the main street, and two-wheeled industrial robots full of technology are busy walking through the crowd.

The patrolling guard stood in a tall sentry tower, looking down at everything below.

The residents of Qinggang City seem to have become accustomed to life on the ground, walking around casually on the streets.

Either enter a small shop with a signboard, or transport packaged materials to a designated location.

Unlike in the pre-war era, all work was taken over by the brain, and humans only needed to sit in front of the terminal to view the results.

The industrial area of ​​Sunny Harbor Refuge has developed a unique tacit understanding.

Humans and robots have different jobs and do not interfere with each other.

"Has this place developed to this extent?"

There was an uncontrollable expression of surprise on Bernie's face.

This kind of development progress.

Is it the result of what Qinggang Shelter has been quietly doing for the past eight years?!

This is too exaggerated.

They actually secretly created such a large-scale industrial area behind high walls.

No wonder the war between Pingtan Shelter and Sunny Harbor Shelter was stopped by a simple threat that night.

"Dear Flamingo Refuge Manager, Mr. Bernie, welcome to our Expedition Meeting at Sunny Harbor Refuge."

Walking all the way inside, I finally came under another wall.

Before Bernie could react from his daze, a blond man walked into the open doorway below.

"Remember the last time you came here, I was the one who received you, right?"

"Minister Lewis?"

"Fortunately, it seems you haven't forgotten me yet." The blond man showed a happy but polite smile.

"This is just our peripheral industrial zone. If you want to visit, I will assign someone to take you around after the meeting. Today our meeting will be held at the harbor island."

"Island?"

...

"We're here, ahead is the first line of defense of Sunny Harbor Refuge, the Lightning Barrier!"

Passing through the complex ruins of the city, the towering giant wall of defense finally came into view of four figures wearing power armor.

Standing in the middle, Sumo had a surprised expression on his face.

Is it... such an ancient line of defense?

In my impression, in the future ruins, only some gathering places with smaller terrain will adopt this method of defense to ensure the safety of the residents inside.

Large-scale gathering places will not invest in this area at all, and will confine their outward development routes to one-third of an acre.

This clear harbor refuge...

"The original intention of building this lightning wall was not actually for the safety of residents, but to save supplies."

Seemingly sensing Sumo's doubts, the tall man wearing a power armor walking beside him spoke out.

"On Blue Star, you will encounter riots of radiation beasts every few seasons. They will lose their minds and attack the buildings left by humans on the ground. You can see the remaining ruins in the city, most of which were left by them.

The handwriting that came down.”

"If Sunny Harbor Shelter wants to develop an industrial area on the ground, it must reduce the losses caused by riots."

"Of course, now that we have moved to another place, it may be unnecessary."

Mature technology has indeed changed human life.

From the moment starch protein technology moves towards mass production, farming has become a thing of the past to a certain extent.

With sufficient energy supply, mankind only needs to continue to develop industry to quickly restore the glory of its heyday.

Therefore, even if it costs a little more manpower and materials.

As long as the industrial area can be protected, it means that the food rations are protected.

The four of them continued forward, about a hundred meters, and finally reached the outermost edge of Qinggang Shelter.

In front of the open alloy door, there were twelve militiamen wearing exoskeleton armor standing guard.

Seeing the powered armor approaching from afar, the captain showed a hint of awe on his face and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

"Dear guest, stop here. You must come into contact with all weapons when entering the Qinggang Sanctuary. The power armor is also..."

Before he finished speaking, the man in the black power armor silently clicked on the left side of the armor.

call.

A blue projection shot out, shining on the wall, and a hollow gold coin pattern appeared.

As if someone was strangling his throat, the captain's last half of his words were stuck in his throat, and he could only whimper twice in embarrassment.

"It turns out to be the master of the foundation, please come in."

A local snake sanctuary in a port city is really nothing compared to the behemoth foundation.
To be continued...