Chapter 1719 Desperate Situation
On the Pacific Ocean.
The power of industrialization completely exploded.
Once the McCanns are at a critical moment of life and death, especially when the consortium finds itself facing a critical moment of life and death, the movement of power can be jaw-dropping.
In just half a month, a sea shelter composed of countless scrap ships, second-hand ships, and even new ships was formed.
It covers an area of at least hundreds of square kilometers.
A giant ship of 10,000 tons is 90 meters long and 20 meters wide, taking a maximum of 2,000 square meters.
This maritime refuge requires at least 50,000 10,000-ton ships.
There are not so many giant ships of 10,000 tons in the world included in the statistics.
This shows how strong the adaptability can be when faced with the threat of death.
Planes one after another, carrying professionals, service personnel, and wealthy people, landed in this shelter.
Ship after ship, carrying various supplies and fuel, was transported to the temporary port of the shelter.
Every time you get close, you have to go through nine layers of inspection and disinfection to ensure that not a single spore enters.
Spores don't have any extraordinary powers. In fact, they are fragile and easy to detect.
As long as a whole-body CT scan is performed, it can be found whether there are spores inside the human body or living things.
After discovering it, it can be killed only by pouring heavy metals or other drugs into it.
The real difficulty is to face the spores that have already parasitized in the brain. In this case, the only option is to remove them.
After all, heavy metals are too harmful to the brain.
A plane landed and a group of people got off.
They are all young people, all dressed in high-end fashion, with confidence and arrogance on their faces.
However, when faced with the swarming investigation teams, they were very cooperative. No one dared to say that they did not need this kind of service.
Because behind them are groups of fully armed biochemical soldiers.
“There is something abnormal inside this man!”
“I just had heart surgery.” A young man argued.
“Take it away!”
"No, don't send me back, I can undergo further examination." The young man struggled.
However, what greeted him the next moment was just a bullet.
A bullet hole appeared on his forehead, and the man died with his eyes wide open.
Others were silent, and all the things they were usually proud of did not exist at this time.
They were soon caught on another ship.
The ship has no driver, everything is on autopilot and will sail to a fixed location.
Everyone stood behind the railing on the ship's deck, looking longingly at the dilapidated and old shelter.
At this time, in the hearts of these people who were once pampered, that place was paradise.
"They can't treat us like this! We paid for it!" A woman finally couldn't help it.
In order to enter the shelter, she had been suppressing all her emotions.
However, at this moment, she was obviously exiled, how could she endure it?
“There is no way, Hina, this is a doomsday crisis. No one cares about our previous status and wealth. The money is just a pile of waste paper, which they use to fool those workers into working. It's used to defraud people of supplies." Another middle-aged man sighed.
People like him have seen through everything.
Although he is also a member of the upper class, when the crisis comes, after excluding the lower class, the upper class itself will split into upper, middle and lower classes.
"What should we do? There is no one on the boat, we are completely abandoned! It's all the fault of that dead Hans, who insisted on picking up the girl halfway, now it's better, he is finished, and he will be implicated Then we will be expelled too!" Hina yelled in pain.
Others looked at her calmly.
This made Hina a little surprised. Normally, these friends should be as abusive as me.
Although they are usually well-mannered, that is normal times.
Could it be?
A terrible guess came to Hina's mind.
"It seems that you are right, yes, we have been infected, but fortunately, the fungus that infected us is a group of moderates who can communicate. Everyone has reached an agreement that we will do ten more things every day A mathematical problem to provide them with extra nerve impulse energy, and it will give us an ecological position to optimize the body, including eliminating fat, removing toxins, and driving away germs..." the middle-aged man said seriously.
"What kind of bullshit condition is this? I don't want to do any of it." Hina yelled.
Then two women came forward and lifted her up, while two more men grabbed her legs and put her upside down into the sea water.
“Do you want to do it now?” the middle-aged man asked seriously.
Everyone else looked at Hina who was standing upside down in the water.
The only answer to him was the sound of "gudu" and "gudu".
“You are such a tenacious woman. I am impressed by you.”
“Is there anything difficult about doing math problems with the motivation of wanting to breathe fresh air? ”
“Why don’t you agree?”
After three attempts, there was still no answer.
"Sure enough, we still underestimate human will." Someone suddenly said.
“Awesome.”
“A pampered woman has such willpower, it is too difficult to conquer human beings.”
“Our approach is the right one Yes, only symbiosis is the way out, which can soften them and let them fight themselves.”
While several people were discussing, Hina finally bent and stretched her body and raised her head out of the water with great perseverance.
"I promise! A hundred will do!"
"..."
Everyone was silent.
"Okay, then one hundred." The middle-aged man nodded, "Pull her up."
Several people pulled Hina up, and then someone put a drop of blood under her nose.
Not long after, Hina's eyes showed a trace of confusion, and then a trace of determination.
"Human beings will not coexist with us. They have wiped out many species and will definitely wipe out us. We must break into them and wipe out the resisters." Hina said.
“But they have the most complete resistance measures, and the force we have is still lacking.”
“Then take your time, wait until we occupy the land, restore the production line, and occupy the most labor force, where else can they escape?”
Everyone nodded, and then someone started to go in and control the ship.
…………
“We will definitely lose this battle,” a staff officer said pessimistically in a command post in the sea shelter, “because we cannot save Most people. The spores will use these people to build a military industry and eventually attack us."
"In this case, reduce everyone's labor force to the same level, but they can infect animals and plants. Animals and plants do not have the ability to produce human beings. They only have the ability of animals and plants themselves, which at most is to speak." Someone said.
Everyone understood what he meant, this was the final battle.
"It's useless. We have made estimates a long time ago. The biggest threat in the so-called final battle is to destroy high-value targets, but at most it will destroy 50 to 70% of all mankind. With bad luck, it will only be 20 to 30%, which is far away. The theoretical destruction effect cannot be achieved. Nuclear winter does not exist, and it will recover in two years."
Everyone was silent.
Had I known this would happen, I would have made ten thousand more.
Who would have thought that there would be today's results?
(End of this chapter)