"I walk alone in this world, loneliness spreads like weeds, and the blue pond of time is an inescapable spell for me, so sometimes I think, if one day I am really forced to live in another barren dimension, then I will do two things. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"First, I must bring the person I hate the most in my life, because there is nothing more terrible than desolation, and second, I must bring the woman I love the most in my life, because I finally understand the meaning of the saying that having you is the same as owning the whole world. ”

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Time just became redundant.

Lin Yuan, the protagonist of this world, and Claire, a suspected former anti-virus hunter, are gone, and it has been proved that they are indeed not in league with the virus.

Mu Shaoan was trapped in a lonely city alone.

Every seven or eight days or ten days, mechanical viruses will suddenly kill a wave, that's right, they are really likely to be hiding in an underground base somewhere nearby, and they have been dormant, the greater Mu Shao'an's movement to transform this world, the more they will wake up, or it may also be the more they will produce.

Every time, Mu Shaoan had to do his best to barely kill this wave of mechanical viruses, format their corpses, and pick up the essence code, so this was also the reason why he had the ability to persevere.

And he has never given up building his own city, nor has he forgotten that he wants to farm and restart the system.

It's just that the process is too slow.

Because he was the only one, he had to carefully calculate the location of the fortified walls and leave room for farming, so he was building the walls almost at a turtle speed.

One month

Two months

Three months, it took him three months to build a pentagonal sub-fort on the periphery based on the No. 01 fortress, in this sub-fort, finally had his first space, an area of about twenty square meters, shoveled away the yellow sand, paved with stone slabs, and continued to strengthen, then spread two meters of soil again, buried a few apple trees and some vegetables, wheat seeds, watering, fertilizing, this process regardless of whether the standard is standard or not, but it makes Mu Shaoan excited to look up to the sky and roar.

Now he is really a living savage.

His armor had been torn apart before, and his clothes had been torn to shreds in the previous battles, and he was shirtless, and his hair was almost a foot long.

He didn't have time to think about anything else, so after the battle, he went on a big construction spree, and after finishing the construction, he became a farmer, and after he became a farmer, he continued to train in battle, and he couldn't fall asleep until he was tired like a dog.

And with the unearthing of green seedlings in his field, while bringing Mu Shaoan great happiness and excitement, all this seems to have really been said by Claire, and the number of mechanical viruses suddenly increased, originally there were only more than a hundred in one wave, but this day it suddenly increased to nearly two hundred.

With the buzzing of the territory stone warning system, Mu Shao'an, who was asleep, jumped up, and the first thing he did was to pick up the territory stone, and then press the mechanism, and the huge three-layer lid immediately blocked the top of his field, needless to say, the first target of those mechanical viruses was here.

The three layers of cover are specially made by Mu Shao'an, the first layer is reinforced logs, the second layer is reinforced bluestone, and the third layer is strengthened iron plates.

Basically, there is no need to worry that those mechanical viruses can be destroyed, of course, the premise is that he Mu Shaoan cannot be killed.

When he rushed to the fortress platform, he was greeted by a dense steel stimulus, a full fifty mechanical porcupines, this lineup was a bit scary.

A wave of thousands of steel spikes would definitely wipe out the durability of his Immortal Heavy Shield.

However, Mu Shao'an is now different from before, he doesn't block with a shield at all, nor does he dodge behind the battlements of the city wall, he just pulls out the battle fire long knife like lightning, and dances a knife light in mid-air, like a knife curtain that water can't splash into, and no steel thorn can rush in.

"Boom, boom!"

A huge crash sounded at the same time, and it was still an eternal routine, the infantry rushed, the artillery bombarded, the infantry rushed after the artillery bombarded, and the artillery bombarded the infantry charged.

At least twenty mechanical bison slammed into the outer wall of the fortress from all directions, this earth-shattering impact was definitely no less than the great collision of heaven and earth, if people who saw this scene for the first time were estimated to be scared to the point of numbness, but this was just a small meaning for Mu Shao'an.

Taking advantage of the gap between the second wave of steel spikes of the mechanical porcupine, his whole person suddenly accelerated and ran, jumped more than six meters high from the six-meter-high gap in the city wall again, and then turned 1080 degrees in the air like a gymnast, not for good looks, but for acceleration, locking and accumulating momentum!

Then he stabbed his whole body like lightning, and the knife pierced the back of a mechanical bison right in the heart.

This is the method that Mu Shao'an thought of to deal with these extremely high defense and infinite power mechanical bison, that's right, isn't my battle fire long knife a little thin?

It's okay, gravitational acceleration is fine.

In fact, there will be no problem, this knife pierces, the 75-centimeter-long long knife blade is completely lost, and it will kill with one hit.

"Squeak!"

Seven or eight mechanical mice suddenly jumped up, their flexibility and speed gave them a talent for picking up cheap, if it was in the past, Mu Shaoan would still have suffered a lot of losses.

But now it's all a routine.

Unhurriedly, he drew his knife out, tiptoed a little, jumped up, stepped on the fortress wall, and then slid like a spiritual snake, and instantly hid in the battlements of the city wall, and the third wave of mechanical porcupine's steel thorn rain also happened to arrive as promised.

In the blink of an eye, twenty or thirty mechanical rats jumped up on the fortress platform, half of them rushed towards Mu Shao'an, and half of them were frantically squeaking and scratching the platform lid with their claws.

The nineteen mechanical bison outside the fortress ran away again, because they were rushing and ramming like this in this attack, so they had to keep a distance, which was more painful.

Fortunately, Mu Shao'an has now strengthened the thickness of the outer wall of the fortress to a thickness of three meters.

That's right, he had to do this in order to defend the twenty square meters of his middle field, and it seemed that he would need to continue to strengthen the thickness in the future.

The collision of those mechanical bison was earth-shattering.

However, Mu Shaoan is not in a hurry at this time, it is useless to be anxious, according to past experience, he must not leave the battle platform of the fortress, because once he reaches the open field, a bison charge or a mechanical porcupine salvo can make the obedient person again.

Fortunately, among the offensive sequences of these mechanical viruses, mechanical mice are the most.

It's Mu Shaoan's favorite.

Seeing more than a dozen mechanical mice besieging him, he immediately took off the Immortal Heavy Shield, and rammed through with a phantom assault.

Don't lose your strength, you can drop ten times with one force!

The sound of "bang bang bang" is like the sound of a warm war drum, Mu Shao'an's footsteps are staggered, his body is shaking, like the most ethereal dancer on the stage, often able to brush the edge of the claws in the extremely dangerous encirclement and interception.

This agility is a perfect combination of roughness, as each of his shield blows is incredibly powerful and fast, like five uppercuts in one go. Everywhere they passed, people turned on their backs.

No mechanical rat could withstand his five consecutive shield blows, and it was an instant uproar.

When the nineteen bison outside once again stalked their necks and crashed wildly, the mechanical rats that jumped up on the entire fortress platform had been emptied by Mu Shao'an at the fastest speed, not necessarily all of them, at least more than half of them were directly slapped out by the heavy blow of the shield.

In other words, his current shield slam is really like a fly, a swatter.

This kind of simplest, almost every C-level anti-virus hunter's necessary combat skill when going out, really shines in Mu Shaoan's hands.

"Boom, boom!"

Another wave of impact.

The error was no more than three seconds, and he hung the immortal heavy shield on his back casually, Mu Shaoan drew his knife again and jumped up with the help of force, flipping 1080 degrees in the air, it was still exactly the same routine, and he killed a mechanical bison in one second, and then rushed back to the fortress platform under the steel thorn rain of the mechanical porcupine.

In a matter of seconds, dozens of mechanical mice also quickly climbed up.

Didn't say, on the shield.

It's like a routine cleaning of the dust cobwebs in the house, there are no ups and downs, and there are no big surprises.

Mu Shao'an's heart is as indifferent as granite.

Wave after wave, the mechanical viruses decreased one by one, and when the twentieth mechanical bison was killed, most of the mechanical mice were basically shot by Mu Shao'an's shield, and the remaining fifty mechanical porcupines were basically no longer a threat.

Often in this case, they either choose to flee or continue to attack.

I can't talk about whether he is really stupid or fake stupid, but Mu Shaoan's performance is definitely the stupidest. Because he loved to dance on the battlefield with the dense steel spikes they shot out, it was real.

Because at this time, he regards this as the best time period for him to train in light and heavy knives.

In other words, in this barren world, how happy it is to find such a tacit sparring opponent.

So in this way, in the dense rain of steel thorns like flying locusts, Mu Shaoan was not wearing armor, he was shirtless, just holding a knife in both hands, slightly closing his eyes, his expression was leisurely, and the long knife changed with the pace of his body, that comfortable appearance, people who didn't know would think that he was listening to Richard Clayderman's autumn whispers.

In fact, when one sees killing and fighting as no longer a form of pain and resistance to terror, then everything will change, and fighting will become an art.

This training often lasts for a full hour, until the mechanical porcupines can no longer shoot a single steel thorn.

Mu Shao'an was unscathed, just stood there quietly with such a expression, watching those mechanical porcupines flee but not chasing, around him, there was a dense jungle of steel thorns, like a mountain full of weeds, lush.

From a distance, it looks like a landscape painting without color. (To be continued.) )