Fang Luo has a feeling that the natural disasters in the apocalypse are not over yet. Natural disasters are not limited to high temperatures. This winter may be extremely cold, and countless people may freeze to death.

"You have to prepare in advance."

Fang Luo looked at the tens of thousands of men and women working in the manor. Many of them were only wearing short sleeves, and many women were even shirtless or wearing only underwear.

They don't care about being shy.

We are all used to it.

Now is the end of the world. Materials are consumables, and clothes will also wear out. The more they are used, the less they use. They have no clothes at all.

After this period of time, the zombies have become more and more powerful.

Their upgrade speed is much faster than that of human superpowers.

The strongest zombie Fang Luo has ever encountered has evolved to level 8, one level higher than him.

However, zombies have low IQs and cannot display their full strength, and Fang Luo's combat effectiveness cannot be viewed based on level alone.

The level 8 zombie last time only managed one move in Fang Luo's hands.

Then it clicked.

Common zombies now have level 4.

But only a small number of superpowers can keep up with the upgrade speed of zombies.

This also caused many small gangs in Los Angeles to be wiped out by zombies because they did not have enough means to deal with the evolved zombies.

Some gangs have no survivors.

All were eaten by zombies.

Some lucky survivors escaped and joined several big gangs.

Fang Luo's 'Ionia' is now the safest gang in Los Angeles City.

Last time, Fang Luo ordered He Dajiang to strengthen the defense of the manor. Now more than a month has passed, and the walls of the manor have all been covered with metal, and these metals have been strengthened by He Dajiang.

He Dajiang is now a level 6 psychic.

His strongest defense can reach 25,000 kilograms, which means that the manor's wall defense can also reach 25,000 kilograms.

Moreover, the metal of the fence is made of several layers stacked on top of each other.

This also makes the fence stronger.

Few zombies can breach the manor's walls.

Therefore, many survivors now choose to seek refuge in Fang Luo's manor.

There are now tens of thousands of manor-level survivors.

There are also more than 2,000 people with supernatural powers.

With such a population in ancient times, Fang Luo could be regarded as a small vassal.

Fang Luo is not worried that they will have no place to live. The manor covers an area of ​​more than 120 acres, and it can easily accommodate 100,000 people.

So he doesn't refuse anyone who comes.

However, Fang Luo will not provide them with free food. Everyone must work to eat, otherwise they will starve to death.

Food is limited.

Fang Luo is now at level 7. If he wants to replenish his energy, he has to eat more than 200 kilograms of food every day.

In the future, as the level increases, it may be increased.

Therefore, it is impossible to distribute food to tens of thousands more people.

However, Fang Luo had people reclaim the wasteland and plant food before, and now it has begun to sprout.

It is estimated that it will be harvested in a few months.

"Zi Jin."

Fang Luo found Lin Zijin in the manor and expressed his speculation: "I have a feeling that hypothermia is coming soon. Let the survivors build more dormitories."

Now, most of the survivors still sleep on the ground in the open air.

It was fine when it was hot before.

If they wait until winter and sleep naked on the ground again, they will have no choice but to wait to die.

It was freezing and freezing.

"Low temperature?"

Lin Zijin's expression also became solemn, he nodded and said: "Don't worry, husband, I'll give the order right now."

"Um."

Fang Luo looked at Lin Zijin with relief.

Lin Zijin can be said to be a good helper. Fang Luo himself has been busy improving his strength. Lin Zijin helps manage many things in the manor.

Fang Luo feels like he is now...an emperor who ignores government affairs.

Fortunately, there is a virtuous queen in the harem.

"Boss!"

At this time, a monkey wearing a leather jacket and sunglasses walked over casually, with a gold chain around his neck, a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, and bared teeth.

"Why did you come back alone? Where is Mother Dian? What's the matter?"

Fang Luo rolled his eyes.

After the Monkey King earned points, the first thing he did not go to buy food was to go to Fang Luo to buy clothes and have his hair styled.

So damn beautiful.

"Boss, we found a top-quality crystal meteorite, but we can't get it. We want you to come over and help." The Monkey King said.

"Oh? Where."

Fang Luo is interested, but he can't even get the Mother of Lightning?

"None of us can swim in the sea at the pier."

"In the sea?"

Fang Luo's expression changed slightly. He had always looked for crystals on the ground before, and had never put his target in the water.

But if you think about it carefully, there may be more crystals in the water than on land.

Because the ratio of water to land on the earth is 71%:29%.

More than 70% of it is water.

The probability of a crystal falling into the sea is much higher than the probability of falling to the ground.

"Let's go and have a look."

Fang Luo waved his hand and drove the Lamborghini sports car all the way to the dock.

"Fuck, boss, I haven't gotten on the bus yet, I haven't gotten on the bus yet..."

Los Angeles is a coastal city, close to the world's largest ocean, the Pacific Ocean.

The average depth of the Pacific Ocean is close to 4,000 meters, and the deepest places are far more than this number.

The ocean is also the only body of water that has not evaporated due to high temperatures.

However, sea water is not drinkable.

In the past, when there was no water in the high temperature, some people tried to drink sea water, and they died faster than anyone else.

"Meow!"

Seeing Fang Luo, Dian Mu called out and pointed at the sea with her paw.

"Boss."

Yang Tian also came over and greeted Fang Luo respectfully.

"Is the crystal here?"

Fang Luo looked at the sea surface and saw that the waves were very rough, with an average height of two to three meters.

With such a wave, even experienced fishermen who have lived by the sea all year round dare not go out to sea, let alone go into the water.

"Yes."

Yang Tian nodded: "I can sense that the meteorite is about 30 meters away from the shore."

"30 meters?"

Fang Luo nodded, it's not too far away. He flashes in one space and can now reach 300 meters.

"Okay, I'll go take a look."

Fang Luo is ready to go into the water.
To be continued...