My Doomsday Simulator Game.

Chapter 147 146. The Origin of Icefield Rats

The temporary headquarters of the Knights Templar is not big and looks ordinary among the tents.

The four first-generation knights still needed further treatment. Yang Minyi was busy managing the gathering place. No one took care of Anna, so she ran to an empty corner of the gathering place and secretly practiced swordsmanship.

She was wearing a short-sleeved training suit today, wielding a wooden sword, sweating profusely, her eyes extremely serious.

The little mouse was lying on the ground, chewing potato chips, scratching its belly, and squeaking, as if cheering Anna on.

Shadows gathered, and Su Hong appeared in the open space.

"Teacher, why are you here?" Anna was stunned and was about to put down the wooden sword.

"Keep practicing." Su Hong sat down next to the little mouse.

"Oh."

The girl quickly gathered her thoughts and tried to swing the sword seriously, but when she thought that someone was watching her, her heart became confused and she didn't swing the wooden sword as smoothly as before.

Su Hong shook his head. "Your mentality is still too bad. You are easily disturbed by external things. Come back. I have something to say."

After saying that, he handed the towels neatly placed on the ground to the girl.

"Thank you, Master." Anna took the towel with both hands and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Su Hong said, "I won't stop you from investigating espionage in the future, but you must understand that it is necessary to ensure your own safety."

"Don't say you are my apprentice. Even if you are the chief of the Southern District, the enemy may attack you once they are exposed."

"Yes, Master." Anna sat opposite Su Hong and nodded obediently, "Shaq and I will be careful and will never act rashly when you are not around."

Su Hong's tone relaxed a little, "Anna, I know you are smart, but we are not playing house when dealing with the enemy."

"These guys are more powerful than you think. One day you will understand."

Anna seemed to understand, but nodded in confusion.

"If you ever reach the end of your rope, remember to wait for me where there is fire."

The fire that Su Hong was referring to was the fire shelter.

If Anna really joined the resistance, he hoped that Anna could survive and meet him in the Spark Sanctuary.

Anna suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart and asked anxiously, "Master, are you leaving?"

It was the first time that she saw her mysterious master talking so much, as if he was leaving his last words.

"It's okay, I'm just taking precautions." Su Hong took out several disaster treasures, "Try to improve yourself, I will come to check your training results at any time."

"Yes." Although testing is scary, it is better than anything bad happening.

Su Hong spent several hours teaching Anna swordsmanship, and only said goodbye to Anna when the sun went down and the afterglow of the sunset cast a shadow on the gathering place.

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Garden District.

Su Hong moved the bedroom furniture to the storage room and completely emptied the bedroom where a big hole was blown out by a shell.

"Everything is ready, and we can start the next round of simulation."

He returned to the storage room, put on his armor, and sat on the edge of the bed.

This time he did not intend to continue to fight the Dawn Cult head-on, but planned to bypass Han Feng and his men who were about to arrive in Sheng City, and go directly to Qinghai City to find the Fire Seed Shelter. "Meet up with the resistance army, maybe we can learn from them the distribution of the Dawn Cult's personnel, and then we can find a way to avoid or deal with Melanie."

With his current strength, he could indeed run away if he met Melanie, but the Dawn Cult has more than just one Holy Envoy.

If he continued to get entangled with Melanie for too long, it might attract the attention of other Holy Envoys, leading to disastrous consequences.

How to deal with this old witch specifically would have to wait until he went to the Fire Shelter in person to plan, so there was no point in thinking about it now.

Su Hong opened the game interface and said silently, "Start simulation."

"The current disaster potential is 103/103. The disaster potential will increase as the number of times you are exposed to disasters increases. Do you want to consume 100 points of disaster potential to start the simulation?"

"Yes."

"Simulation begins, good luck."

The potential for disaster disappeared, a loud bang shook the eardrums, the picture in the storage room shook rapidly, and the originally bright room was extinguished due to power outage.

Su Hong thought that Wang Chengzhi must have left the community and the alliance stopped supplying power.

The world fell into darkness, and only the faint light leaking in from the crack in the door allowed Su Hong to barely see some things in the storage room.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but wisps of white frost spread in from outside, dyeing the floor and walls of the storage room white.

However, compared to the frost hell outside, the storage room was much warmer, and there were even a lot of canned food reserves piled together.

Soon, Su Hong saw a hole in the wall. A group of mutant rats found this place and settled down there.

A thought flashed through Su Hong's slow mind, "Damn it, I should have asked Philip to move all the cans to the spider's nest."

It's warm and there's food in here, it's simply a paradise for these mutant rats.

These guys occupied the bed behind Su Hong and built a warm fortress with all kinds of cotton.

After being transformed by the aura of disaster, these wild rats became quite smart. Su Hong even saw the mutated rats piling their feces together to block the gap between the door and the door frame.

These mutant mice spent some comfortable days in the storage room, but the weather outside was getting colder and the food was becoming less.

Many mutant mice went out to find food and never came back. The remaining mice could only hide in their nests and use sleep to avoid hunger and cold.

The temple of life flourished for a time, but eventually fell into decline helplessly, and the once bustling storage room became cold and boring.

Su Hong's consciousness gradually became numb, and he fell into silence along with the darkness.

After a long time, a mutant mouse was fed up with hunger and cold, so it took the initiative to leave its relatively warm nest, and set out from the only hole in the storage room leading to the outside world. It stepped into the world of ice and snow without hesitation, and never came back.

The image of the mouse flashed through Su Hong's mind, and he felt a little moved. The mouse looked familiar to him.

Just like... the giant white-haired rat he met on the ice field.

It turned out that the warrior in the mouse family did not die in the cold hell. It survived, adapted to the cold, and became the overlord of this area.

What will the mouse hiding in the nest feel when it sees it again?

He didn't know what these mice would think, he only knew that he was about to return.

The barrier between consciousness and the world disappeared, and his sense of touch and smell returned. Su Hong felt a little cold. The musty smell in the air seemed to solidify and filled into his lungs along with the dust, making him frown and cough a few times.

(End of this chapter)