Post-Apocalyptic Survival Modpack

Chapter 96, Section 95: The Real End of the World
That was a truly terrifying scene.

People love to describe things as natural disasters, using this exaggerated technique to embellish their literature.

However, when a real disaster strikes, it's not certain that anyone will offer any praise.

"This time we can't hide it anymore."

The secret staff in each of the internment camps looked up at the sky and said those words.

All viruses and infections to date, if controlled properly, can be kept in their early stages and do not threaten normal human life.

Given its small size and ease of containment, keeping it secret with a little care is not difficult.

But this time it won't work; the target is simply too big.

Everyone could see this disaster with the naked eye.

On this day, Oswald was urgently recalled by the king to deal with the great flood.

"Unstoppable, unquenchable."

After initial exploration, Oswald gave this answer.

If it were just a regular flood, let alone Oswald, even Wang Ji himself could have subdued it.

But this time it seems not to work; it will keep rising, higher and higher each time, with a momentum that won't stop until it submerges all the land.

To put it simply, we can only tough it out.

"Then hang in there!"

The four towers of miracles lit up, and Oswald sat at the center of the matrix, using himself as the node and core, unfolding a sky curtain that covered the entire city.

With the first canopy opening and the technology successfully verified, Oswald immediately simplified the method and wrote it into the magic network. With the virtually limitless magic power within the magic network and the matrices deployed in various cities, large canopies automatically opened in the cities covered by the magic network to block the flood.

The sky opens with coastal areas taking priority, followed by inland areas.

Fortunately, the internet was faster than the flood, and before the flood arrived, most areas were covered by a canopy, saving the city.

fortunately.

Wang Ji breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, population centralization was carried out before this, otherwise the scattered population would have been a real problem.

The floodwaters gradually spread, engulfing the land.

Beneath the vast sky, people stared in astonishment at the towering waves that surged forward, their immense force destroying everything in their path.

The ecosystem has been completely altered, and abandoned settlements in the wild have become underwater ruins.

From then on, when I looked up, I no longer saw the sky and the sun and moon directly, but rather a blurry light through the water.

From space, the entire world appears as a water sphere, with no land visible.

Oswald looked at the world from before the moon and said, "The celestial canopy cannot be maintained forever. It is too dependent on magic, and its output will become unstable if it falls even slightly behind."

"I know."

Wang Ji responded, "This is not difficult to solve. Just replace the canopy with glass or other transparent materials."

“My building materials are very resistant to pressure. They can withstand anything, not just at this depth, but even at a depth of 10,000 meters in the ocean—as long as you don’t hit them directly.”

After exchanging a few words, Wang Ji got busy, making various plans and leading everyone in post-disaster recovery work.

Beneath the sky, large construction teams were established, taking out the Guardian Glass from the material network and covering and replacing it along the sky.

Next came the reinforcement of the foundation, the strengthening of various buildings, and the replacement of building materials.

For example, all the doors were replaced with synthetic doors. These are waterproof, so even if the door is opened, water cannot pass through them, as if there is a filter membrane.

The great flood ended just like that. Although it caused some damage and permanently changed the terrain, we survived it.

"At least it will be more reasonable to catch cod from the water in the future."

Wang Ji, on the other hand, was more optimistic.

It's just that the water has simply submerged the land.

Land isn't something that can't be recreated.

On the other hand, the floods even helped somewhat, offsetting one infection.

Necromantic infection—this thing is afraid of water, even more so than Endermen; it can be said that it dissolves upon contact with water.

Water in any form is highly toxic to this infection, causing the infected organisms to sink directly to the bottom and then wither and die.

In the current situation, taking it in would be considered protection.

Of course, canceling the containment and releasing them is impossible; it would be terrible if they respawned in the city.

"It's interesting that the apocalypse can be controlled by the apocalypse."

In any case, the great flood has passed.

But the news of the apocalypse could no longer be concealed, and people called this day the "Day of Divine Punishment," with various speculations and rumors constantly brewing and spreading.

Some of these were even directed at Wang Ji himself.

Some say that the sages defied the will of God, disrupted the course of world development, and caused people to live an excessively happy life that they should not have. Therefore, the merciless God sent down divine punishment, trying to return the world to the era of slash-and-burn agriculture.

Some say that the great sage touched upon some fundamental principle on his journey to explore the world, thus pressing a button that changed the world.

Many people who have experienced hardship and witnessed the world's development feel that this is a blessing in disguise.

Such rumors are not uncommon.

As one of the most active veteran cadres at the grassroots level, Ian, whose hair is already half-white, felt a headache coming on as he looked at these rumors.

After many years of working at the grassroots level, Ian truly understands what people are thinking.

People can be simple and kind, but sometimes, once they are influenced by certain ideas, especially when their living conditions are not good, their thinking can become somewhat distorted.

Not everyone has received a long and good education and is able to maintain clear cognition and thinking.

Most people follow the crowd.

If a few generations or even just one more generation pass, very few people will spread such meaningless rumors and speculations.

But not now, everything is just beginning.

Ultimately, the world has had far too little time to change.

Ian sighed, looked up at the blurry water and light above the dome, and couldn't help but start thinking.

How many more days like this will there be?

No one can answer.

All life strives to live and find a way out.

Like insectoid creatures in the wild, after the world became a water world, they once again embarked on a rapid evolution, transforming into many aquatic species, and survived by virtue of their own adaptability.

The Zerg seem to have finally realized something about the changes in the world. Their recent activities have become vaguely more organized, but they are still in a state of instinctive, unconscious cooperation, and are relatively passive.

Wang Ji also briefly spared time to pay attention to these insects.

"Perhaps it can evolve into a collective consciousness?"

That is, assuming these insects can live indefinitely.

With little attention being paid to the Zerg, a new event is on the horizon.

Three more days passed amidst the intense post-disaster recovery and preparations.

The sky suddenly turned crimson, and it began to rain.

But what fell was not water, but a viscous, unquenchable magical fire. It fell in swathes, turning the calm water surface into a blazing, luminous sea of ​​fire.

The ceiling is an endless red fissure from which magical fire drips, igniting the water's surface.

It's as if the world is weeping.

This day is known as 'World Weeping Day'.

A tangible, unquenchable magical fire, capable of burning almost anything, covered a large area of ​​water, imprisoning those below.

But it's not over yet.

A massive ice storm struck the area that was originally the Great Snowfield of the North, disrupting the peace of the entire northern region. A thick layer of ice formed on the water, and the ice was bitterly cold.

One after another, underwater volcanoes erupted in the East, the seawater boiled, the surface surged, and dark smoke broke through the deep sea and shot into the sky.

If this is the scene on the surface of the water, one can imagine how truly treacherous it is underwater, with the seabed turning dark and unsuitable for survival.

Many cities were affected, and the sky outside became as dark as night.

The residents below trembled with fear.

The construction team quietly sped up their work, quickly installing the indestructible Guardian Glass to replace the canopy.

The disaster is far from over.

A giant waterspout visible from space appeared in the south, causing great harm to insects. At its worst, a giant insect several hundred meters long that was deep in a large fissure was pulled out and had to struggle to pupate in the water.

However, these unusual phenomena on the water surface did not actually have a significant impact.

The most impactful event was the major earthquake in the West.

It was an underwater earthquake; there was nowhere to hide, only to endure it. People living in the sky truly felt the whole world shaking, with nowhere to escape.

Fortunately, due to the nature of the building, the foundations of the houses did not collapse; at most, they would crack slightly, thus preventing excessive damage.

But these disasters show no signs of stopping.

"Earth, fire, wind, and water—the four fundamental elements of the world—are in turmoil."

Oswald became more serious than ever before.

Wang Ji didn't quite understand the threat posed by the various viruses and monsters he had previously controlled, nor did he know what those things would look like if they developed.

But now, the world has changed in areas he is familiar with.

Auschwitz was the one who best understood the threat and consequences of what was happening now.

"If this continues, the laws of the world will gradually collapse."

Oswald returns from space and enters the Tower of Wonders.

He sat down on that stone chair once again.

The four towers of miracles burst forth with unprecedented light, and immense magic erupted from them, sending a massive pillar of magical light soaring into the sky and spreading throughout the world.

The magical fire gradually subsided, and the crimson sky faded.

The raging hail and storms in the north turned into fine snow, while the active volcanoes in the east gradually accumulated, transforming from explosive, oil-water-mixed eruptions into bubbling fires.

The waterspouts in the south turned into drizzle, and the massive underwater earthquake in the west was neutralized, only causing occasional tremors.

After doing all this, the Archmage did not stand up in the Four Towers of Miracles.

He can't stand up anymore—temporarily.

"I need some time to rewrite the operating mode of the central matrix of the Four Towers of Wonders so that it can take my place in making world-class adjustments."

"It won't take long, it can be completed within a day."

Oswald looked at Wang Ji and asked, slightly wearily, "Have you been dealing with similar things all this time?"

Seeing the Grand Mage unable to stand up for a short time, Wang Ji's feelings were somewhat complicated.

"Pretty much. I suppress them in the early stages, control them, and prevent them from growing."

"How much of this kind of disaster have you suppressed?"

Wang Ji did some calculations.

"12."

Oswald was speechless for a moment.

Twelve! Those are a full twelve disasters, and I only had to deal with two of them before it took me so much effort.

Although it's unclear what exactly those things Wang Ji is controlling are, the current situation suggests that they are quite dangerous.

It was only because those things were not in his familiar territory that he did not pay much attention to them. Seeing that Wang Ji seemed to handle them easily, he subconsciously thought that the apocalypse was nothing special.

Thinking about it now brings new feelings.

The young man before us, the great sage people speak of, probably never stops worrying about those things.

That’s true.

Wang Ji was genuinely afraid that those things would grow stronger. For example, flesh and blood. If this thing grew to a certain size, its value would also expand. In the later stages, even high-level magical arts would be instantly crushed.

With its health and attack power reaching tens or hundreds of thousands, it's estimated that only Osvid could rival it, since he's also a numerical monster.

Wang Ji still doesn't know the details of Auschwitz's background.

I've never seen him get injured, nor have I ever seen him actually launch any attacks; he's always just been doing regulatory work.

Very mysterious.

Fortunately, they were teammates.

Even so, Wang Ji was still somewhat uneasy, mainly due to the current situation.

"This is only the second apocalypse."

Specifically, it is the second doomsday of being out of control.

Only two and they're already like this.

worry.

"Can we keep going?"

Oswald shook his head: "I don't know, but I will do my best to resist all of this."

"I will not give up as long as it is within my power." His eyes revealed a firm determination.

"Okay, I believe you."

...

The successive disasters have destabilized the community.

At this time, cohesion becomes extremely important.

However, not everyone in this world is a saint, and only a very few can always remain steadfast and face reality with equanimity.

Many more people are filled with fear.

People don't understand why the world has changed so much in just over a month, and everything has become unfamiliar.

Unexpected calamities frequently occur, attempting to destroy all living beings.

But everyone had no choice but to continue resisting, praying that the disaster would end, or hoping that a great sage or a great mage could do something to completely resolve these chaotic situations.

Amidst the hasty handling, the day of disaster soon arrived again.

Wang Ji is in outer space, silently waiting for the world to change.

zizi——

An unusual noise came, and Wang Ji's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He tried to open the magic net, but the action became very difficult.

Signals in the magic network are disappearing one by one, and the matrix backend is frequently reporting errors…

A voice traveled across space into his consciousness. Wang Ji recognized the voice; it was Oswald.

"The magic itself is collapsing!"

Magic is the source of almost all power systems in this world, as indispensable as air.

If the magic collapses, the resulting chain reaction...

"No, the price is too high!"

Wang Ji immediately mobilized his cognitive points and materialized something new.

[Insect plague (arthropod phobia)]

As the cognitive points were depleted, the symptoms of the magic collapse disappeared instantly, and the world returned to normal.

It was pushed back.

Instead, a swarm of insects arrived.

Wang Ji looked at the water world in front of him.

From the center of the world, a gigantic, terrifying creature slowly crawled out and stood on the sea.

It was an insect, its body a combination of features of a centipede, a fly, a spider, and a scorpion, but it had no face or jaws. Its body was enormous, almost covering an entire city, and its height broke through the clouds, reaching straight to the sky.

Dark particles, obscuring the sky, swirled around him, making everything beneath him pitch black, with visibility extremely low, as if shrouded in thick fog.

Wang Ji recognized it; it was the ultimate boss of the insect plague, a god-like being among the insects, a 'torturer' that brought devastation and suffering to the world.

"Why did this final boss just suddenly appear?"

Wang Ji had a headache.

The Torturer, this behemoth, is a pure numerical and mechanical monster.

It will continuously summon various powerful mutated insects, forming an overwhelming insect plague.

Fortunately, it doesn't carry any viruses or infections, so you can just kill it without any aftereffects and you'll get a lot of materials.

It's easier said than done.

This enormous tormentor is not without reason to be called a mechanic monster.

It only has 1024 HP, less than Wang Ji, but it has a mechanism that prevents it from losing more than 10 HP per attack. In addition, it comes with 90% damage reduction of any type and high armor.

It's really hard to kill them in a head-on fight.

Moreover, its attack power is extremely high, capable of dealing at least 10,000 damage in one hit, or directly deducting one-third of the enemy's health, whichever is higher.

Even if Wang Ji is hit four times, he will still be able to resurrect.

"My magic has been restored."

From the stable magic network, Osvid sent a message.

Wang Ji immediately replied, "Yes, but now we have an even bigger problem."

Oswald: "I see it. Should I kill it?"

"Kill it!"

Wang Ji gave an affirmative reply.

Almost the instant the message was sent, the Torturers were engulfed by a massive explosion powerful enough to instantly destroy the old capital.

However, once the explosion subsided, it was almost completely intact.

The Grand Master actually ran into a wall.

Surprised, Wang Ji immediately revealed the information he knew.

"At most, it can only cause one percent damage to its health in one hit, but it also has high armor and 90% resistance?"

Oswald found the situation slightly tricky and immediately asked, "Is there any other way?"

"Yes, it can be sealed with something, but I can't get my hands on it right now."

"Or, if you have a way to cause it tremendous damage in one go, you can also break this rule."

Oswald: "How much damage do you want?"

Wang Ji thought for a moment.

Numerically speaking, you need to deal more than 100 million points of damage.

This damage exceeds the mechanism's processing range; it can directly produce miracles with sheer force, but Wang Ji really can't imagine what kind of effect it would actually have.

So all I could say was, "Give it as big as you want, don't hold back."

"it is good."

Oswald replied with only one word.

Click.

The next moment, Wang Ji heard a strange sound, as if something had cracked open.

"Wait, isn't this outer space? Where is that sound coming from?"

Wang Ji looked toward the source of the 'sound,' which was the enormous creature on the water's surface.

The tormentor, which had been waving its tentacles around, and the surrounding swarm of insects suddenly stopped moving, as if they were stuck in place.

Snapped!
Another cracking sound spread out, ignoring the rules of the vacuum.

The light around the tormentor suddenly became distorted, and large cracks appeared in the space, revealing the nothingness and emptiness outside the world.

Everything began to collapse toward the center of the crack.

The tormentor disappeared.

The space it occupied was also erased from this world.

The world has become permanently smaller.

"Is this okay?"

This time, Wang Ji was truly shocked.

You should have said so earlier if you were that strong. If that's the case, what's there to be afraid of? Just go for it...

No, that's not right.

Wang Ji immediately stopped thinking about it.

He realized that the price of this move was the world's potential, which could be described as cutting off a piece of flesh from the world.

If used too much, the world might collapse before the apocalypse even arrives.

It should not be used excessively.

Wang Ji calmed down.

anyway.

Oswald is a capable man; if you ask him to hold back, he truly holds back no matter what.

Their execution is truly top-notch; they never cut corners.

"Thanks to you."

Osvid said, "If the magic collapses, I will lose most of my power."

“These disasters seem to have been planned, one after another. If any link in the chain goes wrong, it will cause a serious chain reaction.”

"The elemental upheaval will become uncontrollable, and there will be the aftermath of a great flood."

"This is only the third one."

His words betrayed an unconcealable sorrow.

However, Wang Ji was even more helpless.

As it turns out, we cannot let the apocalypse run rampant; we must take control ourselves.

Can…

What's left are really a bunch of demons and monsters, very difficult to control.

There's nothing we can do about it.

Even if we inevitably get bogged down in a quagmire in the future, we must continue to delay for now, as long as possible, until we can find a solution.

Thus, the 'parasite' appeared in the world.

Various measures were initiated, starting with completely sealing off the infected area with bedrock walls, followed by a familiar set of controls.

To delay its evolutionary stage as much as possible.

Seeing the increasing number of infections, viruses, and parasite modules, and the decreasing number of choices, Wang Ji couldn't remain calm at all.

Very urgent.

There's just no way around it.

Cognition... the lurking apocalypse...

Wang Ji paced back and forth in the room, racking his brains but unable to find a complete solution.

Before you know it, another day has passed in a blur of activity.

"No, I can't think like that, it's pointless."

Wang Ji began to take action, preparing in advance for the next impending apocalypse.

【Angel of Death】

These monsters appear continuously as meteorites fall. They are harder than steel, have great vitality, are incredibly fast, and are extremely powerful and aggressive, hunting down any creature that makes a sound.

The solution is simple: just make noise frequently to disorient it, making it lose most of its threat. High-frequency sound waves can even briefly stun it, exposing its weaknesses so it can be easily killed.

Furthermore, due to its heavy outer shell armor, it cannot move in water and sinks immediately upon contact with water.

There are many ways to deal with it, and it seems easy to solve, but the problem is that it keeps reappearing everywhere and has no fixed root cause.

One might suddenly fall down at any moment and start killing everywhere.

To prevent this, the world has been forced to change and enter the 'noise age'.

Every city must generate sound at all times and in every location, and set up a high-frequency sound wave generator at regular intervals to counter the detection and attacks of the Angel of Death.

Once everything was ready, the black creature, which was called an angel but was actually ugly and only brought death, appeared. People could occasionally see this thing wandering around the noise concentration points.

They were then dealt with by the arriving guards – either by triggering high-frequency sound waves to expose their weaknesses and kill them, or by drowning them in water to suffocate them.

Order can still be barely maintained.

only…

"It's getting more and more chaotic."

Looking at one solution after another, Wang Ji felt that the world was becoming somewhat cramped.

Freedom is severely restricted, making it impossible for everyone to stretch their arms and legs and do what they want.

Even himself.

If this were a game save file, Wang Ji would definitely be so angry that he would delete the save file, quit playing, and start a clean save file without these things.

But in reality, there is no other choice.

Nourishes—

Just as he was feeling troubled, a warning suddenly appeared, forcing Wang Ji to shift his attention.

A city in the east has lost internet access; the matrix has lost signal.

"what's the situation?"

Wang Ji immediately opened the gate to the Immortal Realm and began the teleportation.

In an instant, he arrived at his target city.

Formerly the central city of the Far Eastern Desert – the Desert Capital.

(End of this chapter)