"I'm in the toilet, I just got off the toilet. Everyone, long time no see!"

"I don't know why, but I always feel that I will lose a lot of money today. Is there anyone who can tell fortunes and helps to tell a fortune..."

"I have this feeling upstairs, and I always feel like I will lose a lot..."

"I'm very inspired, I tell you, it's true, but intuition tells me that this is a good thing, although I don't know why..."

"Has anyone found a solution to the impact of gray fog on sight? Those degenerate races who do not speak of martial ethics carry out sneak attacks every day, and they are so annoying!"

“1!”

"The solution to the fog? Tell you clearly that you have not, don't dream..."

"It's not that there is no one. Someone here has initially solved the vision problem through special mysterious props, but it's not replicable..."

"Listen to your words is better than listening to your words..."

"Are there any slaves sold? Put on the trading market, and the system price is 10 times high..."

"Ten times charge? Does it include upgrade money? Then I will pay a few third-level slaves..."

"I think too much, the price of upgrading should be doubled at most..."

"Selling a few bottles of 50ML 'red potion' is the effect of restoring 30% of the body's functions. You can drink it with water. The price is 3,000 foggy points. If you need it, buy it yourself..."

...

Ten times the purchase? It seems that everyone is very rich... After Colin hurriedly scanned a few pages, he saw many high-priced purchases...

From the above, the current survivors generally have a large demand for various metal minerals and populations.

After all, they are still being harassed by the "degenerate race" at present, and mining is very difficult, and they are basically consuming the survival of the last transaction.

Secondly, there is a gap in medical products...

The gap in this aspect is even bigger, so that just a bottle of "red potion" can sell at a high price of 3,000 mist points...

“Yeah?’Red Potion’?”

Colin suddenly realized that this thing was from the previous generation...

This means that someone has come into contact with the previous generation again?

"It seems that it's not incomprehensible. In the late stages of the previous generation, they ran around and encountered it very normally, and they may have more people than us..."

Colin muttered in his heart.

Although I don't know what happened in the last period, what is certain is...

There are definitely many people who survive.

These people ran out from all directions, and some of them were not particularly strange.

Without thinking too much, Colin looked at the list in his hand and was about to send a message to inform everyone and put the things on the shelves first.

Not long after, a large piece of blood-red message appeared in front of everyone.

...

"I declare as the actual ruler of the 'imperial' that we will soon export a large number of thermal weapons, technological creations and characteristics..."

"Including but not limited to 155 caliber howitzers, armor-piercing, combustion, cluster bombs, irritating gases and other types of ammunition..."

"All kinds of scientific and technological creations include but are not limited to, wind power plants, hydropower plants, coal-fired power plants, biopower plants (recommended), 'Server Exoskeleton Power Armor Improved Version', 'Raging Exoskeleton Power Armor Optimization Improved Model'..."

"This limited edition sale of the 'light chaser' feature. This feature is specially updated: When stimulating the ability, it can be temporarily not affected by the 'gray fog'..."

"You can exchange population resources, various mysterious items, etc...."

"At the same time, the 'Empire' is aimed at the world and recruits all types of talents, even if you can't do anything except eat... "

"And this is the territory and strength details of the 'Empire' power so far..."

"The total number of combat vehicles of all types is 769, and seven large sea fleets are located in the sea. Each fleet includes one third-level battleship, four second-level battleships, and more than ten modified combat barges, frigates, etc...."

"The total number of survivors of all kinds is about 25,000, and the total number of 50,000 war legions divided by servants, as well as 31 second-level special talents..."

"In addition, there are several large legions of thirty-seven Fallen Races..."

“…”

"At this moment, more than ten institutions including the 'Empire ruling department', 'Imperial Military', 'Daomine Heavy Industry', 'Abnormal Investigation Bureau'... are recruiting talents from all walks of life."

"No need to worry about how to join."

"In a few days, we will officially launch the 'Great Expedition' program, which plans to radiate from the Red Leaf Forest Islands to the surrounding areas, recover and help everyone in need."

"Above...Colin."

This message is very long, almost occupying the entire page of the parchment, and is forced to hang there for ten seconds due to "sanctions".

But everyone has paused, and it has not passed...

Then, after reading the above message little by little, the chat channel exploded instantly, as if it was back on the first day.

"Even large shells of all kinds can only be shot in a fog of 100 pieces? Isn't this a fucking gift? Damn, damn... Damn, I want to say something, there is only damn left in my mind!"

"'Raging War Exoskeleton Powered Armor', I took a look, Damn it, it's Gundam!"

"Isn't this the thing from the previous generation? I remember it seems to cost electricity? Oh, the improved type... Damn, the large ones only sell more than a thousand mist points and some minerals?"

"Wait, look at... Characteristic qualifications! One thousand five hundred foggy points! Only one thousand five, the gray fog problem can be solved immediately! What about the guy who said he couldn't solve it just now? No slap in the face!"

"Why are you still slapping this in the face? The things are almost finished!"

"I snatched more than a dozen RPGs and more than 500 adaptive shells, one ton of high-performance explosives, two howitzers and more than 100 heavy artillery incendiary shells, one of the light-seekers' characteristics, and only spent more than 40,000 mist points, two mysterious items, and more than 100 slaves. Sure enough, the social conscience still depends on the boss Colin..."

"Brothers, don't rob me, leave me a light-seeker's characteristic, please..."

"That's right, it's a little different from those black merchants who dare to sell hundreds of mists with a broken AK... Well, praise the great and selfless Mr. Colin, no, Emperor Colin!"

"Big Boss, when will the Great Expedition hit us... Please, come quickly, your subjects are already hungry and want to serve you..."

"Do you really want the waste who only knows how to eat dry food? When will it come... We can't afford to eat potatoes..."

"I still have money to eat potatoes? Nowadays, most people can only dig grass roots and bark to eat, and ask for alms..."

"It's good to be alive, there are so many things. Like me now, maybe I will be attacked by the fallen race at any time..."
Chapter completed!