"Oh? There's good stuff? What's the grade, and why are you so surprised? "
Su Mo chuckled when he saw the gleam in Chen Shen's eyes. He strode forward and patted Chen Shen's shoulder.
Even if Zeus Shelter had previously been the No. 2 shelter in a whole world of billions of people, this only indicated that they had better luck during the first seven days in the wasteland.
It did not mean that their development could be the same as Su Mo's after a month—ahead of everyone else.
A month after the three disasters, without exception, all the shelters that were ranked top ten after the first disaster had vanished without a trace, other than Su Mo, who was still very active in the public eye.
Even an official organization like Tundra Shelter was no exception.
Of course, this was an inevitable development.
In the wasteland, something like luck was very important on occasion, and sometimes not that important at all.