Fuck!

Saturn is dead!

The viewers in the live chat were a bit stunned.

Number 983453: What just happened?

Number 24634: If I saw correctly, it seems like Saturn got hit by a meteor. I guess Saturn is really dead.

Number 843532: I saw it too, while Leland was speaking, a meteor suddenly appeared behind him. I think Saturn is really dead.

It’s simply a ridiculous event!

One moment, Leland was confidently talking about how they would resist the meteor shower. The next moment, he got hit in the face by a meteor. Now, his ashes are probably scattered who-knows-where.

Number 643412: Disband, it’s not interesting.

Number 275645: I thought there was really someone who could resist the meteor shower. Now it seems like it’s all just a gimmick!

Number 246754: Such a waste of those protective suits. Now the trading platform doesn’t have them anymore, they were precious resources.

Leland’s live chat quickly emptied.

Waldo also left.

He felt a bit connected to Leland, as he had spared his life a few days ago, but now Leland had ended up getting himself killed!

Though Leland died carelessly, he provided a lot of material for the chat channels in the next few days, becoming the center of discussion for all the survivors!

However, Helen seemed to catch a certain detail.

"Waldo, did you pay attention to what Leland said just now? They wanted to build a defense structure to resist the meteors using S-alloy and concrete. Do you think it’s feasible?"

Waldo shook his head without hesitation. "Absolutely not feasible, it won’t hold against the meteors. Helen, the defensive walls we built on the ground with those materials couldn’t hold up either. This is a natural disaster in the apocalypse, we can’t entertain any illusions."

Helen and Alanna nodded in agreement.

Then, something unexpected happened in the city of survivors.

[Chat Channel]

Rex: I’m so bored, I want some action with a woman. Stuck in a bunker with a bunch of guys, so annoying!

Tristan: Well, it’s not impossible.

Rex: Wait! How come I’m chatting with my real name!

Brad: Haha, social suicide.

The hidden IDs in the chat channel were unexpectedly revealed.

This was something no survivor in the city had ever imagined.

Before, everyone had a numbered alias that provided anonymity.

Now, all those restrictions were lifted.

It was too dangerous!

Many survivors started to feel uneasy.

With their real names exposed, who would dare to speak carelessly in the chat channel? Who knows if they might offend some big shot and become a target?

Shirley: Ugh, this is disgusting, so uncouth!

Roy: Haha, I bet you guys from City 22 got scared silly by the meteor shower, right?!

Rex: Who cares if I’m disgusting? Look at your name, are you a woman? Come on, I’ll make you feel good!

Ike: What does City 22 mean? Are there other cities? Are you guys from different cities?!

City 22, the city where Waldo resides.

Roy: Of course! I’m from City 25, not some small city like your City 22, all in ruins and hit by the meteor shower.

Waldo looked at the chat channel, shocked.

He didn’t expect there to be other cities.

This world was not just inhabited by survivors from the city known as City 22?

This sudden revelation was hard for even Waldo to digest for a moment.

And it seemed that the survivor from City 25, who was in the chat, hadn’t been hit by the meteor shower?

They were mocking.

Could it be that only City 22 was hit by the meteor swarm?

While all the survivors in City 22, including Waldo, were puzzled, the system made an announcement.

[Announcement]

[Dear survivors, after this meteor disaster, the various cities in the apocalypse world will be connected, and the GMT+8 region will be open. All survivors belonging to the GMT+8 region can chat in the chat channel.]

[At the same time, the trading platform will also be upgraded to ensure smooth cross-city trading.]

After that, the survivors from City 22 also found out.

Turns out, not all cities were hit by the meteor shower. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

City 25 was relatively close to City 22, but they were not affected.

Waldo checked his information panel.

The map displayed had already lit up a large area.

Originally, only City 22 was visible, and beside it was an unknown area covered in mist.

Now, all of it was open.

He could see not only the so-called City 25 nearby but also other cities marked with numbers.

But he didn’t feel any joy.

Does having more survivors make it easier to form alliances for warmth?

Not really.

It only makes it easier for them to kill each other.

Looking at the chat channel, which now gathered all the survivors from the GMT+8 region, many survivors from other cities were laughing at City 22.

Mall: City 22 seems pretty miserable, can you guys handle it? According to the system, two-thirds of your people have died. Tsk, tsk, it’s pathetic!

Frank: Wah-wah-wah, so sad, so sad, I’m about to cry! Hehe, just kidding, I’m laughing at you guys!

Ray: Humph, City 22 is just a small city, a bunch of losers, what’s the use? The meteor shower can be resisted with just underground bunkers, but so many of you don’t even have one! I remember it only takes a few pieces of S-alloy, right? Backward and impoverished!

It seemed that the size of each city was different.

City 22, where Waldo was, was not considered rich in resources.

Listening to the survivors from other cities, Waldo speculated that there was a considerable gap.

However, it was normal for City 22, which was merely the size of a palm, to have fewer resources compared to other cities.

But Waldo was a little annoyed.

In the old world, it was okay for cities to have disparities.

But he didn’t expect such a situation in the apocalypse world.

From the information revealed by the survivors in the chat channel, City 25 should be a large city with relatively abundant resources.

City 22 was already unable to meet Waldo’s demand for higher-level resources.

He began to consider a thought.

After this meteor shower ends, he might as well move to City 25.