My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

Chapter 361: Getting Rich! A Small Mountain of Gold Treasure Chests!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Old Devil Su knew that these 20 thousand over foreign races wanted to ambush him, so he had preemptively attacked and pulled an act of deceit that had duped all the foreign races, including the Five Royal Clans!

Anyway, to Old Devil Su, who could become a god, what were 20 thousand foreign races!

Only he alone could build such a terrifyingly large ship!

Only he alone had such unfathomable individual capabilities!

F*ck! They should have thought of it long ago!

How could there suddenly be a mysterious lion warrior within the foreign races that could rival Old Devil Su!

The Five Royal Clans were all idiots!

This thought arose in the hearts of the dozen or more squad leaders as they turned to look at each other.

Sure enough! They perceived the same epiphany in each other’s eyes!

The foreign races did have a lower IQ, but that was not to say that when all the facts were laid out in front of them—practically showing them the proverbial full hand, as it were—they would still be so dense that they could not understand!

On the contrary, they understood very quickly. In fact, they were even quicker on the uptake compared to some of the humans who were unwilling to admit their loss.

“Bear… Boss Bear, can I ask you a question?”

Seeing Moore floating leisurely on the surface of the ocean and occasionally furrowing his brows when he saw the blood in the water drifting over, a foreign race squad leader raised both their hands up high after some thought.

This was a bear person with green fur atop its head.

Unlike Moore’s sturdy physique, this bear person looked very skinny and frail. It was not even half Moore’s size and looked malnourished.

The reason it dared to ask was that it felt a vague sense of kinship and belonging since it was the same species as Moore, which was why it was bold enough to speak up loudly.

“No problem! My name is Moore. You can relax and ask any questions you have. As Hope One’s Chief Mate, I’m very happy to answer!”

Seeing this “brave” bear person, the corners of Moore’s mouth turned up in a very friendly smile.

During the planning beforehand, Su Mo had suggested a few methods.

For example, the simplest method to make these foreign races surrender quickly was to find a point in their midst that could be breached, then concentrate one’s firepower and “attack”!

Now, from Moore’s point of view, this scrawny bear person was that weakest point!

“Boss Moore, you can just call me Li Li. That… I want to ask, if we join the O Clan and do honest work, can we truly eat our fill every day?

“Also, Boss Su… Captain Su wouldn’t liquidate our previous debts, would he!”

Seeing that Moore was so pleasant, the bear person named Li Li rubbed the back of its head and asked this in some embarrassment.

Like Connie said, aside from people like the Royal Clans and herself who had a purpose when they came to the wasteland, the other ordinary foreign races had basically been abandoned.

Naturally, these abandoned individuals did not have much loyalty toward their own race.

Upon hearing Moore announce that they could join the O Clan, they had practically no hesitation about agreeing silently in their hearts and had even asked about how they would be treated.

This question not only satisfied the bear person as well as the foreign races around them that could understand what was being said, but it also made Moore—who was floating on the water—even more satisfied.

Having already figured out in his mind what he wanted to say, Moore did not delay any further. Without exaggeration, he began by describing the treatment workers could enjoy on Hope One!

From having three meals a day to the scrumptiousness of the food that the Hope Village cooks made, to the amazing feasts Su Mo made after adding psychic energy water, Moore described the dishes he had seen, smelled, and tasted before in real life. An experienced foodie, he spoke vividly about all these things.

All the foreign races who could understand what he said were unable to hide their involuntary smiles.

However, it never occurred to them that simultaneously, on the other end, Old Devil Su—who had been so light-hearted and unflappable earlier—was full of “utter delight” at this moment!

“A fortune! This time I’ve really made a fortune. This is just too motherf*cking frightening for words!”

As time passed and the disasters swiftly progressed, the probability of getting treasure chests from killing foreign races had declined along the way as well.

Before he set sail, Hope Village’s intelligence department had already sent him a complete set of all the latest information.

Within this information was naturally the data on the decline in foreign race treasure drop rates.

If there were a curved graph to illustrate this data, it would definitely be an utterly terrifying…

Guillotine-style drop!

Previously, before the third welfare disaster, the probability of ordinary wasteland animals dropping treasure chests after the first novice disaster was around 15%, but after the ocean disaster update, it plummeted straight to 0!

Yes, killing wasteland creatures was currently no longer rewarded with treasure chests!

This secret change was so some people who wanted to keep ordinary creatures in captivity and continuously kill them to harvest treasure chests had no choice but to abandon this plan.

The drop rate for ordinary foreign races was previously 40%, but now it had fallen to 3%.

The drop rate for elite foreign races was previously 80%, but now it had plummeted to 5%.

As for any further data about the above, Pei Shao and the others had not been able to locate any because there were not enough records.

Now, however, upon seeing the treasure chests in the storage space as well as the golden light still glinting in the distance on the surface of the ocean, Su Mo could vouchsafe this answer with absolute authority.

The drop rate for foreign race leaders was 100%

As long as one killed a foreign race leader, treasure chests would drop for sure. Furthermore, if it were not silver treasure chests, then it would be gold treasure chests!

There were a lot of miscellaneous items in the storage space at the moment, so only about 35 chests could be put in.

However, by merely searching and collecting things in a little over half this region of the ocean, Su Mo had already filled the storage space.

Of these 35 chests, 9 were gold chests!

The golden treasure chests that he would have been ecstatic about in the past if he could obtain just one were now piled up in a corner of the storage space like they were of no value.

Moreover, based on this drop rate, Su Mo could get at least another 5-8 in the next region of the ocean!

Like the white-robed kobold, these foreign race leaders had drop rates that were just as stable as those in the past—so stable that Su Mo was utterly unable to suppress a smile!

Now that the space was full, Su Mo rowed the lifeboat back. This time, he had to use all of his strength.

Even though he passed by Moore’s little class listening to a “lecture”, Su Mo did not stop either.

He went straight ahead to the passageway. After climbing the stairs and tossing the chests into the passageway, Su Mo hopped off the ship with a leap once more and started heading in the opposite direction.

All the treasure chests were basically spread out within one kilometer of Hope One!

While rowing the boat, he noticed that some of the wooden chests had been washed very far out by the sea, but he did not feel upset.

Unlike these gold, silver, and bronze chests that could increase ability or further the development of the technology tree, most of the things that were in the wooden chests at present were just some daily necessities.

With the current supplies on Hope One, Su Mo could afford to be completely “extravagant”!

He started getting busy from 6.30 onward and kept tidying until 7 o’clock. For about half an hour or so, Su Mo went back and forth between Hope One and the ocean numerous times.

With the help of Big Spark, Little Spark, and Oreo, he collected all the gold, silver, and bronze treasure chests without leaving a single one behind.

The passageway—around 20 meters long—was completely piled high with chests of three different colors!

There was no time to admire the dazzling light shining from these treasure chests. After once again tossing all of them into the storage space, Su Mo hurried out with long, raking strides.

Because of the congealed blood on the surface of the ocean, the treasure chests did not float around very rapidly. Su Mo did not insist that the wooden treasure chests be retrieved, but any of the iron treasure chests that they could get to had to be salvaged.

As if it had been rehearsed, the lifeboat received Su Mo once again precisely as he jumped down.

Strangely, however, Su Mo did not immediately start rowing the boat this time but took his time and sat there instead.

With some surprise mixed in with a trace of reason, Su Mo smiled as he watched the dozens of foreign races collecting treasure chests. The last of his worries finally settled as well.

“Sure enough, I’ve still managed to take this step!”

From subduing Connie to conversing with her, then subsequently studying and subduing more foreign races—what would seem impossible in the eyes of other humans, Su Mo had made possible!

He had Connie as his prior example, the mysterious O Clan built from Oreo’s clan authority, Moore’s imposing, intimidating aura, and Old Devil Su’s “ferocious reputation”!

Not a single one of these factors could be lacking.

After all, from the very beginning, what Su Mo wanted to do was not so-called cooperation but blatant…

Enslavement!

It was unpleasant to hear, but this was the reality.

Even if these foreign races came over after surrendering, they would not have even half a smidgen of “human rights”.

Until they proved their own value like Connie had, in Su Mo’s eyes, these foreign races were just tools.

Of course, this was different from how the Thunder Monkey King enslaved humans.

As long as these tools behaved, Su Mo would not deprive them of living supplies, and he absolutely would not block their way to achieve advancement.

If one wanted to become strong when it was not time to work?

That was fine!

As l long as one had potential, as long as one was strong enough, one could raise their own status.

Naturally, of the 73 surviving foreign races, not a single one would reject this, and not a single one of them could resist such a temptation.

After all, they would die if they did not join, whereas they could even become O Clan elders if they did. When weighing up the pros and cons, even a fool could tell which was the better choice!

As for the first task Moore assigned to them—collecting the treasure chests—the foreign races did not put up any resistance. Instead, each one became more frenzied than the other, afraid that their first performance would be overwhelmed by that of someone else.

As Su Mo sat on the lifeboat, although on the surface his expression was indifferent as he pushed the treasure chests into the storage space—all collected by the foreign races who bore expressions of reverence and awe— he was quite emotional inwardly.

The animal world was just like what was being displayed now—there was no such thing as enmity.

In other words, whoever fed them, allowed them to live well, and could give them a future would be their “god”!

It did not matter if it was the Five Royal Clans or Old Devil Su!

There was no shame in the hearts of these foreign races for surrendering to humans.

On the contrary, they were even rather delighted at being able to join O Clan and become Su Mo’s underlings.

If Old Devil Su was an enemy? Then he had to die; he had to pay the price for their dead foreign race comrades!

But if Old Devil Su was one of their own?

Apologies, they wished for Captain Su to live long and prosper!

With this in mind, all the foreign races began working more swiftly. Su Mo, who was waiting in place to collect the loot, smiled as well.

This smile made all the foreign races even more certain of their choice. Each one of them put in their full effort, wishing they could swim even faster.

With one trip after another, this time the collecting went extremely rapidly.

In merely half an hour, all the iron treasure chests were finally stored away.

Moreover, when he noticed the excited manner of the foreign races, Su Mo did not stop them either. He continued letting them chase after the wooden treasure chests that had floated far away.

After ordering Moore to go below to receive the chests, Su Mo took off his armor and climbed up the stairs again, going back inside Hope One.

At the moment, the emergency passageway that could only fit two people side-by-side was already filled to the brim.

The colorful chests filled the entrance and stretched all the way to the interior.

Taking advantage of this period, Su Mo did not delay and began using the convenience of the storage space to transport the treasure chests to the warehouse one batch at a time.

He went from the most basic iron and wooden chests to the higher-quality bronze ones, then to the precious gold and silver ones.

By the time he finally saw that the passageway was completely clear of chests, apart from the wooden treasure chests, Su Mo had also received the full rewards from the battle.

“It’s a little hard to believe when I put it into words, but the problem is that, in the Doomsday wasteland, I’ve actually acquired a…

“Mountain of gold!

“This is motherf*cking outrageous!”

Looking at the calculated data he held and staring at the chests piled in the corner, all shining with golden light, Su Mo was dumbfounded!

It was slightly different from what he had anticipated. The number of gold chests did not exceed 15 by a little, as Su Mo had predicted earlier; in this battle, he had obtained…

A grand total of 21 gold chests!

Back when he killed the white-robed kobold, he had only been able to get one gold chest. Now, the chests were like a gold mountain, piled in a corner of the warehouse and exuding a riveting golden light.

The silver chests on the other side were similarly astounding in terms of numbers—an unprecedented 43 of them!

As for bronze chests, iron chests, and the least valuable wooden chests, their numbers were even higher.

In total, there were 87 bronze, 136 iron, and 790 wooden chests.

Of these, the number of wooden chests was still increasing non-stop. He estimated the final tally would remain at over 1000 at least.

Based on the current wasteland chest drop rates, around 10% reward rate this time was already a very impressive number.

Moreover, excluding the wooden chests, just the tally of the bronze and iron ones also remained near the baseline of 3%-5%, which completely fulfilled the data calculated for a large-scale shelter!

As for what kind of rewards these chests could bring in the end, as well as how his strength would elevate, Su Mo—whose eyes were already shining brightly—stated, “I’m not waiting any longer. Once all the foreign races have been gathered in, I’ll…

“Open these chests at once!”