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As disaster was about to strike, a group of survivors transmigrated into a desolated world and were challenged to a game of survival. From terrifying acid rains, to endless natural disasters, the heavens burn while the earth scorches, radiation is rampant, and nobody is spared from the dangers of this hellscape. The only way one survives is by building a shelter and slowly upgrading it in hopes of surviving another day. 
Luckily, Su Mo awoke a Doomsday Survival System that allowed him to infinitely level up and upgrade his shelter! The main shelter wooden door can be upgraded into a metal door, which in turn upgrades into a composite gate; the wooden spears can be upgraded into bronze spears, which eventually upgrade all the way into electromagnetic spears... While everyone struggled to survive, Su Mo was fully loaded, and well equipped to dominate the post-apocalyptic world. 
"While some of us are lighting oil lamps, he's been using refrigerators!" 
"The walls in his shelter alone are tens of meters thick, it's the safest place on this planet."
"Before I die, I wish to spend one day in his shelter..."

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My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

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"Are there rankings like this in the other territories?"

"Almost all of them. The top ten out of the twenty-one territories follow this system but use different names. The territory that used to be under Marshal Wang, Mount Nine, also has nine levels in total but is instead called Rank 1 to 9. We secretly make fun of him for playing too many games because who would use ranks?"

Huang Bing poked fun here and there.

It could be determined from Huang Bing's words that the entire Origin Territory, which consisted of 21 sub-territories, was not monolithic.

There was a clear segregation between them and hierarchy within the territories.

A Level 2 resident and ordinary refugees on the main peak looked down on other residents and refugees from other sub-territories.

Even those who were out to do business or work looked down on people from other sub-territories.

It was such a bizarre institutional atmosphere.

Starting Conflicts, the Means of the Mysterious Lord! Part 3