Volcano eruption, earthquake, hurricane, hail, tsunami, meteorite fall, violent storm snow, and plummeting temperature.
There were all kinds of bad weather here as you could imagine.
How could a shabby house survive in the apocalypse?
First, there was a generator, then a distiller.
The airplane, armored car, steel armor, I had everything here.
The level of the shelter and the defensive ability was improved level by level.
What? Were you still eating soil? I had already eaten big fish and meat.
Did you still live in a dilapidated house with leaks on all sides? I had already lived in the big villa!
Was it difficult to survive in the apocalypse? Why didn't I feel it?


Doomsday: My Shelter Can Be Upgraded Indefinitely

Every time Daniel tried to pry the claw, the red-skinned zombie under the corner trembled all over, and its body gradually curled up into a ball. It tried its best to squeeze into the wall, and the rest of its right hand was constantly scratching the hard wall as if trying to hide in it.


"Stop struggling." Daniel quickly took off three sickle-shaped claws and picked the longest one. Then he threw the other two at his feet and walked towards the red-skinned zombie.


With the muffled sound of the approaching boots stepping on the ground, the red-skinned zombie roared in despair, pushing his body into the city wall where a pit had been dug out.


The onlookers had an illusion that Daniel was the vicious zombie, while the red-skinned zombie looked a little pitiful?


"Quack, quack, quack!" The red-skinned zombie's desperate roar echoed in the night sky.


Daniel's hand fell with the knife, and the roar stopped abruptly.


Chapter 116 That's a Tragedy