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

"Burnell, are you trying to stop me from eating? How many peppers did you put in it?" Daniel couldn't stand it anymore. He leaned against the chair, gasping for breath, with tears in his eyes.


"Daniel, can't you eat spicy food? I just put a little." Burnell put a piece of lunch meat into his mouth and gestured with his finger.


"How much is it?" Clifford also put down his chopsticks, grabbed the cola, and drank it up in one breath, his face flushed.


"Only half of this bowl." Burnell pointed at the bowl on the table.


"Brother, this is a bowl of spaghetti. You put half of it and call it a little." Daniel felt like weeping but had no tears. He looked at the two girls eating happily.


"I'll pay attention to it next time!" Burnell said with some embarrassment.


During the meal, they were full, but the lips of Daniel and Clifford were red and swollen, like two sausages hanging in their mouths.


Chapter 132 He Is Really Powerful