My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

marked that the speedboat was a full fifty feet long and thirteen feet wide.

It was also nearly twenty feet tall.
Even on Earth, it would be considered a luxurious speedboat.

With the Hope One’s warehouse capacity, storing such a big guy was not a problem.

However, if he let it out now and wanted to use it later, he would have to face the problem of carefully taking it out of the warehouse.

“Drawing such a large item means that it can be kept in the game panel for 30 days.
This is quite a blessing!

“In that case, I’ll keep it in there for now!”

He looked at the Sun-chaser speedboat in the game receival panel a little hungrily.
However, when he thought about the big battle waiting for him, Su Mo quickly turned off the game panel and pulled his attention back.

At the moment, considering the Evil God beings behind the Five Royal Clans, the five R-3 ballistic missiles definitely had to be made.

The materials for the ballistic missiles, from the thermally-insulated casing to the energized warhead to the small missile-borne engine in the tail, were all gifts from the Fertile Soil God of the Ocean.

Even if they were the most basic materials, they were still excellent-quality, not bad at all.

With the machine tool strictly following the blueprint’s standards in the creation, there definitely would not be any problems.

However, to make the missile stronger—aside from these basic materials—the explosives that filled the warhead could not be ignored, either.

Even so, the Fertile Soil God of the Ocean did not have any of these explosives’ materials in stock, so it was up to Su Mo to think of a way.

“There are still plenty of raw materials on the Hope One at the moment.
With a workbench, I can continue configuring explosives.

“But if I want to maximize the power of each missile, I will have to dismantle some of the cannonballs from the Annihilator!”

Upon debugging the medium-sized machine tool’s menu and making a few selections, Su Mo gradually grew familiar with using the machine tool.

Unlike the small machine tool, once this was upgraded to its current medium size, the entire machine tool had developed a somewhat ‘saucy operation’ unexplainable by modern technology.

Even for the R-3 ballistic missiles—after providing enough material, the machine tool could mold and form it in one go and store it in its own output area.

As for equipping the R-3 ballistic missiles with nuclear warheads, the Hope One did not have the conditions nor power necessary.

Hence, after inputting these five missiles’ basic materials, the only way for Su Mo to meet the missiles’ final requirement was…

Be strong enough to push through!

He used even more of the TNT strengthened by psychic energy water to strengthen the warheads’ lethality, trying to use quantity to make up for the difference in quality.

Even if the Five Royal Clans’ Evil God was even stronger than the Heavenly Dog Pseudo God, he could still increase his power by having the system use up some survival points.

Having clarified the idea, Su Mo did not dawdle any longer.
He hurried back to the place he stored the cannonballs and called the foreign race soldiers to start “dismantling the cannonball”.

The foreign race soldiers were quite happy with this kind of manual labor.

Aside from Moore continuously protesting at one side, in just four hours, 500 cannonballs had been dismantled, and the explosives inside sent to the machine tool’s materials area.

Compared to the missiles of the civilized era, because of the rare-quality bomb engine as well as the vertical launch module’s addition, the R-3 would have even stronger load capacity and power.

Based on the current data calculation, the future missiles’ take-off weight would reach 69.8 tons, and the payload would also reach a terrifying 6.6 tons!

However, this…

Was still not enough!

As a Huaxian who had the fear of firepower engraved into his DNA, while the foreign races busied themselves, Su Mo did not remain idle either.

On the workbench, four mechanics had started moving and started creating the TNT wave by wave according to the process,

Su Mo did not plan to be frugal with the raw materials.
After planning out the explosives for the bazooka, the rest were basically all put into the R-3 missiles.

Su Mo was not the slightest bit stingy even with the psychic energy water, filling it up to the max!

With this addition, even if they were really up against a nuclear bomb of the same weight, there would still be a gap as large as the space between the skies and the ground between them.
However, compared to the previous Dongfeng-17 equipped with conventional warheads, these were much stronger!

With this preparation, as his eyes fixed onto the medium-sized machine tool, a notification finally popped up saying that the five missiles would need 48 hours to create.
After it entered the creation phase, hearing the OS announce it was 7 o’clock at night, Su Mo released a long breath and returned to the main deck.

At that time, the outside world’s sky had gradually darkened, and the sun had also fallen below the horizon.

Because the moon had not yet fully climbed up into the sky, aside from the sound of waves lapping, the entire wasteland ocean looked deep and frightening.

However, no matter how the outer world and environment changed, Su Mo deeply understood that…

From now on, across the entire wasteland ocean, no matter where each human had come from, they would all be entering the final sprint.

Moreover, the preparation time for this final sprint would not be too long.
They were left with the final…

55 hours!