Factorio #base-in A Book Novels & Stories

Eden tremblingly told Farrah. “What? L City Base? How?” Eden shook her head many times. “There's no concrete information for now. But based on the recovered footage, a tide of zombies suddenly attacked the base. No one foresaw this, and they were caught off guard.” Bases are categorized into three categories. First low-risk. Low-risk are those bases with high defense/protection mechanism. It's usually big and enourmous bases. Second, Mid-risk. With defense mechanism but still vulnerable to powerful attacks. Such example of this is B City Base, who's not big but definitely not a small base. Lastly, High-risk bases. L City Base is included in one of the high-risk bases against powerful zombie

We came back to the living room and kitchen where he twirled in the space. “Now! Jordy!” Basil snapped his fingers. “The books!” His assistant came forward, pulling out four different books, thick enormous books and basically slammed them down on the kitchen counter. Walking over, I peered at them. Basil came up behind me. “There is a book for bedrooms, kitchen and bathrooms, living room and lounge, and outdoor spaces. Look and show me what jumps out at you.” I nodded. Sitting down, I opened up the bedroom book first. Flipping through the pages, I stopped about the fifteen pages in.

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"The medicine is secure. That pharmacy run showed me how weak this place really is. If someone like Justin wants to get in here, three slabs of metal won't stop him for long. We need to upgrade. Right now." I called up the system menu in my mind. The blue screen flickered into my field floating in the dark air above my workbench. I looked at the number flashing in the top corner. One hundred and five System Points. It wasn't a fortune. After surviving the variant zombie and clearing out those scavengers I had earned enough rewards to finally start turning this old warehouse into a real fortress. "LUS, show me the Base Construction Shop. Show me what I can buy with my points."

In any case should Fantasma be in some sort of apocalypse, Aeternum is definitely will be able to survive the disasters. “Master, We just recently done with the Air Force base buildings…the runway tarmac and Aero ports for the Airship is also done…our Runway in the base…is currently the biggest in the nation…that it can handled 3 landing at once…look to your right..”. (Eliza) “I see..that is amazing…definitely fitted to be one of our Military privileged assets…That…we got 5 Aero ports right?..also a sufficient hangar to stored all of our aeroplane?..”.

I needed to learn so much about werewolves that I thought my head was going to explode. I was trained to kill them. I wasn’t trained to get to know them at all. Which I was getting a little pissed about right now. I started walking across the base towards the library and this time I wasn’t looking for something fictional to read. I wanted to read whatever they had on the supernatural. “Here. This is a pretty accurate book.” Ben said, handing it to me. “It’s in the fiction section.” I said. “It has to be. Most of the people on this base don’t know about werewolves.” He whispered.

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Riley was left alone in the basement. It was cold and wet, and she could feel it seeping into her flesh. She had stopped crying once Ollie left and laid on her back on the damp mattress. She once again tried slowing her breathing, calming her mind, and relaxing. She thought of her mate, of her mysterious stranger. She fell. She kept falling until she hit pavement. She was outside the pack house. She walked towards the front doors and felt the cold handle in her palm. She turned the handle and walked into the foyer. Everything just felt real here, but she couldn't understand why the dream led her to the pack house.

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he said tiredly, “if you would please go and get the third edition of Bozkurt’s Second Introduction to Basic Social Forces Governing Modern Packs from the shelf.” I blinked. Well, that was one of the un-sexiest things I’d ever heard someone say. “Uh. Bozkurt. Right.” Standing, my vision went blurry for a moment, like it sometimes did back at the orphanage when there hadn’t been anything to eat that day. I shook off the grey spots and walked a little shakily to the built-in shelves. Bozkurt, Bozkurt… Vincent alphabetised his own library, because of course he did. I finally spotted the world’s least exciting textbook and shimmied it out from the shelf.