Surviving In The Ancient Times With Limitless Supplies Novels & Stories

Her hand was small, yet the power behind it was real. When they locked hands, it felt like two forces slamming into each other. She didn't give ground at all. "You really are strong," Milo said. "Tell me your plan first," Hayley replied, pulling her hand away and sitting back down. "The world fell apart too fast, and now there are barely any survivors left. The cities are still filled with supplies, enough for all of us to live for generations if we can take them. Once the cities are ours, food and goods won't be our biggest worry anymore.

A comprehensive upgrade is necessary, and it must be planned out. They can't just survive on dew and rainwater, nor can they subsist solely on fish, coconuts, salt, and various vitamins. All kinds of protective gear, weapons, and shelters also need to be upgraded. A simple life cannot be sustained for too long; he doesn't expect a rescue team to arrive tomorrow, so he must survive the day after tomorrow, and the days following. Of course, before all this, Ethan Brooks has another plan in mind: the ocean floor.

"Sooner or later, I think we're all gonna lose. If these things don't die from starvation or disease, they might live forever. I mean, who knows? These things were supposed to be restricted to cheesy horror films." "I know. I never would have thought this could actually happen. And I never thought I'd be the one to survive this long. I always figured I'd go down in the first wave in this kind of situation. But I didn't. I was careful, and I fortified my home, and gathered as many supplies as I could. Then I just planned to wait the whole thing out. Of course, you and the Warriors had to go and screw that plan up." He smiles. "Admit it; you're glad we found you. You would have gotten lonely s

Most governments, however, still devoted their resources to saving as many lives as possible. Now, after the tectonic collision, little remained of some nations beyond a name and a handful of survivors. Yet those groups could still possess weapons and equipment far beyond anything ordinary people could acquire. If their own survival was at stake, they might stop trying to protect anyone else. With those resources at their disposal, the damage they could inflict was terrifying. As supplies dwindled, people would become more ruthless about taking what they needed. Staying out of other people's way offered no guarantee that they would return the favor.

There was no life, apart from skeletons and remains and fossils and dry bones and sources, equally dry, what he saw around him, the two of them walked together through each of those planets, they were walking there. When Kurayami showed him each of those locations, when they saw the fire, flames still rising towards some rocks, temples in ruins, abandoned buildings, remains of what would be rivers and aqueducts. There was no more water there of course, what was left were nothing more than inscriptions, and memories, some of these beings lived for many ages, those who survived the famine. Whereas the ancient priests who gained immortality or were the followers who stood on the right side of t

You might think that earth is still the same, and some people can just relax in a resort or sleep on their bed all day and let the others do the killing. But it was all just wishful thinking, after all the situation of the earth is not like before, it was like we were returning to a more primitive civilization, everytime and everywhere a rupture may occur, most of us are in danger so we like to mingle with other people for security, it just a natural instinct to survive. And besides we need to finish quests and hunt to gain money to feed ourselves, the food source is scarce now that there are less NPCs managing the food security, and the system forbids people to monopolize them, even if they

"According to the records in the ancient books, only when two pieces or more void overlapped would there be disorder because the Law of Space was not unified. This had rarely happened since ancient times. Under normal circumstances, it will only appear in the ancient times a long time ago..." With this in mind, Caspian looked at the strange-style buildings around him. "That is to say, this place is very likely to be a relic from ancient times." In ancient times, the spiritual Qi of the continent was far more abundant than now. Any living creature could cultivate at will and become a mighty figure in the eyes of the cultivators. It was an easy task.

Such as mining or drilling oils, even farming was not allowed. This is also the reason why there is no modern transportation in this world. Actually, we could acquire resources through product trading. The value of the resources we get depends on the value of the products we traded. These products are, for example, herbs, monster parts, potions, and any items that can be gathered around the city or can be made by us. With these products, we could acquire resources such as oils, stones, metals, foods, and etcetera in exchange. Yet, the value we acquired could only satisfy the city residents' daily needs. And we are even in danger of starving our fellow residents.

"What specific tools will your team provide? During my previous survival deployment in the southern marshes, we were only permitted to carry three raw items into the zone." "We will supply any basic physical tool you require for manual labor," Jonah explains. "This broadcast is not about tricking you; it is about showing how a high-ranking wolf survives when stripped of all corporate resources. For example, if you need to harvest river trout, we provide nets. If you need to chop winter firewood, we provide axes. Starting from Scratch is purely about returning to the simple ways of the wild." Darius looks completely speechless. "How do we live without resources? What can we use to secure meat

Ever since she had met those special forces soldiers, an idea had been forming in her mind. Firearms were almost impossible to get in their part of the world. When society fell apart after the apocalypse, there might be a chance to get some. Guns were powerful, but ammunition was limited. Once you fired a bullet, you had one less. Cold weapons—blades, bows, spears—could be made at home and reused. The problem was, they weren't always powerful enough to kill. That was why people in ancient times coated arrowheads and sword blades with poison. One of the deadliest was curare.