Chapter 61 Friends, you don’t have to be lonely!
After writing on the 433rd day of the end of the calendar, Ma Gu’s handwriting stopped abruptly.
The shallow little diary seems to be very important to him.
After dozens of pages were used to record the use, he used various kinds of paper to cover the back with tape.
It can be seen from the quality of the paper that between the 200th and 340th day of the end of the calendar, Magu's living standard should be at its peak.
Starting from the 344 days after the disaster, the development curve of Magu's shelter began to gradually deteriorate, falling in a straight line.
Among the 19 clearly recorded disasters, Somo did not find "nervous acid rain" or "blizzard".
Some are just disasters that are simply quantified by numbers.
“72 hours of super snowfall”
“72 hours of big flood”
"Temperature (30 degrees), 72 hours"
"Alien beasts riot, 72 hours"
"Temperature (minus 30 degrees), 72 hours"
"Meteorite impact , 30 pieces”
……
"Plant disease, 48 hours"
…
"Temperature (60 degrees), 24 hours"
I don’t know if it’s a problem with Magu’s records, or two games It's not a version issue.
In the record, there is no novice protection disaster, and there is no clearly described disaster.
Only from the simple words can we see the vivid human lives behind them.
Magu speculated in his diary more than once about the reasons why humans came to accept the baptism of disaster.
But every time he guesses, he will overturn his previous guess.
From the very beginning of the alien war, to the pranks of high-dimensional civilization, from the brain in a vat to the fantasy of cultivating immortals, Ma Gu’s only imagination has been used to the extreme.
However, the truth is cruel. In the end, he failed to survive and became the person who knew the secret.
"Magu's decline started when he planted improved crops in a large area without good means to prevent plant diseases. This was the biggest mistake he made, and it also made his previous savings a joke, and he had no choice but to sell them off. Use the previous knowledge to replace survival supplies."
"From the ruins of mass graves, I successfully used my own methods to get through to the end. After getting the blueprint for manufacturing a thermal weapon workbench, I kept a low profile until I made the workbench. He just started to be high-profile."
"I started my career by reselling small thermal weapons. I am considered a figure. It's a pity that I couldn't keep the family business. Alas, it's such a pity."
Su Mo looked at it with a little regret. There are many unwilling words in Magu's diary.
As one of the last 1% of people who can survive, Magu is also a person who has had adventures, but it can only be said that he may not have been lucky enough to survive to the end.
With an oil well and a high-end shelter with two floors, Magu, as a little person, is quite legendary!
But at the moment, Sumo did not sigh and feel discouraged about the future.
It took Magu more than 400 years to build the shelter into what it is today, but Sumo only spent one week to almost start from the same starting point as him.
“And I still have a system! By the time it’s four hundred days, my refuge may be at least a hundred times stronger than his!”
“I can even upgrade to the Haunted One in the end. Maybe we can find refuge!”
After putting Magu's notebook away in the storage space, Sumo felt that the gloom in his heart was gone, and he was not afraid of the future.
Only the weak will be afraid when they see the road ahead, and will stop and seek life and death.
The strong will only move forward bravely!
Fumbling for the gate in front of the cave, pulling it twice to confirm that it was damaged, Soma woke up the system and checked the attributes.
[Level One Alloy Shelter Basement Door (Normal) (Fault)]
Description: The basement door is made of a mixture of various alloys. The hinge is currently difficult to pull due to lack of maintenance for a long time.
Upgrade direction: Repair (20), dismantle (450), upgrade material (1100), change electric power (750).
“It seems that it is just because of lack of maintenance, probably the hinge is stuck. It’s dead, but it only costs 20 points, which I can totally afford!”
With such a small cost, Sumo chose to repair it without hesitation.
31 survival points were deducted by 20 again, and green light scattered out.
Only two heavy clicks were heard.
This time Somo tried to pull the hinge plate next to the basement again, and sure enough, the first-floor door of the basement began to slowly rise.
Every time the hinge plate mechanically rotates, the basement door can rise about 10cm. After turning and turning until it was almost two-thirds of the way up, Sumo used his hand to pull the hinge plate down until it got stuck in the middle of the buckle.
After waiting for two or three minutes to make sure that the alloy door would not fall suddenly, Sumo returned to the car with confidence.
"Finally we are going to drive this thing out."
"I am afraid that no one in the world can imagine that in just one week, I, Somo, have a weapon to travel around the world"
Sit in and jump Inside the tram, he looked at the open basement door ahead.
A feeling of eagerness to show off flooded into Somo's heart, and he couldn't help but feel unhappy about it.
I got a car in such a short time, but I had no one to talk to.
Wealth and honor do not return to their hometown, just like walking in fine clothes at night.
Opening the dead man's private message, Sumo sent dozens of "I have a car!!!" before turning off the panel and putting on his seat belt with satisfaction.
Press the ignition button again, and two puffs of black smoke roar out of the exhaust pipe.
Dong dong dong dong!
The sound of the engine cylinder working hard without sound insulation completely reached Somo's eardrums, causing a resonance.
The gear handle of the desert racing car is located in the middle and has only two gears.
Forward, backward.
Stop the brake, hold the chicken leg-shaped gear handle, push hard, and with a chirp, the gear is successfully shifted!
Gradually, Sumo regained strength with his left foot that was pressing on the brake.
The disappearance of the brakes caused the car body to slowly tremble, until after the brakes were removed, it began to move forward.
At this time, Sumo could not bear the slow speed. He stepped directly on the accelerator with his right foot, and a low roar came from the engine.
Next moment!
Bengbeng was like an arrow leaving the string, suddenly ejected from the spot and rushed forward violently.
In just a second, an earth-yellow shadow flashed past the basement.
The low roar of horsepower continues to echo between heaven and earth!
20
40
60
On the bad road in the wasteland, Somo accelerated to a terrifying 60 yards in one breath.
Without the obstruction of the windshield, the rumbling wind blew against the mask of the raincoat like a knife, making a whirring sound.
Oreo, who was standing on the high ground, saw a yellow shadow flash past. He couldn't hold back his excitement and let out a cry like a wolf howling.
Under the moonlight, Somo drove more and more energetically.
The violent pushing sensation brought by the powerful horsepower and the powerful roar of the wind can't help but make people's adrenaline soar.
However, reason still told Sumo.
Diesel!
There's not much left of it!
Four or five minutes later, after wandering around for a long time, Sumo drove the bouncer back to the entrance of the basement.
Olio walked anxiously around the basement door. When he saw Somo coming back, he was suddenly surprised. He swooped up and bit the car's roll cage.
As if questioning, it was you, the bad guy, who took away my master!
Sumo laughed, quickly got out of the car and touched Oreo's head. He didn't stop until the little guy lost his temper.
"There is no parking space in my shelter now. When the disaster strikes, I will still have to park in the No. 2 shelter. However, the manufacturing station in the No. 2 shelter can be retrieved before the disaster!"
< br>Step back to the shelter, put down the winch in the basement, and close the basement door.
Suma returned to the first level again.
Taking out the wooden box that had been made in the base, Sumo carefully picked up Magu's skull and put the large bones that could be collected on the ground into it.
"Brother Ma Gu, thank you for your car. There is not much I, Soma, can do, but gather your bones. If I can return to Earth alive, I will definitely bring your diary with me!"< br>
After thanking the wooden box three times, Somo put it into the storage space and climbed up along the climbing rope.
Finding the highest point of the hill, he took out his shovel and quickly dug a big hole. Somo put the bone box containing Magu into it and began to bury it.
Under the moonlight, as spoonfuls of soil gradually covered the corpse box, Somo sighed and whispered:
"Friend, you don't have to be lonely! It's at the highest point! Look up. Look at this starry sky and look down at this land!"
"Sooner or later, humans will take control of this wasteland!"
"Sooner or later, the fate of mankind will be back in our own hands!"
Friends, Sanjin is very lonely, and I need your votes to pursue the warmth. I love you!
(End of this chapter)