Chapter 63 This is my small step across the wilderness, but
(Strongly recommended to listen to the vocal part of Hotel California while reading this chapter)
Under the vast moonlight, Somo lifted his beginning.
As if seeing the gray clouds on the horizon outline the smiling face of Magu, this real man who never became a deserter in the end.
The dead are gone and so are the living.
With Magu's notebook in his arms, Sumo felt that the responsibility on him was getting heavier.
But now is not the time to be compassionate.
Oreo was already howling below, obviously curious about this bouncy car.
After slightly sorting out the traces on the ground, Somo quickly came to the foot of the hill with a brisk pace.
The bouncing seat is a single-engine cockpit, but behind the engine, Magu also installed a small cockpit, which is probably used to pull small amounts of cargo.
At this time, this position is just right for Oreo to sit.
Picked up the Oreo and put it in the back seat, then pulled out the seat belt that was used to secure the Oreo and tied it up.
"Don't move around later, be careful if you fall and become a disabled dog"
Scared Oreo, and watched Oreo behave like a big spark. After sitting down, Sumo returned to the front with a smile.
Sit in the cockpit crookedly, fasten the seat belt, and press the ignition button with familiarity.
The car was started again and began to buzz.
Olio in the back seat was obviously startled, but due to Sumo's reminder, he did not take any rash action.
After confirming again and again that there was no problem, Sumo pushed the gear lever to forward gear and released the brake.
Bengbeng started to move slowly!
"Woof? Woohoo? Woohoo!"
Oreo looked at his feet curiously, as if he didn't understand why he didn't move, so he started to move forward.
However, the next second, as Somo stepped on the accelerator, Oreo's just-opened dog mouth was suddenly filled with a large mouthful of air, making a whining sound.
"Woofoooooooo~"
"Oh!"
Feeling the roaring wind again, Sumo shouted excitedly and forgetfully .
The powerful pumping of the engine delivers a sound that is no less than that of a V8 luxury sports car on earth!
The passing birds in the sky were frightened and fled in all directions.
Excitedly, he clicked on the radio and pressed the music. A sound comparable to a subwoofer began to resound in the wasteland:
Onadarkdeserthighwaycoolwindinmyhair~
（ Driving on the dark desert road, the cool breeze blew my hair)
Warmsmellofcolitasrisingupthroughtheair~
(The strong smell of marijuana spreads in the air)
Upahead in thedistanceIsawashimmeringlight~
(Looking up into the distance, I see the light flashing)
Myheadgrewheavyandmysightgrewdim ~
(My head is getting heavier and my vision is getting blurry)
I had to stop for the night~
(I had to stop to find a place to spend the night)
Thereshestoodinthedoorway~
(She stood at the door and greeted me)
Iheardthemissionbell~
（I heard the church bell in the distance）
AndIwasthinkingtomyself~
（I said to myself in my heart）
ThiscouldbeHeavenorthiscouldbeHell~< br>
(This may be heaven or hell)
A classic song that Magu collected from somewhere - "Hotel California", accompanied by the whine of Oreo, echoed melodiously in the earth With.
The speed of the car was close to 40 yards. By the time a song finished playing, we were already back in front of the shelter.
"With this speed, we can go to the saltpeter mine where the kobolds are tomorrow to explore!"
Oli will be both frightened and unsatisfied, hinting at Somo's return. Take it off and put it on the ground.
Sumo began to prepare a garage for the Bengbeng car.
The location is the gap that was dug by Huang Biao and his party before.
"These people have helped me a lot. I just need to build a slope and put a wooden board on it, and it will be a temporary garage."
Sumo took out the shovel with a smile and started to work on it. Processed on previous projects.
With the blessing of excellent quality, the construction speed is very fast.
In less than ten minutes, Somo dug out a simple slope. The end of the slope was the surface of the stone wall.
Although such a temporary garage is simple, it is enough to protect against mutant beasts!
As for humans, in this night, Sumo would not think that there is another person who has the courage to run rampant in the wasteland.
What's more, even if there is one, under Oreo's vigilance and today's powerful force, it is just a courier.
Back at the base, Sumo quickly took out a few long wooden boards and laid them on the slope to complete the construction of a simple garage.
After looking around to confirm that there was no problem, Sumo returned to the tram.
Start the car again, and after a perfect reverse into the garage, the wooden board in front is put down, just like a wooden box, covering Bengbeng.
"Very good!"
Patting the dust on his body and nodding his head, Sumo returned to the base with satisfaction.
“My progress is too fast. When my sister is released, I’m afraid she won’t think that her brother is so powerful!”
After drinking a large gulp of psionic water and checking that the doors of the shelter were closed, Sumo came to the place where the kobold was lying with satisfaction.
“Hey, it seems like it’s dinner without him~”
Patting his head, Sumo suddenly remembered what he had forgotten while having dinner. However, after being treated with psionic water biscuit paste in the morning, the wounds on the kobold warlock's body did not worsen. At this time, he looked like he was about to die, just because he was hungry.
After searching for it, Somo took out a small amount of biscuits, mixed it with some psionic water, and placed it in front of the kobold.
The kobold warlock cannot die before finding the address of the saltpeter mine and the location of the kobold camp.
Looking at the kobold devouring the food, Somo nodded and returned to the center of the base.
There is no concept of time in the wasteland at night. Everyone can only judge the time by looking at the position of the moon in the most primitive way.
"It should be between eleven and twelve o'clock in the evening. Unfortunately, in the wasteland world, who can still have nightlife?"
I have started to get hairy after adjusting my body. After changing out of his yellow clothes with a hint of disgust, Somo took out a small glass of water, shirtless, and came to the culture medium to rinse his mouth.
Big and small sparks had already entered a state of sleep. When they saw Somo coming, they just raised their chicken heads symbolically and then collapsed to the ground with relief again.
"Life is getting better and better. There are desk lamps and electric blankets. My shelter in Somo is getting better!"
After rinsing your mouth, go back to the material warehouse and pick up what you traded during the day. lamp and electric blanket.
Going to the master bedroom, he laid out the electric blanket and connected the desk lamp to the power source. Then Somo lay down comfortably on the small bed.
“If I follow this progress, I’ll be able to make complete gunpowder and even an upgraded version of the explosive pack in just a few days”
"That's when."
Sumo thought happily.
As long as you can make a good explosive pack, you can blow up the kobold camp without any effort.
When the time comes, the treasure chest exploded by the kobold will definitely be an unimaginable and terrifying harvest of materials! ! !
I even thought that if a silver or gold level treasure chest could be opened, items such as psionic energy could be opened!
Sumo couldn't help but feel excited and wanted to yell.
“This kobold smells too good, no, I’ll watch and chat to relax, otherwise I will definitely be too excited to sleep tonight”
The soft light of the variable frequency table lamp fills the bedroom with In terms of warmth, if you ignore the fact of the wasteland, this place is more like a B&B full of "original features".
After lying in a comfortable position, Somo concentrated slightly.
The unreal game panel popped up.
After concentrating his thoughts and clicking on the channel for chatting in the world, messages began to slowly flood the screen.
At this point in the evening, most people have used up their speakers during the day, and the rest are filtered by the system, and the speed of swiping is not very fast.
After looking at it and finding that someone was already mentioning the news about half-human creatures, Sumo nodded and switched to the regional channel.
Half-human creatures came to this world together with humans. According to the progress, many people should encounter this strange creature.
However, in the world news, no one described the characteristics of these creatures in detail, but only said to be careful.
After surviving the first disaster, the number of people in the regional channel was not much reduced at this time. In two days, the number of people dropped from 1,000 to 982.
It’s just that there were 18 unlucky guys who were probably in danger or for other reasons.
Because there are no speech restrictions, dozens of people in the regional channel are chatting like a QQ group chat.
[Fei Zhi: I’m so hungry, brothers. I’m lying on the floor of the drafty wooden house. I feel so cold from top to bottom. When will this day end! 】
[Liang Jian: Brother upstairs, you’re okay. I ate a pack of crispy noodles today and I had diarrhea at night. I almost lost my diarrhea.]
[Liang Jian: Does anyone know if you can eat people with diarrhea and diarrhea? We don’t have much food reserves.]
[Na Wenxing: Liang Jian, didn’t you say that your refuge camp is very good? Okay, so down and out? Have you all reached the point of eating shit? 】
[Liang Jian: What a ball. I’ve seen in a few days that this shelter is about to be destroyed. In the past, mutant beasts were chasing people, but now people are chasing mutant beasts. This is outrageous! 】
[Liang Jian: I am just holding on until the trading secret realm is opened, and I will ask Su Shen to go in and exchange for something]
[Cai Junfeng: What, you have something good? 】
[Liang Jian: Hey, this is a secret. Anyway, if you can hold on, just hold on. Fortunately, we still have Su Shen on our channel. I heard that on other garbage channels, almost half of the people are dead, and there is no one who is awesome. Everyone’s confidence]
[Du Fu: Here’s a tip for you, the bark on the shrubs and trees is actually edible. I ate some today and it tasted pretty good. If you’re really hungry, just eat it. It’s better than It is much better to eat dirt]
[Emma Dewen: By the way, Mr. Somo should be able to ensure that he is full now, right? Woohoo, so envious! 】
[Lily Harun: After two days of running out of food, I will also find a refuge on World Chat, alas~]
[Jidong: The two idiots upstairs, please don't be "fished for law enforcement"! 】
[Lelly Harlan: Huh? What is fishing enforcement? 】
Looking at the regional channel where his name was used in several sentences, and the miscommunication caused by the cultural differences between China and the West, Sumo smiled helplessly and closed the chat panel.
If these people knew that he ate fried meatloaf, fried biscuits, and drank nether energy water.
I sleep in a big soft bed at night, with gentle variable-frequency soft light on the bedside. Even the captive kobolds eat psionic water biscuit paste. I am afraid these people will go crazy with envy.
“No, let’s go to sleep! We have to go early tomorrow to explore the campground!”
Thinking of a lot of things tomorrow, Sumo gradually became sleepy.
Raising his hand to turn off the soft frequency converter lamp on the bedside, the refuge fell into calm.
(End of this chapter)