Chapter 215: Tracing the Source and Finding the Chameleon

"Oh, I slept so well. The weather in the wasteland was so good a few days ago!"

The morning sunlight quietly shot in through the cracks in the wooden house and hit the floor. Google Search Reading

The sweet air also floated slightly in the air, bringing waves of oxygen and transmitting them into Su Mo's mouth and nose.

Stretching lazily, Su Mo sat up from the bed and habitually opened the system panel.

At this time, the time in the wasteland had passed eight o'clock in the morning, but the system's daily reminder had not been delivered.

This is bad news, but also good news.

"It seems that the system's verification is calculated according to the real world, and the time in the ruins will not be counted in it."

Rubbing the blue-gray stubble that had already appeared on his chin, Su Mo nodded slowly.

The time in the ruins cannot be used to brush survival points.

Similarly, as long as you can get enough time currency, you can completely rely on the currency to offset the time flow rate penalty in the ruins and the real world.

"Today's task is"

After closing the system panel, Su Mo opened the chat panel as usual, and was about to record today's task in his diary, but he suddenly slapped his head.

"We have come to the ruins, so why do we need tasks? Of course, we can do whatever is comfortable for us, hehe!"

After lifting the quilt, stretching out a satisfied waist, and opening the door, Su Mo walked out lazily while moving his body.

There is no Oreo guarding the temporary base now. Before going to bed yesterday, Su Mo worked until midnight to clean up the ground around the wooden house.

By the way, he also set up a row of neat wooden fences around, enclosing Zhong Qingshu and his own wooden house, to ensure that some mutant monsters with restless hearts would not break in.

During the busy process, Zhong Qingshu also went from being vigilant at the beginning to being indifferent later, and even came out to help Su Mo carry things for a while.

On the first day, without the psionic water to restore their physical strength, both of them were exhausted, but they did not communicate much, and went back to the shelter to lie down.

On one side was a luxurious quilt and a sturdy and wide bed.

On the other side was a bare wooden floor.

As soon as he went out, Su Mo bumped into Zhong Qingshu, who was standing at the door with two dark circles under her eyes and seemed to be hesitating about something.

"Ah!"

Seeing Su Mo go out, Zhong Qingshu was obviously startled and took a small step back.

"Why are you so nervous? I said we are old friends, and didn't I tell you last night?"

"You confessed to me and have been pursuing me, but I just didn't agree!"

Spreading his hands, Su Mo spoke nonsense seriously, scaring Zhong Qingshu.

But the next second, after realizing that Su Mo was playing tricks on her, Zhong Qingshu immediately blushed with shame and spat.

"Rogue!"

"Hey, do you hope I'm really a rogue?"

Pretending to be intimidating, watching Zhong Qingshu take another step back, Su Mo burst into laughter.

In the time ruins, there is no need to worry about anything. It is completely idealistic. As long as you have the strength, you can do whatever you want.

Ignoring Zhong Qingshu's self-strategy, Su Mo went straight to the trading market again.

He only spent six or seven bottles of water and traded back dozens of units of iron blocks and some basic food and drink supplies.

With supplies, making things does not cost disaster points. Sitting on the stool he made, Su Mo made a series of choices and began to make countless items spontaneously.

The acquisition of supplies was like a cheat. After a while, under Zhong Qingshu's astonishment, one by one, the top luxury items in the wasteland appeared.

Iron stove

Iron pot

Two large ceramic bowls, an iron grill, and an iron table

One by one, the items for enjoyment were made and placed in the small courtyard surrounded by the fence.

Many of these things were things that Su Mo had not had time to enjoy in the real world, and they were all arranged at this time.

After taking out the traded beef, Su Mo started to take out various bottles and jars from the storage space and started to prepare it.

"Well, cut the beef into small pieces first, then marinate it with cooking wine, add onions, ginger and garlic, and add some barbecue sauce"

"For soup, let's make seaweed egg drop soup today!"

The taste of food mostly comes from refined seasonings. In front of these seasonings, as long as the quantity and steps can be guaranteed, no matter how unpalatable it is, there is a bottom line.

With Su Mo's gluttonous personality, these items are naturally made extremely sweet and delicious. As the taste of the egg drop soup spreads, plus a handful of cumin sprinkled on the roasted golden and oily beef skewers, the smell bursts out

Gurgle!

Zhong Qingshu's stomach made a sound like the sound of sparks!

Although Su Mo was very serious when grilling food, Zhong Qingshu on the side was still ashamed to find a hole to crawl into.

Food is not scary, what is scary is the process of sitting aside and waiting.

Watching the food slowly take shape, smelling the fragrance rushing into the nose...

That feeling is simply amazing!

However, Zhong Qingshu forgot that before crossing to the wasteland, it started from the first asteroid war preparation meeting of mankind.

For the next few months, everyone was on the run, and they had never tasted such delicious food. If they could eat fast food every day, they were considered wealthy.

"Can I have one skewer?"

Finally, Su Mo took out the beef skewers and rolled them in chili powder, and the oil splashed out.

The impact of the deliciousness made Zhong Qingshu unable to hold back any longer!

"That's right, why are you being so modest with me!"

There were ten skewers in a bunch of meat, and he generously handed them all over, indicating that Zhong Qingshu should eat first, and he would grill them later.

This small detail immediately aroused Zhong Qingshu's great favor.

Compared to the more admiration in the wasteland, at this time in the ruins, in Zhong Qingshu's eyes, from an angle that Su Mo could not detect, Zhong Qingshu's eyes became strange

"Could it be that I really pursued him?"

...

The two of them had a full meal.

Su Mo did not save a large piece of beef that was traded, and made all of it into skewers and stored it in the storage space.

The remaining egg drop soup was eaten by the two of them, and they finished a whole pot that could have been drunk by four or five people.

Touching his round belly, Su Mo simply sat on the ground, leaning back on the chair, and comfortably blowing the gentle breeze of the wasteland.

On the plains of the Candlelight Shelter, the grass was long and the warblers were flying. Sitting in such an environment, the fatigue and tension of the past few days began to quickly ease.

On the other side, Zhong Qingshu was not idle.

After eating, she cleaned up the stove where the meat was roasted with great care, and collected all the dripping seasonings.

Then she scraped off some of the egg flowers that were not scraped clean at the bottom of the pot and placed them aside for preservation.

This cautious look reminded Su Mo of the embarrassment and caution in the first few days after crossing to the wasteland.

"Hey, what was I doing on the second day of the wasteland? It seemed like..."

"Chameleon!!"

Recalling the days back then, the chameleon that had brought a lot of wealth emerged from his memory.

After experiencing the wasteland for a little over a month, Su Mo now understood how exaggerated the treasure chest that the chameleon had exploded was.

Psionic energy! Pet eggs! Design drawings!

These three things destroyed a shelter of more than 2,000 kobolds, and Su Mo got them with great difficulty.

But at that time, it was really suspicious that a chameleon with a combat power of only 5 could actually explode such things.

"According to the time, I should be upgrading the oak gun in the wasteland by then, waiting to go hunting at noon!"

Su Mo stood up while trying to recall the details.

Since there is plenty of time now, why not go to the underground shelter and take a good look at what this chameleon is.

"Zhong Qingshu, I'm going out for a while, do you want to go?"

"No, no, I'll go!"

Watching Su Mo take out the rifle and straddle it, and looking at the seemingly calm but extremely dangerous surroundings, Zhong Qingshu's body and mouth were very real!

Stay with Su Mo, don't worry about food, drink, and safety.

Such a super "bodyguard, even if his behavior is a little strange, he is full of mysteries, at this moment, he can't care so much!

Feeling Zhong Qingshu straddling the back seat of the off-road motorcycle, holding the iron bar at the back restrainedly, Su Mo mischievously twisted the throttle, and the vehicle rushed forward.

"Ah! "

Zhong Qingshu, who had lost her grip, rushed forward and hugged Su Mo's broad back in panic.

"Hey, hold on tight, don't fall off!"

Feeling the warmth and softness behind him, Su Mo's heartbeat quickened a bit, and he stepped on the accelerator, and the motorcycle rushed out with a roar.

The khaki storm began to gather at the tail of the motorcycle.

The powerful dynamic vision and increasingly terrifying balance allowed the motorcycle to reach a speed of 60 mph.

Along the way, Su Mo easily avoided all obstacles, and Zhong Qingshu in the car was amazed.

"I have driven this road many times. This is the farmland we are about to build! "

Slowing down, looking at the large plain next to him, Su Mo didn't care whether Zhong Qingshu could understand or not, and just kept talking to himself.

He directly reminded the humans in the time ruins that the world they were in was fake and had already failed once.

This time, facing Zhong Qingshu, who had a very high IQ, Su Mo did not intend to tell the truth directly, but to plant seeds of "hope" in Zhong Qingshu's heart in this time and space.

"There should be a large number of dog-headed castles here, but unfortunately, there will be none in the future!"

"Here is a natural saltpeter camp. We can find sulfur later, which can easily make black gunpowder and develop explosives technology trees."

"Here is Magu's shelter. By the way, his shelter is level five. It is a human from our parallel earth world and a player who participated in the ruins last time."

"This is my shelter, my Su Mo's shelter, remember it! "

Pointing at the empty space with a serious face, Su Mo made a mark at the location of the underground shelter with pride, ignoring Zhong Qingshu's strange look.

On the mark, Su Mo drew an Oreo dog head with a very bad taste.

Following the location of the underground shelter, after a little identification, in the bushes in the distance, the chameleon was squatting on the tree honestly.

There was no change in the position at all!