Chapter 63 This Is My First Small Step in the Wilderness, But...

Chapter 63 This is my small step across the wilderness, but

(Highly recommended to listen while reading this chapter - Hotel California vocals)

Under the vast moonlight, Somo raised his head. Google search reading

It was as if he could see the gray clouds on the horizon outlining the smiling face of Ma Gu, a true 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 pitiful.

Oreo was already howling below, obviously curious about this bouncing car.

After sorting out the traces on the ground, Somo quickly arrived at the foot of the hill with a brisk pace.

The jumping seat is a single-engine cockpit, but Magu also installed a small cockpit behind the engine, which is probably used to pull small amounts of cargo.

At this time, this position is just right for Oreo to sit.

He picked up Oreo and put it in the back seat, then pulled out the seat belt that was used to secure Oreo in the back seat and tied it up.

"Don't move around later, be careful if you fall and become a disabled dog."

After scaring Oreo, seeing Oreo sitting in a row like a big spark, Somo returned to the front with a smile.

He leaned into the cockpit, fastened his seat belt, and pressed the ignition button with ease.

The car was started again and began to buzz.

Oreo in the back seat was obviously startled, but due to Sumo's reminder, he did not take any rash action.

After repeatedly confirming that there was no problem, Sumo pushed the gear lever to forward gear and released the brake.

Bengbeng started to move slowly!

"Woof? Woohoo? Ouch!"

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, a large mouthful of air was poured into Oreo's just-opened dog mouth, making a whining sound.

"Woofoooooooooo~"

"Oh!"

Feeling the roaring wind again, Sumo shouted in excitement.

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:

On a dark desert highway cool wind in my hair~

(Driving on a dark desert road, the cool breeze blew my hair)

Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air~

(The strong smell of marijuana permeates the air)

Up ahead in the distance I saw a shimmering light~

(Looking up into the distance, I saw lights flashing)

My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim~

(My head is getting heavier and my vision is getting blurry)

I had to stop for the night~

(I had to stop and look for a place to stay the night)

There she stood in the doorway~

(She stood at the door and greeted me)

I heard the mission bell~

(I hear church bells in the distance)

And I was thinking to myself~

(I said to myself in my mind)

This could be Heaven or this could be Hell~

(This may be heaven or hell)

A classic song that Magu collected from somewhere - "Hotel California", accompanied by Oreo's whine, echoed melodiously across the land.

At a speed of nearly 40 yards, by the time a song finished playing, they 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!"

He took off the Oreos, who were frightened and still had a look of unfinished expression, hinting at Somo doing another round, and placed them on the ground.

Sumo began to prepare a garage for the Bengbeng car.

The location was clearly the gap dug by Huang Biao and his party.

"These people have really 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 smiled and took out the shovel and started working on the previous project.

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 crude, 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 and confirming that there was no problem, Su Mo returned to the front of the rickshaw.

He restarted the engine and started the car. After a perfect reverse into the garage, he put down the wooden board in front, just like a wooden box, covering the rickshaw.

"Very good!"

Patting the dust off his body and nodding his head, Su Mo returned to the base with satisfaction.

"My progress is too fast. When my sister is deployed, I'm afraid she won't think that her brother is so powerful!"

After drinking a big mouthful of psionic water and checking that the doors of the shelter were closed, Su Mo came to the place where the dog-headed man was lying with satisfaction.

"Huh, it seems that he is not dinner~"

Patting his head, Su Mo suddenly remembered what he forgot when eating dinner.

However, under the treatment of the psionic water biscuit paste in the morning, the wound on the dog-headed warlock did not worsen. At this time, he looked like he was about to die, just because he was hungry.

After searching, Su Mo took out a small amount of biscuits and mixed them with a little psionic water again, and placed them in front of the dog-headed man.

Before finding the address of the saltpeter mine and the location of the dog-headed man camp, the dog-headed man warlock cannot die.

Looking at the dog-headed man eating voraciously, Su Mo nodded and returned to the center of the base.

There is no concept of time in the wasteland night. Everyone can only use the most primitive method to judge the time, watching the position of the moon.

"It should be around 11 o'clock in the evening. Unfortunately, who can have a nightlife in the wasteland world?"

After adjusting his yellowing clothes and changing them with a little disgust, Su Mo took out a small cup of water with his bare chest and came to the culture medium to rinse his mouth.

The big and small sparks had already fallen asleep at this time. When they saw Su Mo coming, they just raised their chicken heads symbolically and collapsed on the ground again with peace of mind.

"Life is thriving. There are desk lamps and electric blankets. My shelter is getting better!"

After rinsing his mouth, he returned to the material warehouse and picked up the desk lamp and electric blanket that he had traded during the day.

Coming to the master bedroom, Su Mo laid out the electric blanket, connected the desk lamp to the power supply, and then lay down comfortably on the small bed.

"If I follow this progress, I'm afraid that in a few days, I will be able to make complete gunpowder, or even an upgraded version of the explosive pack."

"Then"

Su Mo thought happily.

As long as the explosive pack can be made, it will be effortless to blow up the dog-headed camp.

By then, the treasure chests that the dog-headed people exploded will definitely be an unimaginable horrible material harvest! ! !

Even thinking that if a silver or gold-level treasure chest can be exploded, it will open items such as psionic energy!

Su Mo couldn't help but get excited and wanted to shout out loud.

"This dog-headed man is too fragrant, no, I'll chat with him to relieve it, otherwise I will definitely be too excited to sleep tonight."

The soft light of the variable frequency desk lamp filled the bedroom with warmth. If you ignore the fact that it is a wasteland, this place is more like a homestay full of "primitive characteristics".

After changing to a comfortable position and lying down, Su Mo focused his attention slightly.

The illusory game panel popped up.

Concentrating his mind, after clicking on the world chat channel, messages began to slowly refresh the screen.

At this time in the evening, most people had already used up their loudspeaker speaking times during the day, and the remaining ones were filtered by the system, so the refresh speed was not very fast.

After looking at it and finding that someone was already talking about the half-human creatures, Su Mo nodded and switched to the regional channel.

Half-human creatures came to this world with humans. According to the progress, many people should be able to encounter this strange creature.

However, in the world news, no one specifically described the characteristics of these creatures, but just said to be careful.

After the first disaster, the number of casualties in the regional channel was not much. In two days, it only dropped from 1,000 to 982.

There were only 18 unlucky people who died probably because they encountered danger or other reasons.

Because there was no limit on speaking, dozens of people in the regional channel chatted casually like QQ group chats.

[Fei Zhi: I'm so hungry, brothers. Lying on the floor of the leaky wooden house, I feel cold from head to toe. When will this day end!]

[Liang Jian: Brothers upstairs, you're not so bad. I ate a pack of instant noodles today and had diarrhea at night. I almost died.]

[Liang Jian: Is there any old man who knows if the diarrhea can be eaten? Brothers, we don't have much food left.]

[Wen Xing: Liang Jian, didn't you say your refuge camp was pretty good? Why is it so miserable? You've even reached the point of eating shit?]

[Liang Jian: Damn it. I saw that the refuge camp was going to be destroyed in a few days. In the past, mutant beasts chased people, but now people chase mutant beasts. It's outrageous!]

[Liang Jian: I'm just trying to hold on until the trading secret realm is opened, and then I'll find Su Shen to exchange some things.]

[Cai Junfeng: What's the matter? Do you have good things? ]

[Liang Jian: Hehe, this is a secret. Anyway, just hold on as long as you can. Fortunately, we still have Su Shen in our channel. I heard that almost half of the people in other garbage channels have died, and there is no one awesome to give everyone confidence]

[Du Fu: Here is a tip for everyone. The bark of shrubs can actually be eaten. I ate a little today and it tasted pretty good. If you are really hungry, just eat it. It is much better than eating dirt]

[Emma Dewen: Mr. Su Mo should be able to eat enough now, right? Woo woo woo, so envious! ]

[Liliharun: I will wait for two more days until my food is gone. I will also go to the shelter on the world chat. Alas~]

[Ji Dong: The idiot upstairs, don't be "fished for enforcement"! ]

[Liliharun: What? What is fishing for enforcement? ]

Looking at the regional channel, where his name is always mentioned in a few sentences, and the communication problems caused by the cultural differences between China and the West, Su Mo smiled helplessly and turned off the chat panel.

If these people knew that he ate fried meat patties, fried biscuits, and drank psionic water.

At night, he slept on a soft big bed with gentle variable frequency soft light at the head of the bed. Even the captive dog-headed man ate psionic water biscuit paste. I am afraid these people would be envious to the point of going crazy.

"No, go to sleep! I have to get up early tomorrow to explore the camp!"

Thinking of a lot of things tomorrow, Su Mo gradually felt sleepy.

He raised his hand to turn off the soft variable frequency desk lamp at the head of the bed, and the shelter fell into peace.