Chapter 101

After closing the outermost stone gate and blocking the cold wind from pouring back, the cold wind was finally no longer biting in the corridor.

Go straight down. After closing the second door, sumo can obviously feel the temperature rise in the shelter.

Until I walked into the door and opened it, a warm feeling came to my face.

Compared with minus sevenoreight degrees outside at this time, fourorfive degrees in the shelter is simply a kind of enjoyment.

Looking at Sanxiao who was still sleeping, Su Mo stepped under the ventilation pipe in the breeding room and looked up for a while.

The cold wind is blowing down from the ventilation duct, and the temperature in the breeding room is obviously lower than that in other rooms, even lower than that in the living room.

However, the temperature is falling, and the plants in the medium show no signs of frostbite.

"This medium is simply an artifact. At this temperature, it can firmly absorb sunlight, lock the internal humidity and temperature, and give each seedling the best growth environment..."

Touching the tomato seedlings that have grown more than a dozen large leaves and the cabbage seedlings that have covered a large area, sumo was amazed.

With the nourishment of sparks and sparks, according to this rising trend, the cabbage in the culture medium does not need to raise seedlings at all, and sufficient sunshine and nutrition are completely sufficient for their growth.

"In more than ten days, you should be able to pick a few cabbages and taste them. It is estimated that these garlic will take more than twenty days."

Fiddle with the garlic seedlings pushed aside by the cabbage, pull off several particularly "inconvenient" and "inconvenient" cabbage leaves, and Su Mo happily took them out of the breeding room.

Now the cabbage in the middle hasn't grown yet, and the leaves outside are not old. Cut it up, add oil, and fry it. It has a different flavor.

The north wind mixed with snow was blowing outside and couldn't get out. Su Mo was also very free and came to the material room to find out the rice and steam it.

"Well, these treasure boxes are temporarily opened and there is no place to put them. Just put them aside until the day when the trading secret place opens, or when there is a place to put them, they will be opened all at once!"

Looking at the chest wall, Su Mo sat comfortably on the stone bench and enjoyed it.

Now there is basically no shortage of urgently needed materials in the base, and there is no need to open the box immediately to get them. In case something new comes out and there is no place to store it, it is a waste.

It's only a few days before the secret trading place is opened. You can wait until the time of trading and open a large number of boxes.

Moreover, this naturally luminous wall can also be used as an electric light at night.

While the rice was steaming in the pot, Su Mo picked up a water cup, rinsed his face, and scooped out some water to water the culture medium. After that, the rice was just steamed.

Move the steaming pot aside, pour a little bottom oil into the pot to heat it, chop the cabbage leaves, pour them into the pot, stir fry them for a few times, add some seasoning, and a dish of fragrant green fried vegetables comes out of the pot fresh.

This weather, this taste, the heat and warmth from this pot, sumo is simply cool to take off.

Say hello to Sanxiao, wake up, stir fry the rice into the fried vegetables, turn it over a few times, make the amount of Sanxiao, and pour all the remaining sumo into your own basin.

Su Mo was extremely satisfied with a simple breakfast.

After arriving at the waste soil, the first meal of fresh vegetable leaves, the taste of which naturally obtained a natural 200% addition, made people bite their tongues.

After eating and washing the pot, Su Mo didn't want to stay in the living room for a second in this weather. He directly moved a few shiny wooden boxes to the bedroom and inserted the electric blanket.

Sparks followed the heat, and lay quietly on the two corners of the small bed, feeling the steaming heat of the electric blanket under the body, and the comfortable small eyes narrowed together.

Seeing that no one played with him, Oreo also ran over and made trouble jumping up and down in bed.

"Ann, we're going out later today. It's too cold. Go out and freeze your dog's head off!"

Hearing the cold, Oreo shook his dog's head with disdain, walked manly to the breeding room, and swaggered back, indicating that he was not afraid at all.

Su Mo was happy to see this proud little appearance.

He got up and forcibly held Oreo in his arms, lifted the quilt, and Sumo lay in.

"Hiss, it's so comfortable. There's no hot water to soak your feet in this weather. It's really comfortable to have a quilt to warm your feet!"

Husky's cold resistance makes Oreo more active in this weather. On the contrary, it is human beings. In this weather, hands and feet are stiff, and it is inconvenient to move. Outdoor activities need to consume a lot of heat.

Lying in bed, Su Mo decided to look at the chat panel before the eight o'clock harvest of the system arrived.

Concentration, the blue screen hit in the middle of the field of vision.

After clicking on the world chat channel, waves flashed, and streams of information began to roll quickly across the screen.

As sumo's eyes focused, the rolling began to slow down and gradually stopped changing at a speed acceptable to the human eye.

"Good guy, it's so cold. Are there any good brothers in the basin? My selection of mountains has really become a classic. It's so cold!"

"I'm in the basin. The snow has turned into rain. Hey, I've picked up half of the basin since the morning, boiled it and tried it. I can drink it!"

"The water problem is finally solved now, but do you have enough firewood there? I wore a sweater when I came here. It's so cold!"

"Let's take a step by step. It's really not enough. Get more plant fiber and pile yourself in the middle and don't go out."

"This ghost weather will last for more than ten days, and the snow will not disappear immediately after the disaster. If you don't get more supplies now, can you go out after the snow?"

"Yes, it's reasonable. Unfortunately, it's a waste of food to go out and work now. We're almost finished with the surrounding mutant creatures."

"Eh? I heard that in three shelters two days ago, thousands of people joined hands to fight a centaur with more than 200 people, and won. I don't know how many supplies more than 200 centaurs can explode! Envy!"

"You envy a hammer. Do you know how many people died, more than 500 people. We beat one of five, and we almost didn't beat it. These animals are really powerful..."

As you browse more information, the chat panel also seems to remember your personal preferences.

When browsing, when players show psychological fluctuations, they will deliberately pop up a prompt to ask whether to block similar messages.

For example, up to now, some people on the world chat channel are crying for poverty, and even some people are begging others to give themselves some food in front of beggars.

Such people don't know what kind of thoughts they hold.

Those who obviously have hands and feet don't go out to find a way. They squat in the shelter and do some useless work, trying to deceive some passers-by players with the attack of the virgin heart and give alms.

Looking at it, Su Mo made an expression with a little disgust, and suddenly a prompt popped out. After clicking yes in his mind, this kind of begging information disappeared instantly, and all were isolated by the game panel.

As for the rest of the advertising information, Su Mo looked at it one by one with great interest.

"Dead fire shelter, recruit old secondary players. Male players who are high in body fat (at least 22% up), can endure hardship and are not afraid of fatigue are required. Once hired, they are guaranteed to supply at least 300g of food and 200ml of clean water every day. The treatment is preferential. If you need to join near XX location, please contact me quickly!"

"Faisal club recruits combat conscious players. You don't need to be tall. As long as you pass the battle. After joining the shelter, we will guarantee half a kilo of food a day, including at least 100g of meat. You can pay attention to the specific location XX, as long as you are 200 miles away."

"Tatz temple, recruit players with life skills. As long as you have a skill and can make a large number of basic items, you can join us. We have enough combat power to ensure your safety and enough food to ensure that you can survive this cold winter. As long as you are willing to work for a long time, in XX position, we are waiting for you!"

"The flying tiger shelter is currently located at XX position. We have detected a Tauren with about 150 people nearby. Are there other large shelters in this position that can cooperate to attack a wave? At that time, we will distribute the spoils according to our contributions. If we take them, we will have enough supplies for the winter!"

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The advertisements published by each refuge are very interesting. Su Mo looked at them for a while and was surprised to find that Faisal club is one of the three shelters discussed by the world channel casual players.

The other two shelters they cooperated with suffered heavy losses after the war, and less than 40 people were left in one of them.

All in all, the three shelters were directly merged together. The treasure chest and meat cut by more than 200 centaurs were enough for them to survive this cold winter.

"More and more fantasy races are eyeing humans, but at the same time, some powerful shelters can also backhand eat small races whose power has not yet developed. On the wasteland, it is true that only continuous killing can survive."

Turning twice, Summerton had a clear understanding of the current human form.

The reason why Western shelters only recruit elites in the early stage leads them to rely on their strength to attack when they encounter these fantasy races in the early stage, and destroy them at one stroke before they develop.

On the contrary, these refuges in the East, because of their strength, are too weak to fall. Facing these fantasy races, they are tied up and far behind the West. At present, the situation is in jeopardy.