Chapter 212

"Ouch, I'm really satisfied with sleeping. The weather in the wasteland was really good a few days ago!"

The morning sunlight, through the cracks of the wooden house, quietly shot in and hit the floor.

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

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

At this time, the time in the waste soil has passed eight o'clock in the morning, but the prompt that the system must arrive every day has not been sent.

This is bad news, but it is also good news.

"It seems that the verification of the system is calculated according to the real world, and the time in the ruins will not be included."

Rubbing the pointed green gray stubble on his chin, Su Mo nodded slowly.

Time in the ruins cannot be used to brush survival.

Similarly, as long as we can get enough time money, we can rely on money to offset the time flow penalty of relics and the real world.

"Today's task is

Turn off the system panel. As usual, Su Mo just opened the chat panel to record today's task in his diary, but he suddenly slapped his head.

"All come to the ruins. Where are the tasks? Of course, how comfortable is it? Hehe!"

Lift up the bedding, stretch out a satisfied lazy waist, open the door, and Su Mo walked out lazily while moving his body.

There is no Orio guard in the current temporary base. Before going to bed yesterday, Su Mo worked until midnight to tidy up the ground around the wooden house.

Incidentally, a neat row of wooden fences were also set up around, surrounding Zhong Qingshu and her own wooden house to ensure that some mutant monsters with inner turmoil would not break in.

In the process of being busy, Zhong Qingshu also went from vigilance at the beginning to indifference at the back, and even came out to help Su Mo carry things for a while.

On the first day, there was no quiet water to recover their strength. Both of them were very tired. They didn't communicate much, so they went back to the shelter and lay down.

On one side are luxurious bedclothes and sturdy and wide beds.

On the other side is the bare wooden floor

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

"Ah!"

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

"Why are you nervous? I said we were old friends. Besides, I told you last night."

"You confessed to me that you've been chasing me, but I didn't promise!"

Su Mo's serious nonsense made Zhong Qingshu stunned.

But the next second, realizing that Su Mo was playing with herself, Zhong Qingshu immediately blushed with anger and spat.

"Hooligans!"

"Hey, you hope I'm really a hooligan?"

Make a look of intimidation, watching Zhong Qingshu step back again, Su Morton burst out laughing.

In the relics of time, you don't have to worry about anything. You are completely idealistic. As long as you have strength, you can do whatever you want.

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

Only six or seven bottles of water were spent, and dozens of iron blocks and some basic food and drink supplies were traded back again.

With materials, making things doesn't cost disaster points. Sitting on the stool, Su Mo made a series of choices, and countless items began to be made spontaneously.

After a while, Zhong Qingshu was stunned, and pieces of top luxury items appeared in the waste land.

Iron stove

Iron pot

Two ceramic bowls, an iron grill, an iron table

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

Many of these things are not enjoyed by SUMO in the real world, and they are all arranged at this time.

Taking out the traded beef, sumo began to take out all kinds of bottles from the storage space and began to measure.

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

"For soup, make a laver egg soup today!"

Most of the taste of food comes from refined condiments. In front of these condiments, as long as the quantity and steps can be guaranteed, even if it is no matter how bad it is, there is a bottom line.

With sumo's gluttonous character, these items are naturally made extremely fragrant and sweet. With the taste of egg flower soup spreading, plus a handful of cumin sprinkled on the roasted golden and oily Beef Kebabs, the flavor erupts

Goo Goo!

Zhong Qingshu's stomach made the same sound as the sound of sparks!

Although Su Mo bakes food very carefully, Zhong Qingshu, who is beside him, is still ashamed to find a hole to drill down.

Food is not terrible, but the process of sitting and waiting.

Watching the food slowly take shape, smelling the fragrance and rushing into the nasal cavity

That feeling is simply!

However, Zhong Qingshu forgot that before crossing the waste soil, it began with the first asteroid war preparedness meeting of mankind.

For the next few months, everyone was on the run. Where had they tasted such delicious food? If they could eat fast food every day, they would be considered a wealthy family.

"Well... Can I have one?"

Finally, I saw that Su Mo took out the beef kebab and rolled it in chili noodles, and the oil flowers exploded.

The impact of delicious food makes it difficult for Zhong Qingshu to be reserved anymore!

"That's right. Why do you say you and I are modest!"

There are ten kebabs of meat in a handful. Pass them all generously and signal Zhong Qingshu to eat them first and bake them by herself.

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

Compared with the admiration in the waste soil, at this time, in the ruins, in Zhong Qingshu's eyes, Su Mo couldn't detect the angle, Zhong Qingshu's eyes became strange

"Is it difficult that I really chased him?"

……

A meal, two people eat is full of wine and food.

Su Mo didn't save a large piece of beef traded. All of them were made into kebabs and stored in the storage space.

The remaining egg soup was stuffed by two people, enough to dry up a whole pot that could have been drunk by fourorfive people.

Touching his round belly, sumo simply sat on the ground, back against a chair, comfortably blowing the gentle wind of waste land.

On the plain of the candlelight refuge, grass grows and warblers fly. Sitting in such an environment, the fatigue and tension of the past few days also began to ease quickly.

On the other hand, Zhong Qingshu was not idle.

After eating, she was quite distressed to clean up the cooking range after the meat was roasted, and collected all the dripping seasonings together.

Then scrape off some egg flowers at the bottom of the pot that have not been scraped clean, and put them aside for storage.

This careful appearance reminded Su mo of his embarrassment and caution a few days ago after crossing the waste soil.

"Hey, what am I doing the next day? It seems to be..."

"Chameleon!!"

Recalling the original days, the chameleon that once brought a lot of wealth emerged from the memory.

After a month in the wasteland, sumo knew how exaggerated the treasure chest exploded by the chameleon.

You Neng! Pet eggs! a design chart!

These three things destroyed a doghead shelter of more than 2000 people, and Su Mo had a hard time getting them.

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

"According to the time, I should be upgrading my wooden spear at that time, waiting for hunting at noon!"

While trying to recall the details, Su Mo stood up.

Since there is plenty of time now, it's better to go to the underground shelter and have a good look at what the chameleon is.

"Zhong Qingshu, I'm going out. Are you going?"

"I don't... no, I'll go!"

Looking at Su Mo taking out the rifle and straddling his body, and looking at the calm but dangerous surroundings, Zhong Qingshu's body and mouth are very real!

Stay by Su Mo's side, don't worry about food, drink, and safety.

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

Feeling Zhong Qingshu straddling on the back seat of the cross-country motorcycle, holding the iron bar in the back, Su Mo playfully twisted the accelerator, and immediately the vehicle rushed forward.

"Ah!"

Zhong Qingshu, who didn't grasp firmly, rushed up and hugged Su Mo's wide back in panic.

"Hey, hey, hold on, don't fall!"

Feeling a burst of warm fragrance nephrite behind him, Su Mo's heart couldn't help but speed up a few minutes. With a pinch of the accelerator in his hand, the motorcycle roared and rushed out.

The yellowish storm began to converge at the tail of the motorcycle.

The powerful dynamic vision and the increasingly terrifying balance make the motorcycle speed up to 60 yards.

Along the way, Su Mo easily dodged all the obstacles, looking at the beautiful eyes of Zhong Qingshu in the car.

"I've driven this section of the road many times. Here is the farmland we're going to build!"

Slowing down, looking at the great plain next to him, Su Mo didn't care whether Zhong Qingshu could understand it or not, and said to himself.

It positively reminds people in the relics of time that the world they live in is fake and has failed once,

This time, in the face of Zhong Qingshu with high IQ, Su Mo didn't intend to tell the truth directly, but to lay the seeds of "Hope" in Zhong Qingshu's heart in this space-time.

"There should be a huge number of Kobold castles here. Unfortunately, there will be no more!"

"Here is a natural saltpeter camp. Later, we can find sulfur, easily make black powder, and develop explosive technology trees..."

"This is Magu's refuge... By the way, his refuge has five levels. It is our human beings in the parallel earth world, and it is also the player who participated in the ruins last time..."

"Here, is my refuge, is my sumo refuge, you remember!"

Solemnly pointed to the open space, Su Mo's face with pride, completely ignoring Zhong Qingshu's strange eyes, made a mark on the location of the underground refuge.

On the mark, sumo painted a dog's head of Oreo in a very wicked way.

Along the location of the underground shelter, a little identification, in the distant bushes, the chameleon really honest squat on the tree.

Even the position has not changed at all!