Chapter 344

Chapter 344 depressions, wait for me to return!

It's like Chinese new year, but it's not.

The villagers roared excitedly. Even when they went down the mountain, Su Mo's super hearing could distinguish some.

After finally assigning some tasks to Chen Shen and sending him away, Su Mo cherished the "last" night he could sleep in this depression.

Tomorrow morning, all the materials and equipment that can be taken away from the underground shelter will be moved to the hope.

At noon, after the last deep water, the underground shelter will be neatly wrapped by steel plates with a hardness of 8 and enter a fully enclosed state.

At that time, even if Su Mo wants to enter, he will have to spend some time, not to mention the enemy with ulterior motives.

Once closed, it will also enter the final countdown to the sea.

In this way, there are only the last 12 hours left for sumo to stay on this land!

Enter the password again, pull out the winch, and rotate the three-level alloy gate, revealing the slightly empty garage inside.

At present, except for two rotary tillers in the garage, the Land Rover, King Kong and the harvester are all placed on the iron stone mountain.

After going to sea, these land vehicles will temporarily lose their role, so they are placed on the iron stone mountain and guarded by the villagers, and Su Mo has no worries at home.

Close the iron door, put several fallen tools on the ground back on the shelf, push open the heavy stone door, and walk down the zigzag passage sumo.

On the second floor, the light is still bright.

The 300kW large engine is still stably outputting its own power, coupled with the slight noise from the 24-hour operation of the oil well, which not only didn't bother Su Mo, but also had a different kind of kindness.

One big and four small, still sitting in the breeding room, surrounded by the large-scale culture medium that has not been planted at present, study carefully.

Seeing Su Mo coming in, everyone just looked up and said hello, and then sank their hearts into the book again.

Going to sea is imminent. Without human wisdom, and with a clear responsibility for himself, even jumping Moore can seriously sit down and read, which is enough to show the great pressure.

There was no choice to disturb. After nodding gently, Su Mo went down the steps on the second floor to his own living floor.

"Zhong Qingshu didn't say it was OK yesterday. When she said it, I felt a little poor here."

"It's like just buying a rough house and can't wait to move in. There's nothing. I'm still poor and happy every day."

Touching every partition that he witnessed with his own eyes, Su Mo laughed and roast.

It was the last night, and there was nothing urgent to do. He took a chair and Sumo began to carefully pack up the sundries.

The hundreds of high-quality living goods purchased before must be taken on board.

All ammunition, explosive bags and shells are also left.

The worktable that can be taken away must be removed. As for the 300 disaster points needed to move a small laser machine tool, Su Mo also waved his hand and chose to spend it.

The cost of remaking a machine tool is too high, far more than 300 points.

The subsequent upgrading of small and medium-sized machine tools, after so many days of collection, materials have long been enough, just wait until the shelter level is enough, and it can be achieved immediately.

As for the remaining large objects, the melting pot requires material and energy output, and the disaster points required for mobile are too high, so they can only be discarded.

After the oil well is gone, it must be closed. Like the Youneng well, stay here and wait for its "owner" to come back.

After packing all the sundries in gunny bags and putting them in the living room, Su Mo clapped his hands with satisfaction and came to the stove to start boiling water.

With the help of the lion's wind, the speed of boiling water is extremely fast. Looking at the steaming heat in the bathtub, Su Mo slowly stepped into it.

"Nei Shuang!"

For modern people, it's hard to imagine what it's like not taking a bath for more than ten days or twenty days.

But for a small Lord who is busy on the waste land, every bath is like getting a new life, which makes people relax from head to toe, together with their hearts.

Take out a repeater that has been eliminated in the civilized era from the storage space.

I'm taking out a piece of Mr. Zhou's tape.

After the combination of the two, as Su Mo pressed the play button, the reading tape in the repeater turned, and Zhou's Melody began to ring through the third floor of the underground shelter.

After listening to the song and taking a bath, and changing into fresh and clean pajamas at one o'clock, Su Mo floated to his little bed.

Today, even this wooden bed made on the first day of the waste soil can't bear Su Mo's increasingly strong body.

Several wooden corners will creak as sumo turns over.

But sleeping on it, listening to the familiar creak, Su Mo's mood can quickly calm down and enter sleep.

Hoo

Hoo

A trace of heavy breathing sound was transmitted from the abdomen to the nasal cavity, and then returned to the whole body from the nasal cavity.

Although the outside world, almost 99% of people are working overtime, trying to cram for the last night of the disaster.

However, the 146 people lying in the underground shelters and on the iron stone mountain slept soundly and sweetly.

A night without words

At 7:30, the punctual biological clock beat an advance again before the alarm clock rang, waking Su Mo from sleep.

Unlike usual, this time for the first time, Su Mo didn't get up directly, but turned over and continued to sleep.

eight o'clock.

At nine o'clock.

half past nine!

Although there was no sleepiness in his mind, lying on this shabby little bed, Su Mo's happiness was rising rapidly in a straight line like a monadic quadratic equation.

Of course, it is a very luxurious thing to realize the "freedom to stay in bed" on the waste soil.

Until ten o'clock, after feeling the complete change of the whole person's mental state, Su Mo slowly climbed up and drank the faint energy water on the head of the bed.

Most of the breakfast sent by the cooks has been killed by one big four small ones, and the rest is left in the thermos barrel with waste heat.

A bowl of Qishan saozi noodles, which is very famous in Guanzhong area of Shaanxi Province, is put in a bucket.

The noodles are slender, even in thickness, fresh and fragrant, red oil floating noodles, sour and spicy soup, tough and refreshing.

This is a kind of noodles that will not be broken even if it is put for a long time. It plays a very important role in Guanzhong.

Whether it is in weddings and funerals, festivals, children's full moon, old people's birthday, farewell relatives and friends and other important occasions, it has its sound and shadow.

These days, the villagers cultivated garlic at the foot of the mountain and pickled sweet garlic.

One mouthful of noodles, one mouthful of garlic, and one mouthful of cucumber.

Su Mo was 90% full for this meal, but there was still a sense of unfinished business.

"Hoo, stay in the shelter, and the food is too good. I'm going out on the sea alone, and I have to cook by myself!"

Regretfully put the leftover bowls and chopsticks into the eating basin. Facing the materials that have not been packed yet, Su Mo began the final handling.

Open the door, and the Land Rover has been sent back to the door.

In the distance, many villagers can be seen walking in the depressions on the holiday day, looking at the original scenery on the waste soil.

However, everyone abides by a rule that the distance from the underground shelter should be kept at a distance of 500 meters to make room for Su Mo's privacy.

The materials were loaded twice, and all the packed sundries were brought on board.

On the third trip, the workbench and small machine tools went to the conference room on the second floor of the deck.

On the fourth and fifth trip, some unused basic materials piled beside the underground shelter were taken on board by Su Mo and dumped in the damage management warehouse.

After the move, the time came to 12:00 noon, which was exactly the same as the plan.

Since going to bed last night, the furnace has stopped making shells and replaced them with 200mm thick steel plates.

Now, there are enough steel plates in the garage, just waiting for Su Mo to finally start packaging.

"Take everything with you, and make sure there is nothing left in it?"

Looking at the appearance of a big four shaking his head, Su Mo did not shy away from it. The wandering villagers nearby had Connie next to them, and directly called the system.

Today, sumo has found that the green light of the system is invisible to others.

All the property panels and upgrade panels that can be reflected in front of your eyes are completely invisible to others.

And there is the perfect cover of the game panel. For upgrading the steel plate package of the refuge, others can also understand it as the Weili of the game.

The green light slightly swallowed and vomited, and the shelter panel that had not been seen for a long time reappeared.

[underground refuge sumo]

[description]: This is a stone shelter made of heavy stones. Under natural disasters, such a shelter can provide you with a safe place to go. Please come on and upgrade it. It will become the key to your foothold on the waste soil!

[upgrade direction 1]: Iron shelter:

[upgrade direction 2]: reinforced concrete shelter:

[upgrade direction 3]: structured shelter:

[upgrade direction.]:

[upgrade direction 12]: hidden energy refuge:

[evaluation]: continue to upgrade it. Maybe you can find more secrets!

"Upgrade? More secrets?"

After scanning the evaluation given by the system, Su Mo was slightly surprised.

"The upgrade will definitely be upgraded. Don't worry. When I come back from the sea, I will make you the strongest waste soil again!"

Touching the "stone house" that had protected him for nearly two months on the waste land, Su Mo thought about the dozens of gangsters who had broken their halberds here, and switched to the independent upgrade page.

Facing the transformation and installation, after paying 350 points of manual fees, the steel plates placed on the ground began to dance.

Under the constraint of the green light, the steel plate began to slowly stick to the stone wall, and merged in an instant, as if the two were symbiotic.

And in the underground of the underground shelter, some steel plates also turned into virtual shadows, penetrated through layers of walls and soil, flew to the lowest layer, and completely sealed it up.

With the recovery of the green light, the underground shelter has officially entered a closed state.

Before sumo does not take the initiative to start, there will be no second person to enter here and sink completely in the sea.

If sumo falls to the sea, it may become a super "treasure" for the next generation to cheer up when they come in.

But now

Gently shook his head, drove into the car, loaded a big four small, blowing a relaxed whistle, Su Mo drove the car to the hope.

Empty all the materials left in the car and get on board. Give the car to the militia left behind in front of the hope, and let it drive back. After stepping on the solid wood stairs, Su Mo returned to the hope again.

So far, all preparations have been completed.

Before the time reaches 12 o'clock, Su Mo has nearly 11 hours to prepare.

It took two hours, with Moore and Connie, to lay a layer of energy absorbing glue on all places on the hope that might be impacted by the rain, and then took out the purchased safe house. Su Mo began to build it patiently again.

Although the freshmen's progress bar is full, Su Mo will not choose to fight against the disaster if it can use such a "cheap and reliable" way to tide over the disaster.

At 4:50 p.m., all defense work was completed.

After going down to the engine room on the bottom floor and overhauling all cabins one by one from bottom to top, the time came to six o'clock in the evening.

All the way down the stairs, he climbed back to the captain's room, which is still a hard bed at present. After drinking a few sips of Youneng water and resting for a while, Su Mo began to busy decorate the captain's room again.

Take out the brand-new bedding prepared by the villagers, spread it, put the ancestral sofa of the underground shelter on the ground, and then take out the final folding table and spread it out.

Seeing that there was a little anger in the captain's room, just when Su Mo wanted to continue to clean up, the gongs and drums sounded loudly outside.

Su Mo couldn't help shaking his head with such a look.

Yesterday, all villagers, including the management, were "putting on airs" to create a happy farewell appearance.

But in the end, when they were about to leave, these people still couldn't help but "break the defense"!

Striking the gongs on both sides, all the villagers spontaneously lined up, stood under the hope, and began to shout rhythmically with the Gong:

"Director, we'll wait for you to come back!"

"Director. The ocean is invincible!"

"You are invincible in the waste land!"

With a sentence by sentence of harsh slogans, standing on the 20 meter high sign of hope, Su Mo could vaguely see that some people had begun to secretly touch their tears, while others were looking up, trying to stop their rolling tears.

Unlike those star chasing scenes in the civilized era, Su Mo didn't feel a bit embarrassed under such a solemn momentum. Instead, a stream of hot blood gushed out of his heart.

Standing in the front, as the last meal sumo could eat in the depression, the cooks walked up the stairs with heavy steps.

"Director, this last meal is a little crude. Please don't dislike it."

"The dumplings in it are made by everyone himself. You must take care when you go out of the sea!"

With these words, the cook, who was less than 30 years old and still a little girl, ran down the stairs crying.

Obviously, in the villagers' agreement, you can't cry today.

She didn't want to break the rules.

But she didn't want Su Mo to see her cry!

Watching the cook return to the ground all the way, looking at the dumplings in the heat preservation basin with irregular shapes and different sizes, and then looking at the people standing below who are still shouting.

Somehow, Su Mo's canthus also itched a little, like sand

Su Mo escaped all day, and finally did not escape this "farewell".

Looking at the crowd below, after using the greatest strength in his life, standing by the guardrail, Su Mo shouted heartlessly:

"Go back!"

"You should be well! Wait for me to come back!"

"Low land, help me keep it! Don't let anyone in!"

"Tell them with your fists: This is Su Shen's territory, this is ours."

"Territory!!!"

At this moment, the crowd below also began to use up all their strength and shouted in unison:

"Director, we'll wait for you to come back!"

"Wadi, wait for you to come back!"

Boom!

A gong sounded, like the beginning of heaven and earth, but also like old and new.

At this moment, in the records of later generations

It is this day

It belongs to human beings, waste soil and future steps

Finally, we took the first step forward firmly!