MTL - My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!-Chapter 211 Come! Gulping, gulping

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  Chapter 214 is here! Gulping, gulping

  As soon as he crossed over, Zhong Qingshu obviously hadn't developed the appearance of a gentle student.

  In these days, when the two of them worked and rested together, Zhong Qingshu was not idle, and vividly described his dilemma when he first came to the wasteland.

  On the first day, she and Somo did the same and they were very serious, but Zhong Qingshu had no system. Naturally, she was hungry for a full day, thirsty and hungry.

  Until the next day, I couldn’t help but went out hunting and got my first bite of food.

  The first bite of food at that time almost made her cry with excitement.

  However, Zhong Qingshu in the relics of time will definitely not be the same as the real world!

  Looking at Somo riding a luxurious cross-country motorcycle and an automatic rifle in the distance, her little face was filled with unimaginable shock.

  According to the full understanding of the time of the day and the chats in the world channel and regional channels, most people already know what is happening in their world.

  Just like what happened in the main world, this world is like being played back from the beginning by pressing the replay button.

  Everyone is a cooperating actor, only Somo has become the only anomaly in this big scene.

   "He is a human. Human??"

  Looking at Somo getting closer and closer, Zhong Qingshu's heart seemed to have ten thousand grass and mud horses rushing wildly.

  An unclear mouthful was pressed into her mouth, and she didn’t know if she should be speaking properly.

  The closer he got, the more dignified the light of the M-1 rifle slung on Somo's body, and Zhong Qingshu who shot Zhong Qingshu dodged for a while.

  At the same time, this time she finally saw Suma clearly.

Humanity!

  Moreover, they are extremely terrifying human beings!

  This conclusion made Zhong Qingshu involuntarily continue to hide, and the door of the wooden house was snapped shut, leaving only a small crack.

  "Please do not enter my shelter, otherwise. Otherwise I will call the police!"

  "Wasteland is not a place outside the law, please abide by the law!"

  Listening to Zhong Qingshu's trembling voice, Su Moha burst into laughter under the mask.

  The first time I saw Zhong Qingshu, this little Nizi was already able to single out more than a dozen kobolds, and she was extremely brave.

  But who would have thought that she, who had just arrived in the wasteland, looked like such a little girl.

  "Hello, hello, Zhong Qingshu, I am your old friend, Somo!"

  Pinch the brakes, turn off the off-road motorcycle, and face the void, the M-1 rifle fell into the storage space obediently.

  By the way, Somo also pulled off his mask, revealing a handsome face full of endless confidence below.

  The appearance is very useful if you don’t know each other. With the help of the eyesight strengthened by Nether Energy Water, Somo can see clearly.

After seeing the face under the mask, Zhong Qingshu was obviously relieved.

  If the face under the mask is a rugged beard with scars on his face, I am afraid Zhong Qingshu should now carry a bucket and run away like Maeda Kento.

  As for the stranger, he glanced at the luxurious supplies in the storage space, Su Mo smiled slightly, the confidence on his face increased by two points.

  Is it important to be unfamiliar?

  Master, I have "money" all right!

  The ruins of time will only exist for a few days, and they will collapse and disappear forever after going out.

   Therefore, Somo’s style of doing things is also different from usual, completely "idealistic", 100% "comfortable"!

   With a thought, Somo took out his hand and pointed it slightly in the air. In the next second, he directly drew out a 500ml bottle of C'estbon water, and then took out a golden and crispy baked dough cake.

  Zhong Qingshu had no food or found drinking water.

   Seeing what Sumo was holding, she was visibly stunned, and then she showed a more vigilant look than before.

   "Oh, my dear, you are on the bar with me, right?"

  Looking at the former female school tyrant, Sumo, who has been suppressed by his IQ, can no longer manage the expression on his face with this "worrisome" appearance.

   "Zhong Qingshu, I will put things here for you first, these days, I will live next to you, we will be neighbors from now on!"

  Put the flatbread and drinking water on the wooden floor next to him, Somo slowly withdrew a few steps, pushed the off-road motorcycle to the side of Zhong Qingshu's refuge, directly took out the tortoise shell core obtained directly, and chose to create it.

  It’s not the first time to create a shelter, and I am familiar with the road. This time, because I only stayed for a few days, Somo directly chose the wooden house on the ground!

  After a boom of three to five seconds, a wooden house rose from the ground.

  The location of the wooden house happened to be next to Zhong Qingshu’s wooden house, and the two formed a perfect parallel line.

"you"

  "What are you? My name is Sumo, and I will be your neighbor from now on!" He waved his hand and looked at Zhong Qingshu's dumbfounded appearance, Sumo felt happier in his heart.

  The simple wooden house naturally cannot be compared with the luxurious underground refuge.

   Even though he only slept for a few days, Somo set on a torch and went to the bushes next to him to start homework at night.

  On the empty wasteland, Somo is just as familiar with him, and he doesn't worry about the mutant beasts most people on World Channel say.

  In Zhong Qingshu's view, this extremely "arrogant and domineering" behavior brings an inexplicable sense of security.

  In her eyes, there is such a powerful and strange strange person by her side, and to a certain extent, the panic of just crossing the wasteland is really small.

  On the other side, as a veteran of survival in the wasteland, coupled with systematic special training, Sumo's carpenter has become more and more skilled.

   With a sophisticated axe, cutting shrubs is like cutting melons and vegetables. It didn’t take long to collect enough wood and plant fibers.

   "Well, if there is no charge for manufacturing, it is much more convenient than a workbench!"

  Looking at the small wooden bed, bedside table, a table for eating, and two stools that slowly appeared in front of him, Sumo nodded in satisfaction.

  As for the bedding

I took a look at the items currently on sale in the trading market. It only cost three bottles of 500ml of water. While yelling on the World Channel, Somo didn’t even have the intention of bargaining, and directly took a brand new luxurious bed. The bedding.

  "It only takes 1.5L and only three bottles of water to change to such a comfortable bedding. It's a real profit!"

  The soft bedding is extremely soft and comfortable to hold in the hand. Even if it has no special ability bonus, it can also bring great satisfaction in the middle of the night.

  At this moment, Somo Quanjeo forgets the embarrassment of crossing into the wasteland.

  "The blizzard has not yet arrived, and prices are still so low. As long as I have drinking water, it is equivalent to billions of people working for me."

  The bedding was laid, and looking at the darkness outside, Somo returned to the wooden house and continued to clean up the defensive circle.

  On the other side, Zhong Qingshu also temporarily ignored the panic reminders of everyone on the World Channel.

  No one, food, Suma gave, drinking, Suma also gave it, feeling of security, Suma still gave it!

  Except for the wasteland here, she was like going for an outing. During the most dangerous night, she didn't feel any nervousness at all.

  "Suma. Is there Suma among the people I know?"

   racked his brains, Zhong Qingshu sat on the ground cutely, holding his head and carefully recalling all the friends surnamed Su from the time he remembered to the journey.

  From Su Shi in elementary school textbooks to Asian flying man Su Bingtian

After searching carefully, Zhong Qingshu was convinced that she had never seen the two names of Somo.

  Open the World Channel and watch the World Channel. Other people are making noise for a bite of food and drinking water. Countless people are struggling on the verge of death, as if they are about to die.

  I was looking at a thick flatbread at the gate of my refuge, and a 500ml bottle of Nongfu Spring.

   Touched the back of his head, Zhong Qingshu was a little confused about what he was doing.

  However, the burning sensation from the absence of food in the stomach is real, especially under the scent of flatbread, this feeling is more serious.

  The stomach pouch is twitching.

  The thirsty throat is protesting!

   Seeing the busy figure walking between the bushes and the small wooden house, Zhong Qingshu suddenly gave up, with a puffed little face, sitting on the edge of the wooden house like angrily, unscrew the Nongfu Spring and began to flood.

   grumble

  Sweet spring water poured from the "fever" throat. At this moment, a bottle of two yuan Nongfu Spring is so wonderful.

  Well. This water is really fragrant, it must not be poisonous!

   After drinking half a bottle in one breath, Zhong Qingshu opened his eyes contentedly as he felt that his throat finally no longer wanted water.

   Then, in her sight, the handsome man named Somo stood quietly in front of her.

   "Did you finish? Do you want to drink? I have more here!"

  哐!

   Before Zhong Qingshu was shocked and shy, with a bang, three boxes of Nongfu Spring fell neatly on the ground, shaking the wooden floor constantly.

   "Drink hard, there will be more after drinking!"

   smiled and nodded, looking at Zhong Qingshu's blushing face, Su Mo continued to return to his cabin with satisfaction, and continued to work to clean up the surrounding environment.

  There is not much chance that Zhong Qingshu can be flattened. In just a few tens of minutes, Suma caught him several times, which is naturally not good.

  Similarly, after seeing Somo's exaggerated pride, Zhong Qingshu held his head for a while, then shook his head in embarrassment.

   However, in this process, her flexible little hands have never stopped.

  One piece, two pieces, the pie that was broken into pieces enters the mouth, and slides into the stomach along with the Nongfu Spring.

   Even if there is no food, Chung Ching-sook, who has been frightened for a day, eats extremely sweet.

  Half a catty of flatbread, she has been killed by two-thirds, and then slowly stopped.

   "Hey, do you want to eat? Otherwise, I'm done!"

   shook the pie in his hand, Zhong Qingshu shouted.

   "Although eat~www.novelbuddy.com~ let go of eating, I still have it here, not enough for me to make it for you!"

  Looking at the appearance of Zhong Qingshu, standing in front of his hut, Su Mo with a smile on his face, directly took out a bag of flour and put it on the ground.

  咚!

   Following the collision, the white flour sprang out from the small slits in the bag and flew freely in the air.

  Under the moon, the flour seemed to merge with the moonlight and became silent.

  Silence

  Silence is Cambridge tonight!

  Faced with the local tyrants in the wasteland, Zhong Qingshu lost, he lost thoroughly, and he was convinced!

  When others are precarious and worried about being attacked by creatures at night, looking at Somo, who is not so strong in the distance, but full of power and beauty.

  A kind of "special" "emotion" quietly breeds in her heart

   Thank you for the reward from the young leader of the serious life, and thank the leader of Ye Shanxiu for the reward. He was hit by a car and his hand was contused. For the time being, I owed Jiagong. When the injury is healed, I will make it up immediately!

    

   

  (End of this chapter)