MTL - My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!-Chapter 422 Thank you, my second "Ma Fei"!

  Chapter 425 Thank you, my second "Ma Fei"!

  Negotiation is an art, and this art has no strict rules.

  It is different from a debate game. There are no judges and audiences, and in most cases there will be no winners or losers.

   It is also okay to pay attention to the radius of the attack, or to interrupt the opponent's thoughts by being obsessed with stubbornness.

  Which method can get the most benefits, which method is the most correct method!

  Negotiating with the game, Somo used a wild asking price, sitting on the ground to pay back the money.

  After knowing that his importance in the game is already very high, Somo talked unscrupulously about the price.

   "Give me ten winds!"

   "???"

   "Ma Fei has it, don't you have it here? I have beaten the Cthulhu?!"

   "???"

  Every quotation made by him was a batch that made the opposite Adam uncomfortable. It was an explanation and a rejection.

  But fortunately, Adam is just a program.

  He does not have a real "human" emotion. All the anger, disdain, and suspicion are just a piece of code.

  As long as Somo’s reward requirements are within an appropriate range, he will immediately behave like a Sichuan opera, and quickly agree, giving people a sense of unreality.

   kept tentatively and contested, until about three hours later, when Somo’s throat was about to smoke, the last reward was finally negotiated.

  And Adam, who was sitting opposite, seemed to have a humane emotion after the negotiation.

  I saw him breathe a sigh of relief, pushed aside the stool, slowly stood up, and stretched out his palm by the way.

   "Somo, your greed really makes me unheard of, and I have never seen it. Even though I have seen so many players, you can still be in the forefront. Is this the reason why you can succeed in the wasteland so quickly?"

  Su Moha smiled, stood up, and handed his palm over: "Thank you for the praise, thank you for your generous gift, you are my second horse Fei!"

  Both sides got the benefits they wanted under each conceited.

  The friendly negotiation with Huaxia will end, and they will shake hands, and the hands of the two are also tightly held together.

   "I hope I can see you here next time. Seriously, I like you a little bit!"

   "Haha, me too, I hope I can quickly achieve the required conditions!"

  Put your hands apart.

  Looking at the surrounding room style pretentiously, Somo waved his hand, Adam waved his hand.

  Boom!

  A muffled thunder sounded, and when the familiar dizziness came again, Somo closed his eyes.

  When he could see things again, he had already returned to the captain's room on the third floor of the Tundra!

  The clock hanging on the wall, the hour hand is still turning slowly

  The time is already 8:42 in the morning!

  The review time of the Sea of ​​Consciousness was longer than imagined. Without a reference, an interrogation lasted for a whole day, which was terrifying!

  Fortunately, this reward collection is still a surprise after all!

   has a systematic cover, the game not only failed to detect the slightest problem, but also revealed some of its own old bottom.

   realized that the game's supervision of this world is so weak, to a certain extent, Somo completely relaxed!

  The data can only be used to test whether there is an abnormality, and the problem can not be judged by visual observation and 24/7 monitoring.

  This is both an advantage and a disadvantage of the program.

  A mechanism like this can ensure that he will never make mistakes and will not be deceived by things on the surface.

   But to a certain extent, it also made him lose the most intuitive review method and fell into the chaos of the logical chain.

   "Passed the review, got the trust license issued by the game, and washed away all the unreasonable parts of my body"

  "Looking at it this way, when the game entered the update, it happened to be when I was looking for Poseidon"

   "Unexpectedly, the harvest this time was so rich!"

  Won't sleep all night.

  In addition, fighting with the game in the consciousness space for a day and night. At this meeting, even if he was supported by a strong body, Somo felt a trace of sleepiness from the inside out.

   Pressed the headset and ordered the co-workers to enter the alert, Somo did not get up, closed the quilt and went into a peaceful sleep.

  At the same time, the area where the entire tundra fleet was located, at this point in the morning, gradually calmed down.

  All the survivors who had finished eating, after slightly cleaning up the clutter, they lay down on the deck and fell asleep.

  This battle is too tired!

  If it were not for the blessing of various attributes of the title of Poseidon, everyone would not be able to insist on it now.

  With the strong support of Su God, everyone sleeps comfortably and at ease with this sleep!

  What **** foreign race, what wasteland god!

  We have God Su, do you dare to try?

  In this unprecedentedly powerful atmosphere, the captains such as Lu Yongyi, Liu Neng, Zhang Long, etc., have also slept for a long time, and the snoring sound shook the sky.

  In other waters of the wasteland, the situation is basically the same as the current tundra fleet.

  There is no harm without contrast.

  Compared with the instability that is swaying crazily up and down when the tsunami is coming, the current sea surface gently undulates, just like a mother's hand, making everyone very cordial.

  Although they do not have a Su God and need to allocate a group of people to guard them, they are not much worse in terms of sleeping comfort.

   is just a false **** who defeated the five royal families.

  The wasteland ocean is surprisingly peaceful!

  In this atmosphere, I waited until four o'clock in the afternoon, when Somo slept comfortably and got up to watch the situation outside through the porthole.

  More than 90% of the survivors of the Tundra fleet are still sleeping!

  Except for some specific guards who have been floating on the ocean to work, the others are all lying in a ball, holding each other to maintain their body temperature.

   shook his head, Sumo looked emotionally and observed for a while, but did not sigh again.

  Compared with the billions of people who died, these people are lucky.

  They not only survived, they will also receive the reward that Su Shen and the game negotiated for several hours tomorrow.

  Although these rewards cannot guarantee their alive and moisturizing, as long as they go to the depths of the ocean honestly according to the current plan, their destiny will be completely changed.

  Maybe five years, ten years later, the re-establishment of human civilization in the deep sea has never been known!

   "By the way, there is also a plan to gather talents in the mission to sea. It has not been completed, and I almost forgot it!"

   "There are hundreds of thousands of people in the fleet below, and it happens that the last group of people selected will be taken away directly, and I will save time by searching the wasteland slowly!"

   Slapped his head, and thought of the many things he would do after he went to the New World, Su Mo suddenly reflected it!

   instructs most survivors to go to the depths of the ocean, which is a coup.

  But when you want to find talents, it will be really bad every day, and the ground will not work.

   At the moment, with so many people, want to select hundreds of survivors with special talents, is that still a problem?

  Thinking about this, Somo did not delay, and immediately pushed open the door of the captain’s room and walked downstairs, ready to wash.

  Half a day passed, after the ocean was flowing, the **** sea water last night returned to deep blue again.

  On the deck, at this time, it was also polished brightly by the foreign soldiers, reflecting the sun's rays.

  At the bow of the ship, silver boxes and copper boxes have been transported in advance, and more than a dozen survivors are standing in front of the boxes and counting the number.

   Seeing Somo come down, everyone immediately stopped their work and cast their eyes respectfully.

  "You are busy with you, don't worry about me!"

   waved his hand, watching these people and the villagers of Hope at the beginning, the same gaze, Sumo was also a little helpless, so he had to rush to the first floor of the deck.

   But as soon as he entered, and before he took two steps, a strong scent drifted into his nose.

  Since his body strengthened, Somo’s daily consumption has been extremely terrifying. Even after a sleep, the food he ate in the morning could not sustain the consumption.

  Smelling the scent again at this time, there was a burst of muffled thunder in his stomach.

   "Huh, Su Chan, this little girl has started cooking?"

  With curiosity, Somo walked along the fragrance, listening only to the sound of clanging spatula frying and whirring air blowing in the planned room.

On the   Hope, there is no gas stove and no induction cooker.

  Able to make delicious delicacies with clay pots and firewood every day, it is up to Somo himself to use the blessing of the sea breeze to pressurize the temperature in the pot stove.

  Others, who want to cook, can only rely on constantly flipping the dishes in the pot and increasing the firepower manually.

  As a glutton, Sumo felt a little unfamiliar with the method of stir-frying inside.

  Involved, he poked his head out.

  In front of the stove, the honest Moore was lying on the ground, blowing the air at the air inlet, while Su Chan was squatting on the side, fanning Moore's hand fan to cool down.

  Shen Ke, standing in the position of the chef, is focusing on the vegetables in the pot, picking out one or two from time to time to taste.

  Her side face is different from Zhong Qingshu's softness, but she has the fortitude of "Mulan".

  Behind her, seven or eight plates have been placed on the meal. Although the bowl is used to hold it at this time, there is still a steady flow of fragrance.

Su Mo was stunned in a daze.

  There was a fault in his memory, and he was drawn back to the northern Shaanxi compound when he was a child.

  At that time, he was just like Su Chan, standing in front of the stove, fanning at his sweating mother, and greedily licking the smell of the pot by the way.

  He will not worry about what to eat tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

  He doesn’t need to think about what responsibilities I have to take and what achievements I have to make.

  At that time, he was very relaxed and simple, without any pressure, because someone helped him resist forward!

  Just like entering the trading ruins for the first time and seeing the family as a child.

  Sumo was silly for a while, and his mind became confused.

  At this moment, he is no longer the human Su God.

  But an ordinary young man, a man with a "home"!

   "Hey, brother, you are awake, hurry up, hurry up and fan, Moore's mouth will be burnt!"

  Finally, Su Chan turned his head inadvertently and saw Su Mo standing at the door.

   When she shouted so, Moore, who was lying on the ground, and Shen Ke who were cooking, all turned their heads and looked at him with different expressions.

  Moore is embarrassed, like a kid who has stolen something, with the words "Don't look at me" all over his body.

  Shen Ke smiled sweetly: "Wow, Suma, you are awake, hurry up and wash, I will cook the dishes right away, and we will eat together!"

   "Okay, UU reading www.uukanshu.com troubles you!"

  "It’s no trouble, it’s just a cooking. Compared to you, my job is nothing. If you want to eat it, I can make it for you every day!"

   "Wow, sister Shen is confessing this?"

  Hearing Shen Ke's words, Su Chan, who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, suddenly yelled, causing the atmosphere in the kitchen to change suddenly.

  Looking at Shen Ke's rough and cracked face, with patches of blush, Su Mo smiled and nodded, then lightly waved to the sky.

  A magical wind did not know where it started, but it rushed into the stove.

  The stove fire, which was still lukewarm, suddenly swelled up, breathing up and down like a giant dragon.

   Seeing Moore cooperate with Su Chan, dancing and dancing, and exchanged a helpless look with Shen Ke, Su Mo quickly rushed to the bathroom.

   Huiling cold water gushes out from the shower head.

   extinguished the heat in Su Mo's body.

  Since hitting the wasteland, for the first time, a feeling of "Life is so **** good" came to Somo's heart!

  (End of this chapter)