Global Wasteland: Unlimited Upgrades for Vaults

This energy is the land fertility in a broad sense!

Generally, in barren land, the potatoes grown are small and the yield is low. Without suitable fertilizers, the yield will continue to be greatly reduced.

And the lessons of history have been clearly told: once a large number of potatoes are planted, once you get sick, you have to finish the game.

"Cook it, cook all the potatoes, everyone is talking after a full meal!"

There are still about one and a half bags of potatoes on the ground, and they are distributed to everyone, and they can basically get about two.

Although some potatoes had sprouts that might produce solanine, in this environment, after hearing Sumo's words, there was no trace of concern on everyone's face.

Shocking cheers rose from the center of the camp, and everyone didn't act immediately. Instead, the grateful group bent down and bowed before starting to perform their duties.

Those who were looking for pots looked for pots, those who made fires lit fires, and a group of people went to places where no one was around, and came back with handfuls of slightly clean snowflakes.

Every refugee who passed by Sumo had a face full of the joy of surviving after the catastrophe, and the joy of having a big meal soon.

Two potatoes for one person...

"So this is the simple happiness of ordinary people in the last days?"

Looking at these people, Su Mo suddenly understood why, from ancient times to the present, even several catastrophes on earth have failed to exterminate human beings.

"Maybe, I'm a decisive person, but I... definitely not a cold-blooded person, at least not now!"

Su Mo just stood quietly in the middle of the camp.

Seeing the busy people around him, in an instant, Su Mo even had the idea of ​​pulling all these people back to live in the base and forming a small camp.

People are always lonely.

Even with the company of Oreos and sparks, half a month later, after returning to collective life, a sense of community that had disappeared came back again.

This feeling is indescribable.

Even looking at the smiling faces on the faces of the same kind, Su Mo couldn't help but want to smile.

"However...my current camp does not solve the food problem at all, and I don't have enough trustworthy people to manage these people. Once they rebel, I have no way to counter!"

Silently flipping through his own rules of the last days, Su Mo's heart that had just warmed up gradually returned to calm.

Anger makes people lose their minds.

Excited, too!

Except for family members, no stranger can step within three kilometers of the shelter until they have a clear understanding of the other party's character and work style.

Otherwise, it can only be the enemy!

Standing in the corner, Sumo, who was in a state of contemplation, was like a sculpture, and the four people who said "no one should enter" were engraved on his face.

Of course, no one would come to bother her at such a time.

The pregnant woman in the ground nest was also helped out by everyone at this time, and the baby in her arms seemed to feel the cold outside, screaming loudly.

All the men spontaneously formed a circle, protected the pregnant woman in the middle, and came to the center of the camp.

The scent of salt volatilized in the water, the round potatoes, and the vigorous firewood below all made the pregnant woman very curious.

On the pitch-black face, a pair of eyes full of dead silence also recovered a sliver of spirit at this time.

Immediately, she saw Su Mo standing in the corner again, with a trace of expectation on her face.

The firewood was still burning, the water had begun to churn, and the potatoes heaved up and down like a rickety boat in the water.

All the refugees stared at the white gas coming out of the pot and the flames below as if they were possessed.

After looking at the baby, and at the refugees who were eager for survival, Sumo walked slowly to the pot that hadn't boiled yet.

With a move by the void, the remaining 200ml of phantom energy water appeared in Sumo's hands. He lifted the lid of the pot and watched the phantom energy water slowly enter the ground pot.

A scent different from potatoes radiated out, which surprised all the refugees!

No one can refuse the taste of phantom energy water!

As long as it is the first time to smell it, almost everyone can feel the desire for this smell in their genes!

Seeing Su Mo standing in the middle and putting down the lid of the pot, these people had mixed emotions on their faces.

They are used to the ugliness of human nature, but if there is a person who is a little more normal, in their eyes, he is no less than an angel.

"It's right to give them a reward for helping me collect saltpeter!" Su Mo said silently in his heart, and at the same time walked out of the camp, he said loudly:

"I'll come back later, these potato pregnant women and their children will be divided into four, if anyone dares to snatch it, you will be responsible for the consequences!"

I am used to eating the food I made in the refuge, this kind of potato can't provoke any change in Sumo's taste and emotion at all.

Everyone watched in awe as Su Mo followed the way he had come, and then fled away from the gate. Xiao Se's back gradually disappeared from sight.

"He is a good man!"

I don't know who said that, but the others nodded and agreed!

But then, as the aroma in the pot became more and more intense, everyone turned their eyes back and stared at the pot feverishly.

...

"Oreo, do you think I should take care of these people? Obviously I have the ability to do something..."

Walking on the snow, Oreo ran over affectionately and rubbed Somo's trousers with his dog's head.

Hearing Su Mo's words, Oreo raised his head, his eyes full of curiosity and puzzlement.

Wang!

Woo!

Immediately, it couldn't figure it out, and showed a humane smile again, puffing out its chest.

"You mean I'm amazing?" Seeing Oreo's nodding repeatedly, Su Mo laughed, then shook his head again.

"You're wrong, I'm not good, if I was good, I would have brought everyone back to Earth!"

Stopping his pace, Su Mo turned his head and looked at the camp that still had waves of fire behind him.

This flame, in a single thought, can become a flame that symbolizes hope, and it can also become a hellfire that devours everyone.

After a pause, Su Mo's eyes gradually became firm.