Global Wasteland: Unlimited Upgrades for Vaults

"Are you sure you want to be here?"

"Will you reject me? God Su~~~"

With a sweet smile, Zhong Qingshu asked with a whiny voice, blinking her eyes.

"Okay, I admit it, I enjoyed the night"

Somo put aside his prudish side and revealed his true colors as a man.

Not to mention being in the ruins, even in the real world, when encountering such a thing, if you are not impulsive, how can you still be called a man?

Zhong Qingshu, who received an affirmative answer, immediately dropped all her usual reserve, and attacked again in this dark night.

...

Looking at Zhong Qingshu, who was charming and charming in her arms, with a trace of blush on her face, Su Mo paused and nodded slightly.

At this moment, looking at the woman in front of him, a heavy sense of responsibility surged along with happiness.

"This is my woman, the one I want to protect!"

"Relics of time...wait for me...I will definitely come back!"

Chapter 219 Clear the level without injury, leave!

The sun and the moon are reversed, and the sun is rising.

When the light scattered on the earth again, the transformed Hope Plain ushered in the first baptism of sunlight.

Sitting in front of the bed, holding Zhong Qingshu lying in his arms like a kitten, Su Mo was completely satisfied.

"Are you awake? I'll go and cook something delicious for you!"

Watching Zhong Qingshu slowly open his eyes, Su Mo patted his head lovingly, which made the jade man feel ashamed.

In just two days, the two completed a "major event in life" with leaps and bounds.

In addition, both of them are beginners with no experience...

emmm...

After dawn, on the contrary, I feel embarrassed.

"Um..."

Zhong Qingshu's voice was like a lark's crisp song, thin and slight, not as self-reliant and independent as in the real world.

In the ruins of time, by Su Mo's side, under such an environment, Zhong Qingshu no longer needed to forcibly "arm" herself.

Weapons, materials, environment, at least three disasters, can't shake the indestructible Hope Plain.

After getting dressed, he took a nostalgic glance at the little bed full of stories behind him, pushed open the door, and Su Mo walked out.

Fresh!

carefree!

Comfortable!

This is Sumo's intuitive feeling after breathing the air from the reformed Hope Plain.

A large number of trees were transplanted to ensure sufficient oxygen on the plain, and the air flow was soothing.

The four rivers meandering through the earth ensure that the air is moist and not too dry.

Without the pollution from industrialized machines, taking a breath of air is like doing a lung massage, and all the depression is swept away.

After thirty or fifty push-ups and pull-ups, after warming up, the fence door was pushed open, and the land outside was endless.

Riding the off-road motorcycle at the door, running on this empty wasteland without being disturbed by others, can only be described as cool.

Walking into the warehouse where special materials were stored, Sumo began to check the harvest.

Because it was a series of sweeps, many things were swept away by Sumo before they had time to look at them, and they didn't care about how many liters of water resources needed to be exchanged.

Looking closely at this moment, Sumo was surprised by the abundance of supplies.

Three or four generators, small and medium-sized, induction cooker, oven, rice cooker and other cookers, boxes of light bulbs, bundles of wires, and even range hoods and hair dryers, Sumo saw several .

That's it, it's just two or three hundred excellent items piled up on the periphery.

Walking in, there are countless household electrical appliances like this. With a little arming, the shelter can immediately restore the power of the civilized era.

"Good guy, if things go on like this, the Hope Sanctuary will develop faster than the Underground Sanctuary!"

In the underground shelter, although there are two kinds of blessing powers, in terms of the level of electricity, it is completely inferior to the hope shelter, which uses more than 2000 various items.

Not long after, after taking back a whole set of guys and food from the material warehouse, Sumo began to study how to make breakfast.

Connect the engine, connect the power cord, and turn the switch back on.

It took less than half an hour, when the strong smell of bread came out from the oven, finally there was a sound of footsteps in the quiet cabin.

Following the smell, Zhong Qingshu ran out with bare feet, stepped on the dirt with her delicate and smooth feet like jade, and jumped to the front of the bread machine three or two times.

"It's so delicious, do we even have an oven?"

The roar of the generator, the whine of the oven, the hula of the induction cooker, there is a lot of noise.

But on the wasteland that has lost all the cornerstones of civilization, it is the happiest voice.

Seeing Zhong Qingshu's anxious look, Su Mo pampered his head, then took out a whole set of tools and started making.

In the middle of two large slices of toasted crispy bread, Chinese-style lettuce and cucumber are added, and the fried meatloaf is squeezed into the sauce with phantom energy water.

After a little mixing, the smell can make people faint.

Last night's exercise consumed too much physical strength for the two of them. They ate while doing it. After the two of them ate enough for four people, they sat down satisfactorily and enjoyed the pleasant digestion in the afternoon.

Without survival anxiety and task anxiety, such a leisurely afternoon is a rare time.

After being tense for a month, Su Mo, who was sitting next to Zhong Qingshu, who had been on a string, couldn't help but relax.

"How did you know I was leaving!"

Turning his head, looking at Zhong Qingshu's pure glasses, Su Mo asked curiously.

Last time, the evidence was directly thrown at Maeda Taketo's face. Because of the inexplicable power, Maeda Taketo not only did not think that his own world was fake, but that the world where Sumo lived was fake.