It’s like celebrating the New Year, but not really.

Even after descending the mountain, Sumo's super hearing could distinguish some of the villagers' excited roars.

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

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

By noon, after the last psionic water is drawn, the underground shelter will be neatly wrapped with steel plates with a hardness of 8 and enter a fully enclosed state.

By then, even if Sumo wants to enter, it will take a lot of effort, let alone enemies with ulterior motives.

And once it is closed, it will also enter the final countdown to going to sea.

After this calculation, the time left for Sumo to stay on this land is only the last 12 hours!

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

At present, except for the two rotary tillers in the garage, the Dihu, King Kong, and harvesters 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 Iron Rock Mountain and guarded by the villagers, so Somo has no worries.

After closing the iron door, he put several fallen tools on the ground back on the shelf, pushed open the heavy stone door, and walked down the zigzag passage Soma.

On the second floor, the lights are still bright.

The large 300KW engine was still outputting its own power steadily, and coupled with the slight noise from the 24-hour operation of the oil well, all this not only did not annoy Sumo, but made it feel friendly in a different way.

One and four children are still sitting in the breeding room, studying hard around the large culture medium that currently has nothing to grow.

Seeing Somo coming in, everyone just raised their heads, said hello, and then immersed themselves in books again.

He was about to go to sea, without human wisdom, and with a clear understanding of his responsibilities, even Moore, who was out of touch, could sit down and read a book seriously, which is enough to show the great pressure.

Without choosing to disturb him, after nodding lightly, Sumo went down the steps to the second floor and reached his own living level.

"It's okay if Zhong Qingshu didn't mention it yesterday, but if I mention it, I feel like my place is really a bit shabby."

"It's like I just bought a rough house and couldn't wait to move in. I don't have anything and I'm still poor and happy every day."

Touching every part of the partitions that he witnessed with his own eyes, Somo laughed and complained at the same time.

It was the last night, and there was nothing urgent to do, so Somo took a chair and started to put away the groceries seriously.

The hundreds of high-quality daily necessities purchased previously must be brought on board.

All ammunition, explosive packets, and artillery shells are also not left behind.

The workbench that can be taken away must be moved. As for the 300 disaster points needed to move the small laser machine tool, Sumo also waved his hand and chose to spend it.

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

As for the subsequent upgrade of small and medium-sized machine tools, after so many days of collection, the materials are already sufficient. We only need to wait until the level of the shelter is high enough, and it can be realized immediately.

As for the remaining large objects, the furnace requires material and energy output, and the disaster points required for movement are too high, so they can only be abandoned.

The oil well must be closed after it is gone. Just like the nether energy well, it will stay here waiting for its "owner" to return.

He kept working until midnight. After packing all the sundries in sacks and placing them in the living room. After checking again and finding nothing missing, Somo clapped his hands with satisfaction and went to the stove to start boiling water.

With the help of the lion's wind, the water was boiled very quickly. Seeing the steam steaming in the bathtub, Somo slowly stepped into it.

"It's so cool!"

For modern people, it is difficult to imagine what it would be like not to take a shower for more than ten or twenty days.

But for a little lord who is busy in the wasteland, every bath is like a new life, relaxing from head to toe and even the soul.

From the storage space, he pulled out a repeater that had long been obsolete in the civilized era.

After taking out a tape of Jay Chou.

After the two were combined, as Sumo pressed the play button, the reading tape in the repeater began to rotate, and Zhou's melody began to resound throughout the three floors of the underground shelter.

Listening to music and taking a bath, at one o'clock, after changing into fresh and clean pajamas, Somo floated briskly to his little bed.

Today, even this wooden bed built on the first day in the wasteland is gradually unable to withstand Somo's increasingly strong body.

Several wooden branches will make a creaking sound when Somo turns over.

But sleeping on it and listening to the familiar creaking sound, Somo's mood quickly calmed down and he entered a state of sleep.

call.

call.

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

Despite the outside world, almost 99% of people are working overtime, trying to make ends meet on the last night when disaster strikes.

But the 146 people lying in the underground shelter and on the Iron Stone Mountain all slept peacefully and soundly.

A night of silence.

At half past seven, the punctual biological clock hit another advance before the alarm clock went off, waking Somo from sleep.

Different from usual, this time for the first time, Somo did not get up directly, but turned over and continued to sleep soundly.

Eight O'clock.

Nine o'clock.

nine thirty!

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

Of course, being able to achieve "the freedom of staying in bed" in the wasteland is a very luxurious thing.

Waiting until ten o'clock, after feeling that his whole mental state had completely changed, Somo slowly got up and drank the psionic water on the bedside.

Most of the breakfast brought by the cooks has been eaten by the senior and four young children, and the rest is still warm in the thermos bucket.

A bowl of Qishan Sauce Noodles, which is very famous in the Guanzhong area of ​​Shaanxi Province, is placed in a bucket.

The noodles are slender, even in thickness, fragrant and fragrant, with red oil floating on the noodles, the soup is sour and spicy, and the noodles are tough and refreshing.

This is a kind of noodle that will not fade even if it has been stored for a long time, and it plays a very important role in Guanzhong.

Whether it is at important occasions such as weddings and funerals, new years and festivals, children's full moon, old people's birthdays, farewells to relatives and friends, etc., it has its sound and shadow.

Just two garlics cultivated by the villagers at the foot of the mountain these days, pickled sugar garlic.

One bite of noodles, one bite of garlic, and another bite of cucumber.

After this meal, Sumo was 90% full, but he still felt like he was still unsatisfied.

"Phew, the food is so good here in the shelter. I am out at sea alone and have to cook for myself again!"

Regretfully, Somo put the remaining dishes and chopsticks into the food bowl, and started the final move of the supplies that had been packed but not yet loaded into the truck.

Opening the door, Dihu has been sent back to the door.

In the distance, many villagers can be seen walking in the depressions on their day off, looking at the primitive scenery of the wasteland.

However, everyone abides by a rule, which is to stay five hundred meters away from the underground shelter to give Somo enough privacy.

It took two trips to load the supplies, and all the packed sundries were brought on board.

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

On the fourth and fifth trips, some unused basic materials piled next to the underground shelter were taken aboard by Somo and thrown into the damage control warehouse.

And when this move was completed, the time came to twelve noon, exactly as planned.

Since before going to bed last night, the furnace has stopped producing cannonballs, and has been replaced by steel plates with a thickness of 200mm.

Now, enough steel plates have been produced in the garage, just waiting for Somo to finally start packaging.

"Have you brought everything with you? Are you sure nothing is missing?"

Seeing the big and small boys shaking their heads, Sumo didn't shy away from it. He didn't push away the villagers wandering nearby or Connie next to him, but directly called the system.

To this day, Sumo has discovered that the system's green light is invisible to others.

All attribute panels and upgrade panels that can be reflected in front of one's own eyes are completely invisible to others.

And with the game panel as a perfect guise, others can also understand the upgrading of the steel plate wrapping of the shelter as the power of the game.

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

【Underground Shelter——Soma】

[Description]: This is a stone shelter made of thick stone. Under natural disasters, such a shelter can provide you with a stable place to go. Please upgrade it, and it will become your safe haven.

The key to establishing a foothold in the wasteland!

[Upgrade direction one]: Iron shelter:

[Upgrade direction two]: Reinforced concrete shelter:

[Upgrade direction three]: Structured shelter:

【Upgrade direction.】:

[Upgrade Direction 12]: Nether Energy Refuge:
To be continued...