[Evaluation]: Keep upgrading it, maybe you can discover more secrets!

"Upgrade? More secrets?"

After scanning the evaluation given by the system, Sumo was a little surprised.

"I will definitely upgrade. Don't worry. When I come back from the sea, I will make you the strongest in the wasteland again!"

Stroking the "stone house" that had sheltered him for nearly two months in the wasteland, and thinking about the dozens of gangsters who had fallen into disgrace here, Sumo thought and switched to the independent upgrade page.

For the renovation and installation, after paying 350 points of craftsmanship fees, the steel plates placed on the ground began to dance.

Under the constraints of the green light, the steel plate began to slowly stick to the stone wall, and merged into one in an instant, as if the two were in a symbiotic state.

Underground in the underground shelter, some steel plates turned into phantoms and penetrated the layers of walls and soil, flying to the lowest level and completely sealing it off.

As the green light was withdrawn, the underground shelter officially entered a closed state.

Before Soma takes the initiative, no second person will enter here and it will be completely submerged in the sea.

And if Somo fell at sea, when the next generation comes in, this place may become a super "treasure" that makes them cheer.

but now.

Shaking his head slightly, Sumo got into the car, loaded up one child and one child, and whistling lightly, Sumo drove the car to the Hope.

After emptying all the remaining supplies in the car and boarding the ship, he handed the car to the militiamen who stayed in front of the Hope and let them drive back. After walking up the solid wood stairs, Sumo returned to the Hope again.

At this point, all preparations have been completed.

Before the time reached 12 o'clock, there was still nearly 11 hours left for Somo to prepare.

After spending two hours, Moore and Connie laid a layer of energy-absorbing glue on all the places on the Hope that might be affected by rain, and then took out the purchased safe house, and Sumo began to patiently build it again.

stand up.

Although the progress bar of the new students is full, Sumo will not choose to resist the disaster if he can use such a "cheap and reliable" way to overcome the disaster.

At 4:50 pm, all defense work was completed.

After going down to the engine room on the lowest floor and inspecting all the cabins on one side from bottom to top, the time came to six o'clock in the evening.

Climbing all the way up the stairs, he climbed back to the captain's cabin, which was still a hard bed. After drinking a few sips of psionic water and resting for a while, Somo started busy decorating the captain's cabin again.

He took out the brand new bedding prepared by the villagers and laid it out, placed the ancestral sofa in the underground shelter on the ground, and then took out the last folding table and spread it out.

Seeing that there was already some life in the captain's cabin, just when Sumo wanted to continue cleaning up, gongs and drums started ringing loudly outside.

When he poked his head out and took a look, Sumo couldn't help but shake his head.

Yesterday, all the villagers, including the management, were "pretending" to give off a festive look.

But when they were about to leave at the end, these people couldn't help but "break their defenses"!

As two large gongs were beaten, all the villagers spontaneously lined up, stood under the Hope, and began to shout rhythmically to the sound of the gongs:

"Director, we are waiting for your return!"

"Director, the ocean is invincible!"

"Director, you are invincible in the wasteland!"

Accompanied by disgusting slogans, standing on the 20-meter-high Hope, Sumo could vaguely see that some people were secretly wiping their tears, while others were lying on their backs, trying to stop.

Hot tears rolling down my face.

Different from those star-chasing scenes in civilized times, under such a solemn momentum, Somo did not feel a trace of embarrassment, but instead had streams of warm blood spurting out from his heart.

Standing at the front, as the last meal Somo could eat in the depression, the cooks walked up the stairs with heavy steps.

"Director, this last meal is a bit crude, so please don't dislike it."

"The dumplings placed here are made by each of us personally. Director, you must take care when you go to sea!"

While talking, the cook, who was less than 30 years old and still considered a young girl, finished her words and ran down the stairs crying.

Obviously, according to the villagers' agreement, they cannot cry today.

She didn't want to break the rules.

But she didn’t want Sumo to see her cry!

I watched the cook return to the ground all the way, looking at the irregularly shaped and different-sized dumplings in the thermos, and then at the crowd of people standing below who were still shouting.

For some reason, the corners of Somo's eyes also felt a little itchy, as if there was sand in them.

Somo ran away for a whole day, but in the end he did not escape this "parting".

Looking at the crowd below, after exerting the greatest strength in his life, Somo stood by the guardrail and shouted without emotion:

"Let's go back!"

"You guys have to be good! Wait for me to come back!"

"Watch the depression for me! Don't let anyone in!"

"Use your fists to tell them: This is the territory that belongs to God Su, and this belongs to us."

"territory!!!"

At this moment, the crowd below also began to use all their strength to shout in unison:

"Director, we are waiting for your return!"

"Wadi, waiting for you to come back!"

boom!

The sound of a gong is like the beginning of heaven and earth, or like the destruction of old and the creation of new ones.

At this moment, in the records of later generations

It's this day.

It belongs to mankind, to the wasteland, and to the steps of the future.
Chapter completed!