My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

Chapter Two Hundred and Forty Six

The familiar moon in the sky, the familiar loess on the ground, in this world, the Chinese people’s first grand holiday on New Year’s Eve.

When Souma was so busy that he had forgotten the time, he approached quietly.

Dumplings, New Year's Eve, Chinese New Year?

Looking blankly at all the half-arched refugees, Su Mo slowly stepped forward as he watched the fatigue and the rich happiness on everyone's faces.

Yeah, it's New Year's Eve.

It happened to be the first day of the welfare disaster, the day everyone harvested.

Can eat and sleep well.

After washing away the embarrassment of last year, next year will be the first year of hope!

After using the system to identify and confirm that there were no problems with the contents of the bowl, he swept around the refugees who were about to be excited, and Sumo gently brought the big bowl that Chen Shen was holding.

The big bowl is burned, and there is this faint blue pattern on the side of the bowl. Such utensils can only be opened from the treasure chest, and they are expensive in the market.

The soup in the bowl is rich in color and clear.

The red oily spicy pepper is dotted in the old vinegar soup. Although there is no Youneng water to enhance the flavor, and there is no Youneng cabbage to enhance the fragrance, it is just such a bowl of ordinary food that every family will eat during the New Year in the civilized era. Eyes are sore.

Picking up the chopsticks, and watching everyone's eyes, Somo gently picked up a very strangely shaped dumpling that was out of place in all the dumplings and put it into his mouth.

"Um... it tastes good!"

The wild vegetable dumplings are filled with beef scraps, and when paired with this kind of soup, the taste is surprisingly sweet.

Especially after Sumo praised him, the others hadn't started cheering yet, Moore, who was standing in the front row, got excited, and by the way, he jumped up and didn't know where he learned belly dancing.

"The first thing the owner ate was Moore's dumplings. The owner really likes Moore's kung fu!"

While twisting the coquettish dance, dangling.

Moore's teasing suddenly destroyed the a little solemn atmosphere before, and most of the refugees followed and laughed.

"Okay, it's going to be the New Year, and it's so solemn and solemn, since it's the New Year, all the supplies tonight are consumed"

"It's all on my head!"

Looking at the happy Moore twice, Somo's heart was also slightly touched. He looked at all the refugees below and said aloud.

Wow!

Not to mention it doesn't matter, this said, the refugee group that could have resisted suddenly cheered and roared.

The guys in their forties and fifty, and the half-year-old children in the seventeenth and eighteenths, all followed Moore's dancing postures and writhed happily.

Then, the cooking ladies who had already prepared began to bring out bowls of dumplings from the kitchen, and the New Year’s Eve party...

it has started!

It is not delicious to eat by one person, there must be ten people, and only a hundred people will have the taste.

The more such a large and solemn festival, the more people there are, the more you can feel the strong "Flavour of the New Year".

Today, this special New Year's Eve.

There is no "conventional" Spring Festival Gala, and there is no need to ask for it here or scan it there to get a piece of five blessings.

There is no old iron to cut a knife for me, or the meager bounty that I need to collect all kinds of cards to get.

There is no mass texting, no "hypocritical" congratulatory texts from the superiors and subordinates, and even after leaving the village, it is completely dark.

But this is the situation, on the wasteland, on this special day, whether it is a large refuge or a small refuge.

As long as there are places where people gather, everyone really feels something called "Nian Taste" in their hearts.

New Year's Eve, it should be harvest time.

New Year's Eve, it should also be a time for carnival.

Let go of all the fatigue, have a good meal, sleep well, wait until tomorrow, and continue to accept a hard but fulfilling life.

"Let us be the companions of the mortal world! Live smart and unrestrained!"

"Strate a horse to share the prosperity of the world"

"Sing to the joy of wine when singing"

"Grasp the Youth Vigorously"

"..."

I don’t know where the refugees brought out a rechargeable stereo. In the stereo, with the lively bgm sounding, the flavor of the year became more intense.

The carnival is also more fun, a tape with only eight songs played back and forth.

Songs, cheers, and lively noises spread crazily in every corner of this wasteland.

As the initiator of all this, Sumo.

But it was on this lively night, sitting on the highest roof of the Candlelight Refuge, letting go of my mind after a long absence.

I brought a bottle of the candle to the refuge, I don't know when I got the sake, and I took a sip from time to time to eat a fried snack.

Somo knows that only if he is not there can these people be unscrupulously happy, unscrupulously arrogant, to enjoy the present and enjoy this hard-won gain.

"Sister, sister, I don't know how your life is going on there!"

Lying on the roof, looking at the night sky of the wasteland, stroking the Oreo lying docilely beside him, like a big hairy ball.

At this moment, no one is lonely than Somo, and no one is more fulfilling than Somo!

What people fear most is that the road ahead is blurred. Living in this world, they don’t know what they are going to do tomorrow.

What is my pursuit, or what I want to protect!

Somo is very fortunate, because in this wasteland, he has found the way to stick to it next, and has made clear how to go on and how to get there successfully!

"All I want is peace, but peace!"

"Since this little request cannot be satisfied by this world, let me Sumo, use my own strength to defend everything I want!"

If alcohol is not intoxicating, everyone is drunk, and the degree of sake is not high. With a slight dizziness, Somo has an unprecedented fighting spirit against the bumpy road ahead.

Ten thousand miles, so what!

This way, I'm Somo, I'm going to make it!

Where the sky is round and the world is shrouded in mist, so why not be afraid!

This day, sooner or later I will be pierced!

After a few more thoughts about the future that already had a framework in his mind, Sumo jumped up from the roof as he watched the crowd still lively below.

Without disturbing anyone, carrying Moore, who was already full and sleeping, started the return journey from one child to another!

New Year, it must be to go home!

For these people, the candlelight refuge is their home, but for Somo himself, the underground refuge...

It's the real home!

Opening the car window, a slight cool breeze poured in along the window. The short-term increase in oxygen brought by plant growth made the air not only moist, but also comfortable.

He took a heavy sip and looked at the wasteland that had changed a lot. The closer he got to the underground refuge, the more excited Suma was.

finally...

The deep sea refuge is near!

Looking at the place where the first pot of gold had been excavated, Somo stopped the car and poured all the unfinished sake into the deep sea refuge.

"Old brother Ma, it's the Chinese New Year, you can sleep well here, earth... sooner or later we will go back one day!"

The grass moved slightly, and it seemed that Ma Gu was responding in general.

After bowing heavily again, he put away the bottle of sake and glanced at the deep-sea refuge now covered by weeds. Somo got into the car and stepped on the accelerator.

The distance between the two places was not far, and under the roaring power of the ground tiger, within two or three minutes, they had already rushed to the underground refuge.

Just a welfare disaster, the entire depression has changed a lot.

In the Gobi where no grass grows, many colorful plants have grown up at this time.

The hills that wrap the underground refuge are even more verdant.

Not seen in a day, eight of the ten Youneng fruit tree seedlings left behind have fully grown.

Moreover, this rising trend is far more terrifying than the woods in the Talisman World!

Each source energy sapling that has absorbed the nether energy water is half a meter thick at the thinnest, and eight or nine meters high at the shortest.

Located in front of the underground refuge, all the branches swayed gently under the cool night breeze, exuding a natural fragrance of plants.

After checking that there was no dangerous change in the vicinity, he turned the gate open and parked the car.

Seeing big and small sparks squeaking out to greet him, a long-lost feeling of "going home" came from the bottom of Somo's heart.

"Well, well, this is my Sumo's home. Good girl, I'll be anxious, and I'll cook for you!"

Today's large and small sparks, the large sparks have spread their wings about one meter wide, and the small sparks are about 70 centimeters wide.

Two human-like "behemoths" rushed forward to act like a baby. They waited until Su Mo was comforted, then stopped obediently, and followed Su Mo like a stalker.

Moore, who slept all the way in the car, rubbed his sleepy eyes at this time, opened the co-driver, rolled out of the car, and continued to sleep soundly on the ground.

In this way, Oreo was utterly happy to see.

Taking out three bags of freshly beaten flour from the ground tiger cart, and rushing to the evening, holding the remaining supplies in the base, Suma once again made a hearty supper.

After eating supper, closing the door, and checking all the facilities, Somo returned to the small bed.

The first and second young people have been tired and choking for the last two days. At this time, I was full, and I had nothing to do the next day. In this sleep, I went up to Somo, down to Oreo, and Moore. .

In other places, he was happily celebrating, but in the small underground refuge, Suma felt the relaxation and comfort he had been missing for a long time.

I slept until early eight o'clock, and when the exhaustion of my body was all gone, I was greeted by the early morning sunlight and fresh air.

Sumo slowly opened his eyes on the small bed on the third floor of the underground refuge.

"This is a big Chinese New Year, the system is also out to join in the fun!"

At this point, if he was tired from yesterday, Somo could still sleep.

But at this time, the sound of the system's sound in his mind made Suma have to wake up earlier.

In the past few days, the system only received a fixed amount of money every day, plus occasional small incidents of dozens of points. Compared with today, the cost of accumulating would be several thousand points higher. Such accumulation speed is not enough.

On the first day of New Year's Eve, which is the first day of the new year, the system has been changed for a long time.

Immediately after the daily report time ~www.readwn.com~, there was a rapid explosion of firecrackers, as if celebrating.

Sit up, move his stiff neck slightly, and drank a large sip of the nether energy water placed on the head of the bed. With Somo's thoughts, the familiar system interface jumped out.

By the way, a settlement list that was completely different from the usual simple settlement list also hurriedly popped out.

"Yeah, it used to be a high-quality light blue. Today, I still know how to go to the countryside, and it is arranged in such a festive red!"

"This system also looks like a man-made by China, it's all about the New Year, haha!"

The big red interface looks very eye-catching, smiling, Somo pulls the panel directly to the bottom, habitually first to see how much accumulated harvest today is.

But just looking at it like this, even Sumo, who can keep his inner peace on weekdays, still can't hold back ecstasy.

"There is actually another chance to draw a lottery!"

"For those who celebrate the New Year, the system will actually give out benefits. This is too ridiculous, it's so cool!"