Chapter 61 My Friend, You Don’t Have to Be Alone!

After writing on the 433rd day of the end calendar, Ma Gu's handwriting stopped abruptly. Google search reading

The shallow little diary seemed to be very important to him.

After dozens of pages were used to record the use, he used various kinds of paper to cover the back with tape.

It can be seen from the quality of the paper that Magu's living standard should be at its peak between the 200th and 340th day of the end calendar.

Starting from the 344 days after the disaster, the development curve of Magu's shelter began to gradually deteriorate, falling in a straight line.

Among the 19 clearly recorded disasters, Somo did not find "nervous acid rain" or "blizzard".

Some are just disasters that are simply quantified with numbers.

"72 hours of super snowfall"

"72 Hours of Great Flood"

"Temperature (30 degrees), 72 hours"

"Alien beasts riot, 72 hours"

"Temperature (minus 30 degrees), 72 hours"

"Meteorite impact, 30"

…

"Plant diseases, 48 ​​hours"

…

"Temperature (60 degrees), 24 hours"

I don’t know if it’s a problem with Magu’s records, or if the two games are not the same version.

There are no novice protection disasters in the record, and no clearly described disasters.

Only from the simple words can we see the vivid human lives behind them.

Magu speculated in his diary more than once about the reasons why humans came to accept the baptism of disaster.

But every time he guessed, he would overturn his previous guess.

From the initial alien war, to the pranks of high-dimensional civilization, from the brain in a vat to the fantasy of cultivating immortals, Ma Gu's only imagination has been used to the extreme.

However, the truth is cruel. In the end, he failed to survive and became the person who knew the secret.

"Magu's decline started when he planted improved crops on a large scale without good means to prevent plant diseases. This was the biggest mistake he made, and it also made his previous savings a joke, and he had no choice but to sell them off. Use the previous heritage to replace survival materials.”

"From the remains of mass graves, I successfully used my own methods to get through to the end. After getting the blueprint for manufacturing a thermal weapon workbench, I kept a low profile and only started to be high-profile after making the workbench."

"I started my career by reselling small thermal weapons. I am considered a great figure. It's a pity that I couldn't keep the family business. Oh, what a pity."

Sumo looked at the many unwilling words in Magu's diary with a little regret.

As one of the last 1% of people who can survive, Ma Gu is also a person who has had adventures, but it can only be said that he may not have been lucky enough to survive to the end.

With an oil well and a high-end shelter with two floors, Magu, as a little person, is quite legendary!

But at the moment, Sumo is not sighing and feeling discouraged about the future.

It took Magu more than 400 days to build the shelter into what it is today, but Sumo only spent a week to almost start from the same starting point as him.

"And I still have a system! By the time it reaches four hundred days, the strength of my shelter may be at least a hundred times greater than his!"

"Maybe I can even upgrade to a psionic shelter in the end!"

After putting Magu's notebook away in the storage space, Sumo felt that the gloom in his heart was gone, and he was not afraid of the future.

Only the weak will be afraid when they see the road ahead, and they will stop and seek death.

And the strong will only move forward bravely!

After groping for the gate in front of the cave and pulling it twice to confirm that it was damaged, Soma woke up the system and checked the attributes.

[Level One Alloy Shelter Basement Door (Normal) (Fault)]

Description: The basement door is made of a mixture of various alloys. The hinge is currently difficult to pull due to lack of maintenance for a long time.

Upgrade direction: repair (20), demolition (450), upgrade material (1100), change electric (750)

"It seems that the hinge is stuck because of lack of maintenance, but it only costs 20 points, which I can definitely afford!"

With such a small cost, Sumo chose to repair it without hesitation.

31 survival points were deducted by 20 again, and green light scattered out.

Only two heavy clicks were heard.

This time Somo tried to pull the hinge plate next to the basement again, and sure enough, the first-floor door of the basement began to slowly rise.

With every mechanical rotation of the hinge plate, the basement door can rise about 10cm.

After turning and turning until it was almost two-thirds of the way up, Sumo used his hand to pull the hinge plate down until it got stuck in the middle of the buckle.

After waiting for two or three minutes to make sure that the alloy door would not suddenly fall down, Sumo returned to the car with confidence.

“Finally we’re going to drive this thing out.”

"I'm afraid no one in the world would have thought that in just one week, I, Somo, would have a weapon to travel around the world."

Sitting in the Bengteng car, I looked at the open basement door in front of me.

A feeling of eagerness to show off flooded into Somo's heart, and he couldn't help but feel unhappy about it.

I got a car in such a short time, but I had no one to talk to.

Wealth and honor do not return to their hometown, just like walking in fine clothes at night.

After opening the dead man's private message, Sumo sent dozens of "I have a car!!!" before turning off the panel and putting on his seat belt with satisfaction.

Press the ignition button again, and two puffs of black smoke roar out of the exhaust pipe.

Boom, boom, boom!

The sound of the engine cylinder working vigorously, without sound insulation, was transmitted to Su Mo's eardrums completely, causing a resonance.

The gear lever of the desert racing car is located in the middle, with only two gears.

Forward, backward.

Step on the brake, hold the chicken leg-shaped gear lever, push hard, and with a grunt, the gear is successfully engaged!

Gradually, Su Mo's left foot that was stepping on the brake slowly recovered the force.

The disappearance of the brake caused the car body to tremble slowly until the brake was lost and it began to move forward.

At this time, Su Mo could no longer bear this slow speed, and his right foot stepped directly on the accelerator, and a low roar came from the engine.

The next moment!

Like an arrow from a bow, it swooshed from the spot and rushed forward violently.

In just one second, a khaki shadow flashed through the basement.

The low roar of horsepower continued to echo between heaven and earth!

20

40

60

On the bad road in the wasteland, Su Mo accelerated to a terrifying 60 mph in one breath.

Without the obstruction of the windshield, the rumbling sound of the wind scraped on the mask of the raincoat like a knife, whistling.

Standing on the high ground, Oreo saw a yellow shadow flash by at this time, and couldn't help his excitement, and made a whining sound like a wolf howling.

Under the moonlight, Su Mo drove more and more vigorously.

The violent push back brought by the powerful horsepower of the bend, and the whistling sound of the strong wind breaking, can't help but make people's adrenaline soar wildly.

However, reason still told Su Mo

Diesel!

It's not much!

After four or five minutes, after a long circle, Su Mo drove the bend car back to the door of the basement.

Oreo walked back and forth anxiously at the door of the basement. Seeing Su Mo coming back, he was suddenly surprised and pounced directly, biting the roll cage of the car tightly.

As if questioning, it was you, the bad guy who took my master away!

Su Mo laughed, got out of the car and touched Oreo's dog head, and stopped only after the little guy calmed down.

"There is no parking space in my shelter now. When the disaster comes, I still have to park in Shelter No. 2, but the manufacturing platform in Shelter No. 2 can be taken back before the disaster!"

He walked back to the shelter, lowered the winch in the basement, and closed the basement door.

Su Mo returned to the first floor again.

Taking out the wooden box that had been made in the basement, Su Mo picked up Ma Gu's skull with great care, and put the large bones that could be collected on the ground into it.

"Brother Ma Gu, thank you for your car. I, Su Mo, can't do much. Collect your bones. If I can return to Earth alive, I will definitely bring your diary!"

After bowing three times to the wooden box to express my gratitude, Su Mo put it into the storage space and climbed up along the climbing rope.

Finding the highest point of the hill, he took out a shovel and quickly dug a big hole. Su Mo put the ossuary containing Magu in it and began to bury it.

Under the moonlight, as spoonfuls of soil gradually covered the ossuary, Su Mo sighed and murmured:

"Friends, you don't have to be lonely! Right at this highest point! Look up at the starry sky and look down at the land!"

"Sooner or later, humans will take control of this wasteland!"

"Sooner or later, the fate of mankind will be back in their own hands!"

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