My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

Chapter 213 Hello, do you still remember me?

"It's a pity that Oreo is not here, otherwise he would be barking with joy!"

Feeling the wind blowing past you and flowing quickly behind you, riding an off-road motorcycle on the wasteland road, Somo is extremely comfortable.

It's rare to have such an opportunity to relax your whole body.

The relics of time sounded like they were full of dangers, and Somo thought the same before coming in.

But at this time, Zhong Qingshu would never have imagined that after coming to the ruins of time, this feeling of freedom would be much more comfortable than a major health care worth thousands of dollars!

Driving all the way, identifying the direction along the way, Somo found the way to the saltpeter camp without much effort.

On the more than ten kilometers of road, Sumo saw three shelters that had been established on the road alone.

Compared with the mess after the previous attack by Huang Biao and his group, this time, when Somo drove past them at high speed, these people were shocked!

"Hey, buddy, did you travel across time with a motorcycle? You're so awesome!"

Seeing someone shouting in the distance, Sumo turned the front of the car and drove over slowly.

This man had been killed by Huang Biao and his group before Soma came into contact with him in the main world. When he was looking for him behind the shelter, he was also destroyed and nothing was left behind. He was a poor man.

With emotion for his deceased neighbor near the shelter, Somo walked to his side and dropped a piece of cake and a bottle of water.

"Take it and eat it. Remember, live well!"

Carrying a rifle and wearing dark combat uniforms and armor, Soma's image was an unimaginable shock to ordinary civilians.

Until Sumo turned the handlebar again and walked away, standing in front of the wooden house, the man was still stunned.

I don’t seem to understand why Somo has such “exaggerated” equipment as everyone traveled through time naked!

"The location of Huang Biao and his group is probably in this direction."

Trying hard to recall the direction on Huang Biao's map, Sumo adjusted and observed according to the signs on the ground.

After not wandering for long, I found Huang Biao walking cautiously in the wasteland.

Huang Biao did not choose to put down his sanctuary core in the main world, and naturally he did not have it in the ruins of time.

"Hello, Brother Biao, do you still remember me?"

Huang Biao was overjoyed at first when he saw Su Mo riding a motorcycle from a distance, and then he quickly got down when he saw the rifle.

In his heart, although Sumo showed no hostility, there was an inexplicable sense of threat that made him feel uneasy.

"Who are you!"

"I'm Sumo, brother Biao, don't you recognize me?" Looking at Huang Biao's disgusted look, Sumo stopped the motorcycle, took off his mask, and a hint of joy appeared on his face.

"???"

He tried hard to search the memory in his mind, and when he found that he couldn't remember who Somo was, the black muzzle of a gun was already pressed against his head.

"Brother Biao, you were the one who attacked me in my last life. In this life, it's fair for us to switch!"

With a smile and looking at Huang Biao's frightened expression, Sumo hit Huang Biao on the head with the muzzle of his gun, knocking him to the ground. Then he opened the safety without hesitation and pulled the trigger.

boom!

With terrifying kinetic energy, the bullet from the M-1 automatic rifle passed through Huang Biao's head, causing foot-high blood flowers to bloom poignantly in the mid-air of the wasteland.

Until his death, Huang Biao didn't know what he had done wrong. Perhaps in his mind, the two of them were enemies in his previous life.

"This kind of person, no, this kind of beast, should not live even in the relics of time."

Smelling the smell of blood that had spread in the air, Sumo's face flashed with murderous intent, and he put on his mask again and set out on the road.

Since Huang Biao is nearby, the other accomplices must not be far away.

This time, without much effort, after a fan search along the three kilometers surrounding, all five people who attacked the shelter were named by Sumo one by one, and they were the first to lie down on the wasteland.

After confirming that nothing was left behind, looking at the fallen man with glasses behind him, Somo pulled down his mask and faced the distance again.

This time's destination

Directions to the kobold camp!

Maeda Kento's spawn point is near the kobold camp.

However, the current kobolds have not yet obtained gunpowder, and Maeda Kento has not taken this line, nor has a battle broke out between the kobolds and the ratmen.

With Maeda Kento's own diary, it was even easier this time than looking for Huang Biao.

From a distance, Somo saw Taketo Maeda running carefully in the wilderness.

"Hey, Kento, Kento, here it is, don't run away, my brother is here to help you!"

Standing on the hillside, looking at Maeda Taketo in the distance, Soma cheered with enthusiasm.

Maeda Kento, who was still running below, was startled. He was stunned for a moment when he saw Soma standing on the hillside cheering happily.

"Huh??? You know me?"

"We know each other, I am Sumo. We are old friends. You have also given me many good things. What's wrong, bitch brother, have you forgotten?"

Walking down the hillside with a smile, he looked at the confused Maeda Taketo. With a thought in his mind, Somo put away the M-1 rifle.

This style of painting really shocked Kento Maeda.

"I haven't seen you before"

Seeing Maeda Kento's confused look, Somo laughed, and then pulled out a familiar item from the storage space.

Maeda Kento's own handwritten diary!

While it was still early, Sumo planned to conduct an experiment, an experiment that might detect the rules of time relics.

"No, here you go, this is your own handwritten diary, look at it!"

As long as he can clear the time ruins, everything will be restored, so Sumo is not worried that Maeda Kento will tear up the secrets that may still be kept in the diary.

Picking up the diary, Maeda Kento was a little unresponsive, but after he opened the first chapter and saw a familiar font, a hint of caution appeared on his face. Then when the second page appeared, the caution turned to Horrified.

A large amount of sweat fell from the top of his head and dripped on the paper.

first day

the next day

Maeda Kento quickly flipped through the pages of the diary one after another, looking at what seemed to be written by himself, and one sentence after another could not possibly come out of his mouth.

Boom!

Turning to the ninth day, after seeing Soma's name in the diary, Maeda Kento seemed to realize something and raised his head suddenly.

"I, you, I will kill you, isn't it right?"

"You killed me?"

"You killed yourself!" Seeing that Taketo Maeda was beginning to lose his mind, Somo shook his head and said regretfully.

"To be honest, although I have killed you once, I am still very curious. Can you tell me, if the person in the diary is really you, why do you have the confidence to kill me?"

With his arrogant words and indifferent expression, paired with Soma's eerie-looking armor, Maeda Kento almost didn't even think about it.

Run away!

Run, run crazily, run desperately!

Taketo Maeda's speed is very fast, perhaps reaching the level of 145 seconds for 100 meters. On a road like the wasteland, his performance can be regarded as super high.

The rolling yellow sand was brought up by his steps, and the great terror between life and death had drained all the potential stored in Maeda Kento's muscles.

However, looking at the figure leaving quickly in front of him, Sumo just shook his head regretfully, turned back to the high slope, and got on the motorcycle.

"It seems that the ruins of time are indeed a system of their own, and no one will speculate on the authenticity of the world they live in."

"However, who can say for sure whether it is true or false?"

Turning on the accelerator, he hung behind Taketo Maeda all the way, keeping the distance between the two at about 300 meters.

Seeing that Taketo Maeda's speed was getting slower and slower, Somo also put down the accelerator and slid forward.

"Let it go, I, I will act like a horse for you"

After running out of breath, watching Soma wandering around like a cat catching a mouse, Maeda Kento collapsed on the ground in despair and yelled.

In this look, the image of the strategizing, cautious and shrewd villain in the diary is nowhere to be seen.

"What a pity. In your next life, be a good person!"

After repeated tests and realizing that Maeda Kento really couldn't think that this world was fake, Somo smiled faintly and took out his rifle.

Bang!

The bullet came out of the barrel and blood spurted out.

After majesticly killing this villain who almost put the underground shelter in crisis, Sumo felt relieved, his soul seemed to be nourished, and all the regrets he had had were made up for.

“Time is such a good thing”

"As long as you have regrets, you can change them by going back to the past; as long as you have mistakes, you can turn them into good stories!"

"It's a pity that what happens in the time ruins cannot affect the outside world. It can be regarded as a refreshing solo copy for me!"

Taking out two time coins from the storage space, holding them in his hands, and looking at Maeda Kento's body on the ground, Somo seemed to touch an invisible film.

By poking through this membrane, humans may be able to touch more advanced technologies and enter a new milestone era.

If it cannot be penetrated, then we can only maintain the existing technology and develop it slowly.

"Disaster is a hurdle. Likewise, when you cross this hurdle, disaster in the hands of the strong is also an opportunity!"

Two more bullets were fired from the chamber, ensuring that Taketo Maeda would never die again, and Somo walked away.

From then on, when you come to the ruins of time, you can make up for all the regrets in the real world. As long as you complete the task, you can exit the ruins and return to the main world.

"There are still four days until the disaster, where are we going during this time!"

The strong wind blew his hair, and looking at the gradually darkening sky, Somo didn't feel nervous at all after traveling to the wasteland for the first time.

The dark night is not scary. What is scary is that it does not have enough strength.

“I don’t know Zhong Qingshu either.”

"Yes, I can go and have fun with Zhong Qingshu!"

Thinking of Zhong Qingshu who was still waiting outside, Sumo looked funny. After identifying the direction of the candlelight ruins, the motorcycle drove away with a bang.

On the first day of the Candlelight Shelter, only a small team of four prison guards gathered together, and the others had not yet joined.

However, during the chat with Zhong Qingshu, Sumo learned that Zhong Qingshu was born in the Candlelight Sanctuary in the main world on the first day.

That location was the flattest part of the entire plain, and the four prison guards later moved there with their teams.

I have walked this road many times. Although there are no ruts on the road, Somo can still find the direction by relying on the setting sun in the sky.

Gradually, when the sun set and the car headlights illuminated the distance, Sumo finally saw a little fire in the small wooden house not far away.

In the firelight, a woman cautiously exposed half of her face and quietly looked at the approaching Somo.

With his good eyesight, Sumo could see the woman's face clearly at a glance

It’s Zhong Qingshu!

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