My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely! Chapter 246: It’s Chinese New Year! Benefits are coming
Chapter 246
The familiar moon in the sky and the familiar loess on the ground, in this world, the first grand festival of the Chinese New Year's Eve.
When Su Mo was so busy that he forgot the time, he approached quietly.
Dumplings, New Year's Eve, Chinese New Year?
Looking absentmindedly at all the half-bowed refugees, Su Mo stepped forward slowly, seeing the lingering exhaustion and brimming happiness on everyone's faces.
Yes, it's New Year's Eve.
It happened to be the first day of the welfare disaster, the day when everyone harvested.
Be able to eat well and sleep well.
The embarrassment of last year has been washed away, and next year will be the first year of hope!
After using the system to identify and confirm that there was nothing wrong with the contents of the bowl, he swept around the refugees who were about to scream excitedly, and Su Mo gently brought over the big bowl that Chen Shen was holding.
The big bowl is made by burning, and there is this faint cyan pattern on the side of the bowl. Such utensils can only be opened from treasure chests, and they are expensive in the market.
The soup in the bowl is rich in color, clear and translucent.
Red oily spicy peppers are dotted in the old vinegar soup. Although there is no phantom water to enhance the taste, and no phantom 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 age. It made Su Mo's eyes sore.
Picking up the chopsticks, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Su Mo gently picked up a large dumpling with an extremely strange shape that was out of place among all the dumplings, and put it into his mouth.
"Hmm...it tastes good!"
There are some beef shreds in the wild vegetable dumplings, and when paired with such a soup, the taste is surprisingly sweet.
Especially after Su Mo uttered his praise, Moore who was standing in the front row became excited before others started cheering, and by the way, he even danced a belly dance that he didn't know where he learned it from.
"The first thing the master ate was the dumplings made by Moore. The master really likes Moore's kung fu!"
While twisting the coquettish dance posture, dangling around.
Moore's teasing suddenly destroyed the solemn and solemn atmosphere before, and even most of the refugees laughed.
"Okay, it's the Chinese New Year, and it's so solemn and grand. Since it's the Chinese New Year, all the supplies tonight will be consumed"
"It's all on my head!"
Looking at the happy Moore, Su Mo's heart was also slightly touched. Looking at all the refugees below, he said loudly.
Wow!
It doesn't matter if you don't say it, the refugee group that could hold back it suddenly cheered and roared.
Men up to forty or fifty, down to seventeen or eighteen children, all imitated Moore's dancing posture, writhing happily.
Then, the cooks, who had already prepared, began to bring out bowls of dumplings from the kitchen, for the carnival on New Year's Eve...
It's started!
One person's meal is not good, but it must be eaten by ten or a hundred people.
The larger and grander the festival, the more people there are, the more you can feel the strong "New Year flavor".
Today, this special New Year's Eve.
There is no "rule-following" Spring Festival Gala, and there is no Wufu that needs to be asked here and scanned there to get a few cents.
Not to mention the meager bounties that the old iron helped me hack, or the meager rewards that required collecting various cards.
There is no group text messages, no "hypocritical" congratulatory text messages from superiors and subordinates, and it is even dark after leaving the village.
But such is the case, in the wasteland, on this special day, whether it is a large shelter or a small one.
As long as there is a place where crowds gather, everyone can truly feel something called "New Year's Taste" from their hearts.
It's the Chinese New Year, and it's time to harvest.
It's the Chinese New Year, and it's time for carnival.
Remove all the tiredness, have a good meal, sleep well, and wait until tomorrow to continue to accept a hard but fulfilling life.
"Let us be companions in the world of mortals! Live in style!"
"Riding the horse and galloping to share the prosperity of the world"
"Singing about the joy of wine"
"Vigorously grasp the youthful years"
"..."
I don't know where the refugees lifted out a rechargeable speaker. In the speaker, with the lively bgm sounding, the flavor of the year is more intense.
The carnival is also more fun. A tape with only eight songs is played over and over again.
Songs, cheers, and lively noises spread crazily in every corner of this wasteland.
As the initiator of all this, Somo.
But on this lively night, sitting on the highest roof of the Candlelight Refuge, I let go of my mind after a long absence.
Brought a bottle of sake in the candlelight shelter, I don't know when I got it, I took a sip from time to time, and I was eating a fried snack.
Su Mo knows that only when he is not around can these people be unscrupulously happy, unscrupulously arrogant, enjoy the present moment, and enjoy this hard-won harvest.
"Sister, sister, I don't know how your life is going!"
Lying on the roof, looking at the night sky of the wasteland, stroking the docile Oreo lying beside him like a big furball.
At this moment, no one is more lonely than Sumo, and no one is more fulfilled than Sumo!
What people are most afraid of is that the road ahead is blurred. Living in this world, they don't know what they are going to do tomorrow.
What is your pursuit, or in other words, what is the thing you want to protect!
Sumo is very fortunate, because in this wasteland, he has found a path that needs to be persisted in the future, and he has made it clear how to go on and how to reach it successfully!
"What I want is just a little peace, just a piece of peace!"
"Since this little request cannot be satisfied by the whole world, let me, Sumo, use my own strength to defend everything I want!"
Alcohol is not intoxicating, everyone is intoxicated, and the alcohol content is not high. With a slight dizziness, Su Mo has unprecedented fighting spirit for the bumpy road ahead.
Ten thousand miles, so what!
This road, I, Sumo, will go!
The sky is round and the world is shrouded in mist, so why not be afraid!
This day, sooner or later, I will break it!
Thinking about the future with a framework in mind again, looking at the bustling crowd below, Su Mo jumped up from the roof.
Without disturbing anyone, I carried Moore, who was already full and sound asleep, and started the return journey with one child and two children!
For Chinese New Year, you have to go home!
For these people, the candlelight shelter is their home, but for Somo himself, the underground shelter...
This is the real home!
Open the car window, and a slight cool breeze flows in along the window. The short-term oxygen increase brought by the growth of plants makes the air not only moist, but also comfortable.
He took a deep breath, looking at the vastly changed waste land, the closer he got to the underground refuge, the more excited Sumo felt.
Finally...
The Deep Sea Refuge is approaching!
Looking at the place where the first pot of gold was excavated, Su Mo stopped the car and poured all the unfinished sake in front of the deep sea refuge.
"Brother Ma Gu, it's Chinese New Year, you should sleep well here, Earth... we will go back sooner or later!"
The green grass moved slightly, as if Ma Gu was responding.
After bowing heavily again, he put away the bottle of sake, glanced at the deep-sea refuge that was now covered by weeds, Su Mo straddled into the car, and stepped on the accelerator.
The distance between the two places is not far. Under the roaring power of the ground tiger, within two or three minutes, they rushed to the underground refuge at lightning speed.
Just a welfare disaster, the entire depression has changed drastically.
The Gobi, where not a single blade of grass grows, also grew a lot of colorful plants at this time.
The hills surrounding the underground shelter are even more emerald green.
I haven't seen them for a day, and out of the ten remaining psionic fruit saplings, eight have fully grown.
Moreover, this rise is much more terrifying than the woods in the paper world!
Each source energy sapling that has absorbed 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 shelter, all the branches are gently swaying under the cool night breeze, exuding a natural fragrance of plants.
After looking around for any dangerous changes in the vicinity, he turned the gate and parked the car.
Seeing the big and small sparks creaking out to greet him, a long-lost feeling of "going home" welled up from the bottom of Su Mo's heart.
"Alright, alright, this is my Sumo's home, good boy, I'm so anxious, I'll cook for you now!"
Today's big and small sparks, the big one is about one meter wide with its wings spread out, and the small one is about seventy centimeters.
Two "huge monsters" with human nature jumped up and acted like a baby. They waited until Su Mo comforted him, then stopped obediently, and followed Su Mo like a follower.
Moore, who fell asleep all the way in the car, rubbed his sleepy eyes at this moment, turned on the co-pilot, rolled out of the car, and continued to sleep soundly on the ground.
In this way, Oreo is barking happily beside him.
Take out three bags of freshly beaten flour from the ground tiger cart, and in the evening, with the remaining supplies in the base, Su Mo made another sumptuous supper.
After eating supper, closing the door, and checking all the facilities, Su Mo returned to the little bed.
One and two children have been exhausted for the past two days. They are full at this time and have nothing to do the next day. This time, they can sleep well when they go up to Somo, down to Oreo and Moore. is extremely comfortable.
There was joy and celebration in other places, but in the small underground shelter, Sumo felt the long-lost relaxation and comfort.
I slept until early eight o'clock, and when all the exhaustion in my body dissipated, I faced the early morning sun and fresh air.
On the small bed on the third floor of the underground refuge, Su Mo slowly opened his eyes.
"It's a big Chinese New Year, and the system has come out to join in the fun!"
At this point, if he was exhausted from yesterday, Sumo could still sleep.
But at this time, the crackling system notification sound in his head forced Su Mo to wake up earlier.
In the past few days, the system only received a fixed point of credit every day, plus an occasional small event of tens of points. Compared with the current cost of thousands of points, this kind of accumulation speed is not enough.
On the first day just after New Year's Eve, that is, the first day of the new year, the system changed for a long time.
As soon as the daily daily newspaper time ~IndoMTL.com~ was over, there was a rush of firecrackers exploding, as if celebrating.
Sit up, move your stiff neck a little, drink a big gulp of psionic water placed on the bedside, and following Sumo's thoughts, the familiar system interface pops up.
By the way, a settlement list that was completely different from the simple past also popped up in a hurry.
"Hey, it used to be a high-end light blue color, but today I know how to do as the Romans do, so I arranged for such a festive bright red color!"
"This system also looks like it was made by China. It's all Chinese New Year haha!"
The bright red interface looks very eye-catching. Smiling, Su Mo pulled the panel directly to the bottom, habitually first looking at how much he has accumulated today.
But just looking at it like this, even Sumo, who can maintain a calm heart on weekdays, couldn't restrain his ecstasy.
"There is another chance to draw a lottery!"
"For those who celebrate the Chinese New Year, the system will actually give out benefits, which is too outrageous, so cool!"