Chapter 212: Trace the source, look for the chameleon (1/2)

Chapter 215 Tracing the source, looking for the chameleon

”Oh, I slept so satisfyingly. The weather in the wasteland was really good a few days ago!”

The morning sun, through the gaps in the wooden house, quietly shot in and hit the floor.

The sweet air is also floating slightly in the air, bringing waves of oxygen to Somo’s mouth and nose.

Stretching, Somo sat up from the bed and habitually opened the system panel.

At this time, the time in the wasteland has passed eight o'clock in the morning, but the system's daily reminder was not delivered.

This is bad news, but it is also good news.

”It seems that the system check is calculated according to the real world, and the time in the ruins will not be counted.”

Rubbing the sharp blue-gray stubble on his chin, Sumo nodded slowly.

The time in the ruins cannot be used for survival points.

Similarly, as long as you can get enough time currency, you can rely on currency to offset the time flow penalty of the ruins and the real world.

”Today's task is.”

Close the system panel. As usual, when Somo opened the chat panel and was about to record today's task in the diary, he snapped his head.

”There are still tasks wherever they are in the ruins, of course how comfortable they are, hehe!”

Lifted the bedding, stretched out a satisfied lazy waist, opened the door, and Somo moved out while lazily walking out.

There is no Oreo guarding in the current temporary base. Before going to bed yesterday, Somo had been busy until midnight before clearing the ground around the wooden house.

By the way, a neat row of wooden fences was erected around, enclosing Zhong Qingshu and his wooden house to ensure that some mutant monsters with inner disturbances would not enter.

In the busy process, Zhong Qingshu was also vigilant from the beginning, but it didn't matter to the rest, and even came out to help Suma carry things for a while.

On the first day, there was no nether energy water to regain strength. Both of them were tired enough, but they didn't communicate much, so they went back to the refuge and lay down.

There is a luxurious bedding on one side, a strong and wide bed.

On the other side is a bare wooden floor.

As soon as he left the door, Somo ran into Zhong Qingshu, who was guarding the door with two dark circles under his eyes, and seemed to be hesitating about something.

”what!”

Seeing Somo going out, Zhong Qingshu was obviously taken aback, and took a small step back.

”What are you nervous about? I said that we are old friends, and, didn’t I tell you last night?”

”You confessed to me, you have been chasing me, but I didn't agree!”

Tan Tan Shou, Su Mo was serious nonsense, and Zhong Qingshu was stunned for a while.

In the next second, after realizing that Somo was playing with himself, Zhong Qingshu was immediately blushed and smiled with anger, and took a sip.

”rogue!”

”Hey, do you wish I was really a rascal?”

made a frightening look, watching Zhong Qingshu take a step back again, Sumo burst into laughter suddenly.

In the relics of time, you don’t have to worry about anything, you are completely idealistic, as long as you have the strength, you can do whatever you want.

Ignoring Zhong Qingshu's self-guided strategy on the sidelines, Somo went straight to the trading market.

It only took six or seven bottles of water, and once again traded back dozens of units of iron, as well as some basic food and drink supplies.

With the materials, it does not cost disaster points to make things. Sitting on the stool made, Suma made a series of choices, and countless items spontaneously started to make.

Open and hang the same materials to obtain. After a while, under Zhong Qingshu’s dumbfounded, one by one, the top luxury items appeared in the wasteland.

Iron stove.

Iron pan

Two large ceramic bowls, an iron grill, and an iron table

One after another, items for enjoyment have been manufactured and placed on the small courtyard surrounded by fences.

Many of these things were not enjoyed by Somo in the real world, and they were all arranged at this time.

Take out the beef that had been traded, Somo started to take out various bottles and cans from the storage space again and began to beat him.

”Well, first cut the beef into small pieces, then marinate it with cooking wine, the onion, **** and garlic will be delicious, and then some barbecue sauce.”

”For soup, let's make seaweed egg drop soup today!”

The taste of food mostly comes from refined seasonings. In front of these seasonings, as long as the quantity and steps are guaranteed, even if it is unpalatable, there is a lower limit.

With the character of Sumo's gluttonous food, these items are naturally made extremely sweet and delicious. As the taste of egg drop soup spreads, and a handful of cumin is sprinkled on the grilled golden oily beef skewers, it bursts the taste of.

Cuckoo!

Zhong Qingshu’s stomach screamed like big and small sparks!

Even though Somo is very serious about cooking food, but Zhong Qingshu on the side is ashamed to find a hole to drill down.

Good food is not terrible, what's terrible is the process of sitting and waiting.

Looking at the food slowly taking shape, smelling the scent rushing into the nose...

That kind of feeling, simply!

However, Zhong Qingshu has forgotten that before crossing into the wasteland, it started with the first asteroid combat readiness meeting of mankind.

Everyone was on the go for the next few months. Wherever they have tasted such delicious food, they can be considered as a wealthy family if they can eat fast food every day.