My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

Having just been transported to the wasteland, Zhong Qingshu had yet to develop the appearance of a worry-free scholar.

Apart from working together these days, during their breaks, Zhong Qingshu had vividly described her first day's experience in the wasteland to Su Mo.

On the first day, she did the same things as Su Mo. However, Zhong Qingshu did not have the system, so she ended up starving for a whole day, thirsty and hungry.

She only got her first bite of food when she went out hunting the next day; no longer being able to stand the situation.

Her first bite of food at that time almost made her cry with emotion.

However, the Zhong Qingshu in the ruins of time would not have the same experience as the one in the main world!

Looking at Su Mo riding a luxurious cross-country motorcycle, with an automatic rifle slung over his shoulder, her little face was filled with unimaginable shock.

After observing the chats on the World Channel and regional channel for a day, she already had an understanding on what was going on in the world around her.

Just like what had happened in the main world, this world was a mirror image of the main world that had been reset, as if someone had hit the replay button.

Everyone was a cooperating actor, with Su Mo as the only anomaly in this reconstructed timeline.

"He... he is a hu...human??"

Seeing that Su Mo was getting closer, Zhong Qingshu heart issued ten thousand "d*mn its".

A bunch of swear words nearly made their way out of her mouth, held back by the sole question of whether this was an appropriate situation to speak such words.

The closer he got, the more prominent the M-1 rifle slung over Su Mo's shoulder looked. It made Zhong Qingshu quiver with anxiety.

At the same time, she could finally see Su Mo's features clearly.

It's a human!

A human with an extremely terrifying level of strength!

This conclusion made Zhong Qingshu involuntarily hide away, closing the door of her wooden house shut, leaving just a small crack open.

"Please don't enter my shelter, otherwise...otherwise I will call the police!"

"The wasteland is not a place outside the law, so please...please obey the law!"

Listening to Zhong Qingshu's trembling voice, under his mask, Su Mo burst into laughter.

When he first saw Zhong Qingshu, this young lady was already able to tangle with over a dozen kobolds, and she was extremely brave.

Who would have thought that she, who had just arrived in the wasteland, behaved like a little girl?

"Hello, nice to see you, Zhong Qingshu. I am your old friend, Su Mo!"

Su Mo squeezed the brakes and turned off the motorcycle engine. He placed the M-1 rifle back into the storage space in a flash.

As he did all that, Su Mo also pulled down his mask, revealing a handsome face that exuded endless confidence.

First impressions are very important when meeting someone for the first time. His eyesight, that had been strengthened by the psychic energy water, spotted...

Zhong Qingshu's relief after seeing the face under the mask.

If the face under the mask was one with a rugged beard and scars, Zhong Qingshu would probably have run away like Kento Maeda.

As for the problem of being strangers... Su Mo glanced at the luxurious supplies in his storage space, before smiling slightly, his confidence increasing even further.

'Was unfamiliarity a problem?'

'I have "money", okay!'

The ruins of time would only exist for a few days, after which they would collapse and disappear forever.

Therefore, Su Mo's style of doing things was also different from usual. He completely "followed his heart" and acted in a manner that made himself 100% "comfortable"!

Su Mo waved his hand and pulled out a 500ml bottle of water and a crispy golden pancake from his storage space.

The current Zhong Qingshu had no food or drinking water.

Seeing what Su Mo was holding, she was taken aback. Then her face showed an even more vigilant look than before.

"Oh dear, my goodness, you wanna fight me?"

Looking at the former scholar's worried expression, Su Mo, who had been suppressing himself so far, could no longer control the expression on his face.

"Zhong Qingshu, I will put these things here. I will be living next to you for these few days. We will be neighbors from now on!"

Putting the pancake and drinking water on the wooden floor next to him, Su Mo slowly took a few steps back, and then pushed the cross-country motorcycle to the side of Zhong Qingshu's shelter. He took out the turtle armor core he obtained and chose to create a shelter.

It was not his first time creating a shelter, so the process was a familiar one to Su Mo. As he would only be staying for a few days, he simply chose to build a wooden house above-ground!

After three to five seconds of booming noises, a wooden house rose from the ground.

The location of the wooden house happened to be next to Zhong Qingshu's wooden house, and the two houses formed a perfect straight line.

"You..."

"What do you mean by you? My name is Su Mo, and I will be your neighbor from now on!" 

He waved his hand. Looking at Zhong Qingshu's bewildered expression, Su Mo felt happier in his heart.

The simple wooden house could naturally not be compared with the luxurious Underground Shelter.

Even though he would only be sleeping here for a few days, Su Mo set up a torch and went to collect wood and materials for him to start working.

On the barren wasteland, Su Mo was very familiar with things. He did not need to worry about the mutant beasts that most people on World Channel were terrified of.

In Zhong Qingshu's eyes, this very "arrogant and domineering" behavior brought an inexplicable sense of security to her.

Having such a powerful and strange person by her side, to a certain extent, relieved the panic of having just been transported to the wasteland.

On the other hand, as a veteran survivalist in the wasteland, coupled with his training and equipment, Su Mo's woodworking skills had vastly improved.

With an excellent-quality axe, cutting shrubs and branches was like cutting melons and vegetables. It did not take long for Su Mo to collect enough wood and plant fibers.

"Well, if there is no charge for production and manufacturing, things are much more convenient than when using the workbench!"

Looking at the small wooden bed, headboard, bedside drawer, dining table, and two stools that slowly appeared in front of him, Su Mo nodded in satisfaction.

As for the bedding...

Su Mo took a look at the items currently on sale in the trading market. At the price of just three 500ml bottles of water, Su Mo purchased a brand new luxurious bedding set. He did not even try to bargain with the seller on the World Channel.

"All it only took was 1.5L of water for me to obtain such comfortable bedding. It's a real profit!"

The soft bedding was extremely soft and comfortable to hold. Even though there was no special ability bonus, it would allow him to sleep in satisfaction while he was here.

At this moment, Su Mo forgot about the hardships he had been through when he first arrived at the wasteland.

"The blizzard hasn't arrived yet, and the prices are still so low. As long as I have drinking water, it is equivalent to having billions of people working for me."

Su Mo laid out the bedding and looked at the darkness outside. He went outside the wooden house and continued to build a defensive circle.

In the other wooden house, Zhong Qingshu temporarily ignored the panicky reminders everyone was sending out on the World Channel...

Because Su Mo provided food, water, and security!

Were it not for the fact that she was stuck in the wasteland, her current situation was just a person on vacation. Even the dangers of the night did not feel threatening any longer.

"Su Mo... Is there a Su Mo among the people I know?"

Racking her brains, Zhong Qingshu sat on the ground adorably, holding her head and carefully recalling all her friends who were surnamed Su before being transported over.

From Su Shi in her elementary school textbooks to the Asian sprinter Su Bingtian...

After careful recollection, Zhong Qingshu was convinced that she had never seen or heard of Su Mo's name before.

She opened the World Channel and watched as other people clamored for a bite of food and a cup of drinking water. Countless people were struggling on the verge of death, as if they were about to perish.

In contrast, she was staring at the thick pancake outside her shelter's door and at the 500ml bottle of water.

Touching the back of her head, Zhong Qingshu could no longer tell what she was doing.

However, the burning sensation from the absence of food in her stomach was real, which became even more pronounced when she smelled the fragrance of the pancake.

Her stomach was twitching!

Her throat was protesting!

Seeing the busy figure walking between the bushes and the small wooden house, Zhong Qingshu suddenly gave up. With a puffy face, she sat on the edge of the wooden house angrily, unscrewed the bottle cap, and began to drink it.

Gulp… gulp...

Sweet mineral water poured down her "feverish" throat. At this moment, a two-yuan bottle of water seemed infinitely precious.

Hmm... the water was so fragrant, so it must not be poisonous!

After drinking half a bottle in one go, Zhong Qingshu opened her eyes contentedly, her throat no longer feeling parched.

Then she saw Su Mo standing quietly in front of her.

"Did you finish it? Do you want to drink some more? I still have some here!"

Clank!

Before Zhong Qingshu could be shocked or shy, with a thud, three boxes of water bottles fell neatly onto the ground, causing the wooden floor to vibrate.

"Drink as much as you want. There's more where those came from!"

Su Mo smiled and nodded. Looking at Zhong Qingshu's blushing face, Su Mo returned to his wooden house in satisfaction and continued working on clearing out the surroundings.

In the main world, he did not have many opportunities to "defeat" Zhong Qingshu, but here, in the span of a few minutes, he had caught her off guard several times. Naturally, he felt quite good about it.

Similarly, after seeing Su Mo's exaggerated generosity, Zhong Qingshu held her head in her hands momentarily, then shook her head in embarrassment.

However, this entire time, her hands were tearing off pieces of the pancake and stuffing them into her mouth, as she washed down the food with water.

Even if there were no side dishes, it was enough for Zhong Qingshu, who had been living in fear for a day, to eat contentedly.

There was originally half a catty of pancakes, and two-thirds of it was eaten before she stopped herself.

"Hey, do you want to eat some? Otherwise, I'm going to finish it!"

Shaking the pancake in her hand, Zhong Qingshu yelled out.

"Eat as much as you want. Don't feel shy, I still have some here. If it's not enough I'll make more for you!"

Looking at Zhong Qingshu's expression, Su Mo took out a bag of flour and put it on the ground with a smile on his face.

Dong!

A cloud of white flour sprang out of the small slit in the bag, floating freely in the air.

Under the night sky, the flour seemed to merge with the surrounding moonlight and everything turned silent.

Silence...

In the famous words of the poet Xu Zhi Mo, "Cambridge is silent tonight"!

When faced with the rich man of the wasteland, Zhong Qingshu lost. She lost thoroughly, and was thoroughly convinced!

Others were unprepared and worried about being attacked by creatures at night, but when she looked at Su Mo in the distance, who exuded a sense of strength and security...

A special kind of "emotion" appeared silently in her heart....