The night in the wasteland is always full of a different kind of beauty.
In the wasteland world, which is far different from the earth's environment, there are not only the sun, the moon, but even stars.
Under such a night scene, I never imagined that there would be an imminent snowstorm more than ten days later.
After eating and drinking, Sumo put on his rare equipment, took Oreos, and came outside the shelter.
As the kobold warlock revealed more information, the sense of urgency in Somo's heart became heavier.
According to the warlock kobold, all kobolds were released into this world at the same time as humans.
But it is different from the forced release of humans.
The kobold race felt the call and took the initiative to come.
And the most important thing is that when all the kobolds arrived, they already carried a large amount of supplies, which was enough for them to open up a situation in the wasteland.
The two-person team encountered in the ruins earlier and the six-person team encountered later were all resource scouts sent by the kobold tribe.
They are responsible for scouting out resources and reporting to the clan.
Unfortunately, both teams coming in this direction encountered Somo.
Exploring the location of the kobold camp and finding the place where they dig saltpeter must be put on the agenda as soon as possible.
Especially according to the description of the warlock kobold, the distance between the two places is estimated to be at least more than sixty kilometers.
The team walked for almost a full day before arriving near Somo's shelter.
Such a distance, measured according to human foot strength, is simply impossible to make a round trip in one day.
therefore...
All hope can only be pinned on the trampoline in Shelter No. 2!
With this car, Sumo is confident that he can travel not only 60 kilometers but also 100 kilometers on the same day and return on the same day.
After closing the door of the shelter, Somo turned and left.
The stars in the sky are bright, casting a clear glow.
"It's so beautiful! But how many humans can enjoy this kind of starry sky?"
Rubbing the electric crossbow with cold light in his hand, Somo raised it under the night sky and saw dots of stars and a full moon hanging in the sky.
"Tonight, I'm going to explore the ruins. If I can repair the Bengbeng and drive it out, I'll go explore the saltpeter mine tomorrow!"
Somo tightened his raincoat and pottery plate armor tightly, closed the door, and walked forward resolutely.
Oreo also immediately entered a fighting state and began to follow the two-person care-taking marching method taught by Soma, keeping a distance of about 100 meters to guard.
The night in the wasteland where humans were originally as fearful as a tiger, with Soma's current combat power, the threat has been greatly reduced.
There are electric crossbows and Oreo reconnaissance. Unless the individual is an extremely powerful wasteland creature, ordinary creatures will be shot into a sieve by Somo from a hundred meters away.
Along the way, the stars shine.
Soma's attention was highly concentrated. He walked for fifteen minutes and stopped to rest for five minutes to regain his strength.
The Husky's strong endurance can ensure that Oreo patrols around non-stop, providing Somo with a safe environment to rest.
Three and a half kilometers is not a long road.
After walking for about an hour, Sumo saw Shelter No. 2 crawling on the ground in the distance.
"It seems that as time goes by, there will be fewer and fewer mutant beasts, and the disasters that humans may face by then will be even more terrifying."
Along the way, I didn't encounter a single mutant beast.
Not only did Sumo not feel relieved, but he was actually worried.
The powerful wasteland creatures cannot withstand such frequent disasters, and those who can survive are undoubtedly the strongest among the monsters.
By that time, there will be fewer and fewer creatures in the wasteland, and humans will lose the important development path of hunting to obtain treasure chests to replenish supplies.
Farming?
Sumo shook his head.
In more than ten days, we will face the extreme weather of a snowstorm of minus 20 degrees Celsius.
What kind of food crops can survive in such extreme environments?
"Woof!"
Oreo tentatively searched around the front, sending a signal that there were no enemies.
After a day of exposure, the water near Shelter 2 has reduced a lot, and Oreo, wearing a raincoat, can also swim through it.
And at the door of the garage where the Bengbeng is placed, due to the terrain, the ground has become dry and hard at this time, and it is fully suitable for driving.
Signaling Oreo to walk on the flank, Somo checked the electric crossbow in his hand again to make sure it was on and could be activated at any time, and then cautiously walked forward.
With the light of the full moon shining down, the road conditions were clearly visible even without a flashlight.
The last time he walked on the muddy road for more than 20 minutes, this time it only took Somo less than five minutes to successfully stand at the gap opened by the kobolds.
Taking out the flashlight from the storage space and shining it, Somo first looked at the crime scene that he had prepared when he left.
At the kobold's footprints, Somo had specially glued several feline hairs, and there were still two strong ones stuck on them.
The pattern of the footprints showed no trace of being stepped on twice.
Looking inside the ruins, there is no difference between the furnishings inside and those in memory.
Even near the black blood sprayed out by the kobolds on the ground, there were no traces of biological action.
"Haha, haha"
After Oreo finished patrolling, he came to the pit and looked inside the hole curiously.
"Are there no traces of the enemy?"
Hearing Somo's question, Oreo nodded and signaled that no one was around.
"Okay, continue to patrol nearby, and if there is anyone, give us a warning as soon as possible!"
After touching Oreo's dog head through his raincoat and asking Oreo to stand aside to be on guard, Somo took out the hemp rope that he had braided in the shelter.
The previous hemp rope was used to tie the kobold warlock, but this one was specially prepared by Somo before he came out.
Moreover, this hemp rope is different from the last rope, but a climbing rope made by Somo on the workbench!
[Hook Rope (Excellent)]
Description: The climbing rope woven by "Soma", a beginner in rope art, is composed of two parts: a hook and a rope. It has good stability and is an excellent tool for home play and outdoor exploration.
Function: The rope is 4.8m long and has "tough" properties. It will never break when it withstands objects weighing no more than 300kg.
Comment: It...seems like...a novice prop in a certain sea survival novel?
He took out an iron nail, nailed the hook firmly to the ground, pulled it a few times, and after confirming that there was no problem, Somo turned around and went straight down.
With the first experience, this time the expedition was extremely smooth.
In just three to five seconds, Somo slid onto the floor of Shelter 2 along the smooth rope.
The moment he came down, Somo immediately took out his electric crossbow and started to be on guard.
"I remember that the angle of this bone should be about 35 degrees, so it will match up no problem."
"I placed this iron nail here specially, and it has not been stepped on by anyone."
"The footprints on the ground have been covered with a layer of dust. No signs of biological activity have been found yet."
Holding the flashlight in his left hand, Somo quickly swept the traces left on the gun while keeping the index finger of his right hand on the trigger to ensure that it could be fired at any time.
"Fortunately, it's sixty kilometers away. With the kobold's foot strength, it will take a lot of effort to get here!"
After looking around to make sure it was safe, Sumo put the crossbow back into the storage space and felt relieved.
The miserable old man's head was still lying quietly on the ground inside, watching Somo walking in silently.
Avoiding the dried blood on the ground, Soma came to the railing that was bombarded by the warlock kobolds.
The railing, which was about 10cm in diameter, was shattered to pieces by the blast and was lying in a mess on the stairs to the basement on the first floor.
"This power... is so cruel!"
Carefully picking up the railing on the ground and taking a look, Sumo suddenly felt a chill on his back.
The solid iron rod was blown into two pieces. If it hit a person, a big hole would be blown out in seconds.
Use your feet to push aside the broken iron rod on the ground and slowly go down the stairs.
The orange-yellow bouncer that he had longed for appeared in Sumo's sight again.