Chapter 672: Time Travel to the Wasteland Eight Years Later!

For the future wasteland, based on the progress of the "players" here in the past few times.

Su Mo also discussed the prospect with Su Deben, Chen Shen and Lu Kuan at the dinner table.

Regardless of the development speed of the depression, let's look at the progress of the recovery of human civilization in the deep sea.

Everyone had imagined that in the wasteland ten years later, the alien races who lost the help of the gods had basically lost their physical and numerical advantages in the early stage.

Relying on a complete industrial system and weapon chain, the human beings in ten years can achieve a universal military, advance at an exaggerated pace, and incorporate most of the resources into the territory.

With these resources, it is no longer difficult to revive the civilization of the heyday on Earth.

I am afraid that it will only take two or three years to brew, looking at the entire continent, the gathering point of human beings.

Among the poor ones, the level of civilization can at least reach the level of the first industrial revolution, and have the ability to manufacture machinery to eliminate the disadvantages of human productivity.

Among the good ones, the level of civilization should be able to reach the level of the early twentieth century, and can produce the "ultimate weapon" that is enough to protect the human race.

As long as we can wait until the ultimate weapon is produced, it will be the first step for humans to blow the horn of counterattack.

According to Sudben, it is not impossible to enslave the aliens in the new continent.

However, in these prospects, without exception, everyone seems to have forgotten and avoided one item.

That is

Infrastructure!

"It is too difficult to restore the infrastructure on our earth. Let alone whether our basic resources and manpower are sufficient, and whether the aliens will destroy these things, the impact of each disaster on these infrastructures determines that we have no possibility of building railways, roads, and public facilities scattered in the wilderness."

"In the future, it is likely that aviation will be the main means of transportation, supplemented by waterways for medium and long-distance travel."

"These things are easy to maintain and the easiest to achieve."

This was the point of view put forward by Lu Kuan at the end of the discussion, which was basically unanimously recognized by everyone.

If you want to build these things, as long as you have enough resources, it is not difficult to climb to the sky.

With experience, even if the construction speed is very slow, humans can continue to build, from small to large.

But the subsequent maintenance and upkeep issues are the key issues that are difficult to solve.

"It's incredible, it's really incredible!"

"Could it be that eight years later, humans really have an equal position with aliens, no, an absolute hegemony?"

"And have they found a new way to maintain these infrastructures?"

Looking at the end of the field of vision, there are seven or eight trains running on the rails, speeding away at a distance of sixty or seventy yards.

Even though he was still falling from a high altitude, Su Mo's mind was completely attracted.

At this moment, ignore all the experiences and memories that have come since the wasteland.

The dim light of the locomotive is like a lighthouse in the ocean, which makes people feel warm.

The shrill roar of the whistle is like a horn of returning home, which moisturizes the tired body of the traveler.

Looking at the scene below.

Su Mo kept shaking his head and wiping his eyes, but he still couldn't hold back the tears that overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

For the first time, this wasteland eight years later actually made him feel like he was back on Earth, back in China!

[Record]: The estimated landing time is 30 seconds, please "player" be prepared

[Record]: After landing, you will have a three-minute invincible time, please familiarize yourself with the mission environment as soon as possible

[Record]: "Refugee" identity, the pre-task has been released, please open the game panel to view

As Su Mo observed, the altitude dropped further, and the speed of the downward rush began to gradually slow down.

When the three game prompts appeared in front of Su Mo, the straight-line distance between the man and the dog and the ground was less than one thousand meters.

"Are we going to land?"

Realizing that the mission was about to begin, Su Mo quickly retracted his attention and began to take advantage of the last few moments to cast his sights on the villages and towns with a lot of light below.

Not surprisingly, this is the "Cili Town" mentioned in the game before.

And he will become the deputy director of the supplies department in this town in thirty seconds.

Looking down from the top, the entire Cili Town looks like an oval pear, narrow at the top and bottom and wide in the middle.

Its scale is not large, at least compared with the bright light groups that Su Mo had seen in the sky before, it can only be considered medium to low.

But if it is placed in the main world, in the period of June of the last year of the calendar, it is enough to be called a behemoth, more than ten times larger than Hope Village.

Especially the central part of the village is densely packed with fifty or sixty dim street lights and three or four hundred houses, which is an unimaginable large project.

"Great!"

"This prickly pear town has not been completely chaotic yet. It seems that I still have a chance to do something before the chaos!"

In less than ten seconds, the layout of the entire town was roughly memorized in his mind.

As the height was only 30 meters, Su Mo saw the place where he was going to land.

This is a two-story street-facing small western-style building with an outer wall and a courtyard garden, which is obviously different from the ordinary houses around it.

In the field of vision, it has been marked with a bright yellow by the game, which looks very eye-catching.

And in the building, the object that the man and the dog are going to "cross" has also been marked by the game.

The one given to Su Mo himself was a middle-aged man lying on the big bed on the second floor.

The one given to Oreo was a big yellow dog lying at the gate of the courtyard.

"Go, see you later!"

Touching Oreo's head and looking at his aggrieved appearance, Su Mo laughed and kicked the air hard.

Whoosh.

Like a sharp arrow, Su Mo, who was already in a spiritual state, did not encounter any obstacles when he passed through the outer wall of the small western-style building.

In just one move, he entered the second floor of the building.

The next second, with a huge suction force coming, before Su Mo could see the environment in the house clearly, he was suddenly sucked into the body of the middle-aged man on the bed.

Like a ghost pressing on the bed, Su Mo could still stay awake when he first entered the man's body.

But after finding that he could not control his body anyway.

Blurred, dim, upside down, dizzy.

All kinds of inexplicable depression began to come one after another, which made people feel depressed and wanted to roar to vent.

Fortunately, knowing that he was protected by the system, Su Mo did not worry too much. He just closed his eyes quietly, not thinking about anything, slowly recovering his physical strength and energy, and striving to recover to his peak state.

And I don’t know how long it took until there was a cry next to him.

Su Mo suddenly realized that the lost body authority finally began to return!

"Brother Zong, Brother Zong, what’s wrong with you!"

"Don’t scare me! What’s wrong with you, talk!"

"Madam, please calm down first, the doctor is already seeing it, don’t worry, the minister will be fine!"

"You Zong usually exercises, and he was fine when we got off work last night. What happened to him this night? Why did he become like this!"

"Don’t worry, don’t worry, the patient’s heartbeat is very strong, and there is no big problem with his body. He should be a ghost pressing on the bed."

"The patient woke up!"

Annoyed by the messy noise, Su Mo had to move his eyelids with great effort to show that he was still alive.

This strange body, even after being enhanced by the game and reaching the forefront of wasteland humans in terms of physical fitness, is still far from his previous body.

At most, it can only be regarded as a strong ordinary person, not touching the limits of humans at all, let alone the scope of interstellar humans.

Just after obtaining the body authority, Su Mo felt like he was in deep water. Not to mention being able to lift his limbs, it was even difficult to open his eyelids.

In this state, if there is danger around, he has no ability to resist at all. No wonder the game gives him three minutes of invincibility.

Gradually, amid the shouting around.

As the sense of touch began to recover, other body control abilities also began to emerge like mushrooms after rain.

First, the tiny muscles of the face, then the fingers and toes, then the small muscle groups that control the movement of the body, and finally the large muscle groups such as thighs and arms.

Without any relevant memories, Su Mo only knew that he was the deputy director of the supplies department of the town of Ci Li. He did not dare to act too abnormally. He only dared to squint slowly and look around with his peripheral vision.

Clean.

This was the first impression in Su Mo's mind.

At this time, he was still lying in the small western-style building he saw last night.

But what he saw in front of him, whether it was the ceiling, walls, or floor, or even the surrounding furniture, were extremely clean and spotless, which seemed a bit out of tune with the environment of the apocalyptic wasteland.

Secondly, it was lively.

Outside the half-open window three steps to the right of the bed, a lot of noisy sounds could be heard.

If you look carefully, you can hear not only the conversations of passers-by, the propaganda sounds of gongs and drums, but also the rumble of cars passing by, and the horns of store propaganda.

Yes, if he did not clearly know that he was still in the wasteland, Su Mo would think that he was back on Earth, back to a remote town.

Retracting all his attention, taking advantage of the last moment of his body's recovery, Su Mo set his sights on the people standing by the bed.

Four men and one woman.

The woman was naturally the one who had cried before.

She didn't look old. Even though her face was damaged by the harsh environment of the wasteland, she looked only about 25 at most, which was somewhat inconsistent with the age of the original male protagonist.

Among the four men, a man in a white coat should be a so-called doctor, and his age should be around 40.

Of the remaining three men, one was about the same age as the original, both in their 30s, and the other two were slightly younger, looking in their early 20s.

"They are not strong in combat and can be subdued at any time!"

After exerting a little force with his right hand and feeling that he could fully control his body, Su Mo stopped waiting and slowly opened his eyelids.

"Hey, You Zong is awake?"

Seeing Su Mo's deep eyes, a piercing light suddenly burst out.

The middle-aged man in his 30s paused for a moment, then rushed forward, his face full of joy.

But in this joy, Su Mo still distinguished a trace of surprise and a vague pity?

"Oh, my head hurts!"

Su Mo didn't recognize any of the people around him.

Fearing that he would be exposed, he could only pretend to be sick in this environment.

"Headache? Doctor" The middle-aged man looked at the doctor.

"Headache is normal. It should be because of the incorrect sleeping posture last night or some intense exercise, which caused the central nervous system of the spine to be compressed. Now that you have just woken up, the blood has not yet circulated, so it is natural to have a headache."

"For this kind of symptom, I have a prescription here. Just take it for three consecutive days and you will basically be free of worries!"

The doctor in the white coat looked at the young girl standing next to him, rolled his eyes, and took out a small book from his pocket.

"Do you want to get medicine?"

"Of course, there are still three days, how can it be enough? Just give me a seven-day dose, and give me some tonic. Youzong is an indispensable capable man in our material department. Now that he is sick, he naturally needs the best treatment."

"In this way, let's go out first and let him have a good rest."

If he hadn't seen the pity in the other person's eyes before.

Su Mo might have liked the middle-aged man's generous and caring look.

But now, after nodding weakly and showing a grateful expression, Su Mo closed his eyes again and pretended to see him off.

Now, the few people left in the field stopped waiting.

With the sound of the door "pop", the young girl was the only one left in the room.

"Brother Zong, do you want some water? I was really scared last night!"

The woman patted her chest and walked to the table.

Seeing the other party holding her right hand with concern, Su Mo forced himself to hold back his smile and slowly sat up.

"Ah, my head hurts so much. As long as I think about something, I feel so bad. I can't even remember who you are"

"You get a headache when you think about something? You can't remember me" She was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't understand Su Mo's current state, and her face was a little confused.

But then, she quickly reacted and said in a panic:

"Brother Zong, I am Xiaojuan, have you forgotten? It was you who picked me up from the refugee slum?"

"The ones who just came over are the director of the supplies department of our Cili Town, Wu Chongzu, and your subordinates, Hong Zhe and Yang Hua"

""

"You were fine when we had dinner last night, and then you said you were sleepy and wanted to go upstairs to sleep. I didn't think much about it, but when I came up to call you for breakfast in the morning, you looked like this. Brother Zong, you didn't lose your memory, did you?"

After talking in a panic for two or three minutes, seeing that the woman named Huang Xiaojuan was sweating anxiously, Su Mo retracted his "empty" eyes and put on a little spirit.

"I can't remember some things because of my amnesia. Ah, my head hurts!"

"Don't worry, don't worry. If you can't remember, we'll think about it slowly. Brother Zong, why don't you take a nap first and take a look after drinking the medicine. I'll be with you. If you want to know anything, I can tell you."

"Brother Zong, you can't leave me alone!"

As she spoke, Huang Xiaojuan actually started crying. Tears as big as beans flowed from her eyes, and her face was full of concern.

This look reminded Su Mo of his sister.

For a moment, he didn't have the idea of ​​teasing her anymore, so he nodded and walked down from the bed with the help of Huang Xiaojuan.

"I'll go to the window to take a look. It's a bit stuffy."

As soon as the voice fell, seeing Huang Xiaojuan quickly lowered her body to put on her shoes, Su Mo paused, and a softness rose on his stiff face.

Before this, he thought that the original owner might have some unclear relationship with Huang Xiaojuan.

But now it seems that the relationship between the two may really be a pure brother-sister relationship.

"Well, this relationship can just use her as a breakthrough point, so that I can know what has happened in the wasteland in the past eight years."

Putting on well-made leather flat shoes, with the support of Huang Xiaojuan, Su Mo walked slowly but firmly towards the window.

One step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

The big bed is not far from the window.

Taking a deep breath, looking at the window that is close at hand, Su Mo took the last step, stood in front of it and looked out.

At this moment.

A world that has never been seen before, even unimaginable, began to appear in front of him for the first time.