My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

Panda Novel

Among the vast mountains.

As soon as Su Mo took off, he soared hurriedly in the direction they had previously traveled for fear that Sun Bahu would go berserk and bombard the surroundings.

It was late at night. The thunderstorm, snow, and strong winds showed no signs of stopping soon.

The whistling wind and fluttering snow slammed into the protective barrier surrounding the magic carpet as soon as the flight speed reached 20 meters per second, causing a rustling sound.

Occasionally, a flash of lightning would strike the protective barrier, causing a crackling sound enough to make one tremble.

Fortunately, apart from the overpriced flying time that cost one thousand disaster points for one minute, the safety of the magic carpet was reassuring, and it could easily resist lightning strikes.

Speeding all the way, it only took about 40 seconds for Su Mo to successfully fly past the snow-capped mountain and arrive at the next peak.

'Should I inform Tianmin and the others…'

Su Mo turned to look at their campsite on the snow-capped mountain that had gradually disappeared from his sight. Then, he glanced at the dark and cold snowy mountain below him.

After thinking about how little time he had left, Su Mo calmed down and continued to control the magic carpet to fly forward.

Before the decisive battle, he had already fully prepared and instructed the soldiers.

After leaving along the secret passage they opened up on the mountain, the soldiers would split up into several teams and travel toward their meeting point from different directions.

Traveling by foot, the teams were expected to gather at the secret trading realm's portal they had previously explored.

The large and slow all-terrain climbing car was transported to the foot of the mountain in advance and hidden in an opened ice cave.

Additionally, Su Mo had removed the engine and temporarily placed it in his storage space in case the plan failed, and the other party searched the mountain and found the climbing car.

While deep in thought, the magic carpet had unknowingly soared through the sky for another minute.

Su Mo had passed two mountains in just two minutes and saved plenty of effort!

He controlled the magic carpet and landed it on an open snow-covered field. Su Mo squatted down and took out a handset radio from the tool bag carried by Oreo.

Then, he tried to make a connection through the channel he had previously set up.

Unfortunately, only annoying static noises could be heard, probably due to the long distance or the increased shielding strength.

'It's not getting through. Forget it. They must have discovered Sun Bahu's tragic situation and know I won.'

Su Mo threw the handset radio back into the tool bag. He glanced at Oreo's excited expression and smiled. Then, he simply sat on the ground.

The time he spent on the wasteland had passed by quickly. It was as if three to five months would pass in just a blink of an eye, making one unable to feel the ticking time.

At the same time, time would pass by slowly in some instances.

Su Mo gradually forgot his leisure days when he first transmigrated to the wasteland.

In the past, he did not have the burden of a thousand plus people on his shoulder nor the slightest thoughts of working hard for humanity's future. Neither did he have the ambition to lead a territory in the doomsday wasteland.

Back then, he wanted to reunite with his sister and parents in his underground shelter and live safely in the wasteland.

However, even though he did not notice when it started, his initial plans had strayed, and he began journeying on a completely different path. It was already impossible for him to stop.

He had gone too far down the road, and the bonds made along the way grew deeper.

Unless the natural disasters of the wasteland stopped, it would be impossible for him to have any leisure time.

It was hard. Extremely hard.