Chapter 257： Migrate! Candlelight ignites hope! (1/2)

Mind the remote control game panel to open the market.

When the market is open, only the goods need to be broken in half, and no disaster points are required, Somo narrowed his eyes and looked over.

Sure enough, the current price of basic materials is as expected and has begun to fall.

Many people even wrote tearful sales under their trading items.

Of course, as a ”gift” of nature, these basic materials are just some labor and time.

For the wasteland refugees, labor and time are always the least valuable things.

Since you can't take it with you, as long as you can sell it, you will never lose.

”Wait, wait until tomorrow when you wake up to see the price!”

It’s dead in the night, it’s almost half past three, on a slightly lonely bed. After reading a few pages of prices again, Somo only feels sleepy in his eyes.

, holding on to sleepiness, opened the friends panel and found Chen Shen's portrait. After confessing a long list of things, Somo closed the panel satisfactorily.

”Everything is arranged in order, just wait for tomorrow to start work!”

After making sure that everything has been arranged, he picked up the water cup by the bed and drank a large mouthful of nether energy water to help sleep. Listening to Moore's snoring from time to time in the second floor, Somo's breathing gradually became heavier.

When you come to the wasteland, whether it is a high-ranking official, a trillion-dollar businessman, or even some people with a nervous breakdown, as long as they work for a day, they can sleep peacefully in storage.

Within three or five minutes, the underground refuge fell into a calm, like a giant beast crawling on the wasteland, constantly vomiting the coming darkness.

His eyes were raised, so Somo would naturally not know, but on this night, the wasteland was not peaceful.

To get rid of the human beings who have been divided into three major genres, this kind of life is not easy for the alien race.

Without human planting skills, the lucky aliens can barely find fruit trees that grow sturdily and rely on the fruits to satisfy their hunger.

If you have bad luck, you can only eat grass.

As for some carnivorous alien races on weekdays, except for a few who are as powerful as tauren, most of them have to go hungry and survive these difficult nights.

As Somo expected, the update of the marine version is not only known to humans, but also to these aliens through other channels.

But before sending to this land, all alien races have enough psychological preparation.

At this time, in addition to the initial panic, some races have already begun to prepare supplies for crossing the ocean and heading to the New World.

What should I do if there is no food?

Then you can only grab, the foreign races grab the foreign races, the foreign races grab the humans, the humans beat and kill the foreign races, the foreign races and the foreign races are in flames, the human oriole is behind...

From today, except for the areas around the depressions that have been completely cleaned up, other places are destined to set off a **** storm before the ocean begins!

The night is long, and the dawn of dawn seems to be difficult to come again and descend on the earth.

Fortunately, the black clouds in the sky finally dispersed, allowing Yuehua to have a short time to favor the wilderness below.

Time passed by one minute and one second, and in a blink of an eye, at about six o'clock in the morning, the familiar sun climbed up from the horizon again and began to perform the routine work of the day.

On the Great Plains, the people in the Candlelight Refuge were no exception. Everyone woke up early in the morning.

After three disasters, with the help of Somo, each refugee of all mankind can collect up to 100 disaster points to open their own storage space.

Ordinary refugees in the Candlelight Refuge, from the moment they woke up, after receiving a brief order, they excitedly began to pack up the things they had accumulated in the wasteland this month.

Of course, there are not many of these things, except for one or two pieces of clothing, and the food that is occasionally saved on the mouth, more of them are small offal.

The guards of the refuge were also sitting on the big rock at the entrance of the village, one by one, enthusiastically grinding the iron spears on their hands.

The rushing sparks burst from the stone and fell on the ground. These people were full of enthusiasm even though their hands were painful.

However, there is one thing in common. Whether it is a security guard or an ordinary person, their eyes will be swept away from time to time...

kitchen!

Food is food to safety first.

After announcing a big meal in the morning, all the kitchen ladies began to nervously prepare enough food and supplies for more than 100 people to eat for a day.

The snow-white flour is fermented and made into big white steamed buns, mixed with drooling noodle aroma.

Boil the firewood, put it on the steamer, and the steam will evaporate soon.

Fresh cabbage and carrots are watered, then cut into small strips, fed with chili and salt and vinegar, and stirred slightly to make two fresh side dishes.

Soybeans were poured into the water and boiled very softly. With the heat from the side of the pot, it swept through everyone's nose with a terrifying fragrance.

This kind of thrill on the taste buds, even Chen Shen, the steward of the current shelter, was absent-minded when doing things in the morning.

Fortunately, after eight o'clock, it was time for breakfast. Except for the necessary security guards, everyone else tacitly took their own bench and sat in the ”large square” of the village. superior.

Even though everyone received a short order in the morning, and after only a few words and speculations among the people, they already knew what was likely to happen after today.

But for the first important meeting in the village, the milestone event to be announced, these people are still looking forward to it.

Even the smell coming from the kitchen is far worse than this.

”Ahem... everyone quiet down!”

Seeing that everyone was seated in their positions, and after the leader of each group had finished naming their names, Chen Shen coughed twice and stood on the prepared platform.

Chen Shen is not tall, about 175 or so. After working for a period of time, his face is dark, but he is out of the childishness of the students.

In addition to the ”trust” of Somo now, between every move, there is still a bit of leadership.

The villagers of Zhuhuo Village below immediately calmed down as soon as they said this, and for a while, only the slightly thick breathing of everyone was left.

”Gather everyone here today and look at everyone's reactions. I think you can guess some of the reasons too!”

”Yes, today is our first national meeting in Zhuhuo Village and the last national meeting in Zhuhuo Village!”

Wow!

Happiness, Happiness, Happiness, Happiness, Happiness!