One Slash! Carve Out His Future!
He was dressed in Gray Silver Armor, with a pure black Combat Suit underneath, and held a long Martial Arts Spear.
The villagers of Hope Village had rarely seen Su Mo in full armor, and their sudden sight of him caused a stir.
With his handsome face and this outfit, if he were to be paired with a white horse, he would be a perfect post-apocalyptic version of "Zhao Zilong".
This sight not only made the female villagers in Hope Village drool, but also stirred the blood of some male villagers who still dreamed of being heroes.
Everyone has been young once!
Who hasn't had an incredibly cringeworthy dream?
Such a battle-hardened general's attire would make him the center of attention, not only in the wasteland but also at any cosplay exhibition on Earth.
"Ahem, everyone, gather around quickly!"
"You've met the director before, why are you acting like such a lovesick fool!"
After a moment of surprise, and realizing that Su Mo had walked over a hundred meters while everyone was still swooning over him, Qi Qin, who was standing above, coughed twice and helplessly tapped the Bronze Gong in his hand.
Good heavens, other people's shelter directors rely on force and cunning.
But in Hope Village, Qi Qin believed that even if Su Mo lost his strength, he could still sit firmly on the director's seat without any sway.
This charm, wow, it's terrifying!
Fortunately, shouting was useless, but the physical response from the Bronze Gong was effective.
With three crisp gong sounds, everyone finally came to their senses and hurriedly found their positions under the leadership of their squad leader.
After nearly two months of training, compared to the crooked and awkward formation at the beginning, this formation really does look like an army waiting for inspection.
Amidst the admiring gazes of everyone, after circling the procession once, Su Mo arrived at the archway at the very front of the procession, followed by Chen Shen, who also gestured forward.
Controlling the timing, after a few secret hand gestures, a speaker was brought out, along with a microphone that had already been connected, and handed to Chen Shen.
"Ahem, it's Wasteland time now, February 16th, 8:55 AM."
"With only five minutes left until the Ribbon-Cutting Ceremony for our destroyer, I think everyone is already bursting with excitement."
Clap clap clap clap! Thunderous applause! "From relocating from the plains to a low-lying area, from living hand to mouth to having enough to eat and wear today, this destroyer has witnessed the transformative development of Hope Village."
"As the village chief of Hope Village, I often think after I fall asleep at night, what if we weren't following our Director Su Mo today, or the Su God in everyone's hearts?"
"We are now facing the impending arrival of the ocean, and we will feel utterly helpless!"
"How terrified we would be to face thousands of kobolds!"
"But fortunately, we were lucky. Our Su God was willing to take us in. It was Su God who gave us this platform, and it was also..."
A speech delivered without notes!
Ever since Su Mo took the lead in giving a speech, the management team of Hope Village has been practicing extra every night, and their professional skills have improved rapidly.
Using a small example to illustrate a larger point, Chen Shen, standing on the high platform, used the last five minutes to slowly summarize all the changes that have taken place in Hope Village, from its initial establishment to its relocation.
The villagers below, their expressions mirroring Chen Shen's speech, sometimes lamented the hardships of the past, and other times applauded and cheered for the current development.
Standing to the side, Su Mo listened with great interest to Chen Shen's emotionally charged speech.
Just as Chen Shen said, all the villagers in Hope Village are currently "lucky" people.
If it weren't for Su Mo, even in the best-case scenario, everyone would have food and drink and wouldn't have to worry about safety.
But with the impending Ocean Disaster looming, everyone is also worried about how to reach the New Continent.
How could it be like now, after a hearty breakfast, dressed in clean clothes, standing energetically in front of the destroyer to participate in the Ribbon-Cutting Ceremony?
Chen Shen was very well prepared, not only in terms of the content of the manuscript, but also in terms of absolute precision in timing.
As the clock approached nine o'clock, Chen Shen changed his tone, his voice becoming impassioned. "For every bowl of rice and every spoonful of porridge, we should remember how hard it was to come by; for every thread and every piece of cloth, we should always remember the difficulty in obtaining resources."
"Living in Hope Village, we should cherish hope; under the protection of Su God, we should forever remember Su God's kindness."
"Now, it is almost nine o'clock, and I hereby announce..."
"Hope Village's first large-scale gathering, the destroyer Ribbon-Cutting Ceremony, officially begins!!!"
Snap snap snap snap snap snap!
As Chen Shen finished speaking, Wu Feiguang, who had been eager to try it out, instantly lit the long firecrackers hanging on the steps.
As the firecrackers exploded and the familiar smell of gunpowder filled the air, everyone felt as if they had returned to Earth.
Peace and tranquility! There's no need to fear the present, nor to be confused about the future.
The sound of firecrackers filled the air, and the celebration reached its climax.
Stepping forward, under everyone's gaze, Chen Shen solemnly handed over the microphone, giving Su Mo the right to speak.
Wow! No organization was present; the moment Su Mo picked up the microphone, applause erupted, louder than firecrackers.
Furthermore, after a few seconds of adjustment, when everyone's clapping frequency was similar, the sound was not only uniform but also even more awe-inspiring.
At this moment, under the azure sky, above the verdant valley.
Looking at the villagers who were so excited they couldn't contain themselves, Su Mo picked up the microphone, but the thousand words he had prepared were gone, and the inspiring speech was no more.
Just like in the Iron Man movies on Earth, where Downey prepared a thousand words for the press conference, but upon seeing the crowd below, he ultimately only had one sentence left. "I am Iron Man."
Such a scene no longer needs words to stir emotions, nor does it need any extra steps to create atmosphere.
All you need to do is pick up the scissors, and that's the climax! Throw the microphone aside and listen to the dull thud as it hits the ground.
Removing his mask, and to everyone's astonishment, Su Mo snatched the scissors from Chen Shen's hand and made a historic cut into the ribbon! This cut cleaved through the fog that had stood before everyone! This cut also ushered in a new chapter in the wasteland's history! This cut marked humanity's official return to the Steel Age in the wasteland, and was the prelude to the Hope's imminent dominance on the wasteland ocean! After the ribbon fell, Qi Qin and Chen Shen, who were standing nearby, quickly realized what Su Mo had done.
Without hesitation, at Su Mo's request, all the formalities were eliminated.
The Ribbon-Cutting Ceremony really just turned into ribbon-cutting and plaque hanging! As Chen Shen slightly reached into the air, a finished Wooden Tag flew out and landed steadily in the hands of the two.
On the wooden board, elegant and beautiful Chinese characters leapt out, and upon closer inspection, it is the new name of the destroyer that was prepared long ago!
Bastion-class, Type 03 - Destroyer!
Hope! The bright red plaque bears large, golden characters.
Under the bright sunshine after the rain, the plaque seemed to radiate its own light, attracting everyone's attention.
Built on steel and guided by the call of hope, this ship at sea is not only the hope of the villagers, but also a manifestation of humanity's highest fighting power.
In the future, piloting this Hope Ship, Su Mo will not only bring hope to his sister, but also to his fellow ordinary humans who are about to fall into the vortex!
Soma solemnly accepted the plaque, straightened his back, and after hanging the plaque on the archway and securing it, Su Mo jumped down from the mobile scaffolding.
"After the ribbon-cutting ceremony, everyone boarded the ship. We'll have lunch on the ship!"
Swoosh! Thunderous applause and cheers erupted again. Standing on the high platform, watching the three lion-men behind him cheer as well, Su Mo nodded and strode into the back of the archway.
Red cloth covered the stair railings, and looking up at the steps leading directly to the deck, Su Mo took a historic step in everyone's eyes! Thump. Thump. Thump. With each step, his armored boots made intimate contact with the floor, creating a thunderous sound.
The solid wood steps are of excellent quality, and with the support of the scaffolding above and below, there is no problem for more than ten people to pass through at a time.
Following behind Su Mo, all the management team began to ascend the steps in an orderly fashion, slowly making their way up to the 21-meter-high destroyer deck.
When sailing at sea, the ship's height will drop to 16 meters due to its draft.
But on this land, with scaffolding for support, the Hope is currently a solid 21 meters tall, comparable to Seventh Floor building on Earth.
In this open-air environment, everyone walked steadily up a wooden ladder, and at the same time, they could see the extremely high level of craftsmanship on the destroyer more clearly.
There are many stitches on the hull, but apart from the important joints, the other stitches are almost imperceptible, as if the steel plates were originally one piece.
As for the large seam that connects the entire ship, it is like a sharp sword, running from bow to stern, full of the artistic beauty of steel.
Even before seeing the deck, everyone was already filled with immense anticipation for the interior of the warship.
Filled with curiosity, as the last person stepped onto the wooden stairs, Su Mo, who was at the front, had already stepped onto the Main Deck of the Hope.