Requesting to Board, Historic Meeting!

Throughout history, Chinese heroes have emphasized self-sacrifice, advocating for the sacrifice of the individual for the greater good.

Before shining in their final battle, most of these heroes possessed the will to persevere and be rewarded, the accumulation of ten years of hard work and experience, the resilience to overcome pressure, and the humility to leave quietly and remain unknown after accomplishing their goals.

Such character, placed in a civilized era and on Earth, is certainly worthy of the admiration of future generations.

However, in today's post-apocalyptic wasteland, it has no effect of "bringing the dead back to life" for any of the survivors.

Without viewing "American-style Hero" through a biased lens, given the current circumstances, all survivors do indeed need someone to step forward.

A person who can bring hope to all! In the darkness, the sun shines brightly.

The orange-yellow light shone down on everyone from afar, driving away all the darkness.

Although everyone wore solemn expressions, as the high-speed explosion gradually subsided, they still curiously raised their heads to look at the source of the light.

Everyone was curious about Su God's car.

Everyone is eagerly anticipating what kind of surprise Su God, representing the pinnacle of human strength, will bring.

But surprisingly, just by looking at it, thousands of people on the deck were so shocked that they stood up immediately.

In their view, the once empty sea surface suddenly split open as if it had been cleaved by the Ocean God's Trident.

Within this gap, the light source seen from afar, like Dragon Ball ball, slowly rose from below.

Enveloped in an orange-yellow light, no one could see what was inside.

However, on the outer layer of the light sphere, there were two familiar Chinese characters floating and rolling around like incantations, driving all the seawater into it.

"Hope?"

"See?"

Unconsciously, many people were silently reciting it as they watched.

But the next second, they suddenly realized the meaning of those two characters and gasped! In an instant, the emotions in the hearts of all the Chinese people present were ignited! In times of crisis, the twelve meteors shook the heavens and the earth! In times of hardship, the great sun of hope appeared with miraculous power! This is Su God!

This is Su God from China! This time, he has once again not let anyone down! This time, he will once again stand up and lead everyone through this difficult time!

About ten seconds later, the Light Shield slowly disappeared from the bow of the ship.

But with the magical groundwork laid beforehand, everything seemed perfectly natural when the ships inside appeared.

Everyone cheered, everyone celebrated.

Although they couldn't see the true shape of the small figure on the bow of the ship, just looking at it from afar gave them a sense of security.

However, what they didn't know was...

Standing at the bow of the ship, Su God was also incredibly excited! "Gonggong, that ship in the north 29 direction, get close to it immediately, and be careful to avoid a collision!"

After briefly surveying the surrounding ships, Su Mo, with his exceptional eyesight, instantly locked onto the Tundra in the fleet.

Unlike the powerful Sailing Battleship shown in Lu Yongyi's video.

Today, all the sails and masts of the Tundra are broken, and the surface of the hull is covered with gray-black bloodstains.

Through these traces, Su Mo could sense the ferocity of the previous battle.

Fortunately, we made it in time! "Captain Lu Yongyi, the Hope is approaching your fleet's Tundra and requests boarding!"

"Captain Su Mo, welcome aboard! Our fleet, the Tundra, is ready to board. Please proceed north at 34 degrees!"

Two messages appeared one after the other in the Area Channel.

In front of hundreds of thousands of people.

This moment, destined to be a significant chapter in the history of humanity's rise in the wasteland, is deeply etched into everyone's mind.

This was a historic meeting, and the beginning of humanity's true rise in the wasteland.

Under the blazing firelight, everyone watched quietly, admiring the graceful sailing of the Hope on the sea.

It took six minutes and nineteen seconds for the two boats to dock together.

Under Gonggong's control, the anchor of the Hope was slowly lowered, and two sturdy steel ropes naturally dangled from the ship.

The Tundra had crew members from Earth on board, and they naturally recognized the purpose of the two ropes.

After two minutes of binding, once the two ships were completely secured together, a figure clad in Black Armor appeared beside the Hope's railing.

The next second, to everyone's horror, the figure took out a pulley buckle, attached it to the rope, and swooped down like a falcon.

"Quickly, find a mat!"

"It's too late! Everyone get up there and catch them! There can't be any accidents!"

With Liu Neng's shout, everyone panicked and tried to rush forward, using their bodies as cushions.

But as the Black Armor figure approached the deck of the Tundra, it leaped into the air, miraculously swaying in mid-air to dissipate its power, before landing steadily on the deck.

This routine is even more flashy than what gymnasts do.

But the visual impact of that instant left every crew member with an unforgettable smile.

This is Su God, this is the strongest! The ceiling of human combat power, truly terrifying! However, even though the figure stood still, the crew did not rush up to him like fans in civilized times would scream and shout when they saw their idol.

With eyes filled with awe and reverence, everyone raised their right hands and saluted in unison!

This is the highest form of welcome and the most solemn expression of gratitude.

Everyone looked on with gratitude and solemnity, staring at the only two people in the room besides Su Mo who did not salute.

The first person was Lu Yongyi, which didn't surprise anyone.

But the second person didn't give everyone time to react. The Black Armor figure raised his hand and removed his mask, revealing a face that was unusually young, yet incredibly familiar to everyone.

The second person, to the astonishment of all the crew members, rushed forward and leaped into the figure's arms! "Brother! Waaah! Why did you take so long? They killed so many of us! Waaah! They took our hostages! They almost killed us!"

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Upon hearing this slightly sobbing whimper, all the crew members choked on their words before they could even utter them.

Wait, bro?

Wait, what's going on?!

Apart from Lu Yongyi and Shen Ke, who were standing at the back and showed a hint of realization on their faces, the other crew members were all stunned! Before their eyes, Su God, who was famous throughout the wasteland, did not push the figure away, but instead held the other person tightly.

"Brother's here. Don't worry, we're safe now. No one will dare to bully us anymore!"

"Brother, I promise you!"

In the Title Ruins, during their brief meeting, Su Mo thought he could control the surging emotions in his heart after the reunion.

But at this moment, after hugging his sister and feeling her sobs, he still broke down!

Ignoring the strange looks from those around him, Su Mo gently patted and comforted her.

Time seemed to slow down.

The wasteland, which was originally fraught with danger, gave everyone a sense of security, as if they had returned to Earth, thanks to this scene.

After a long while, seeing that Su Chan had stopped sobbing and instead shyly broke free from his embrace and hid behind him, Su Mo smiled, took two steps forward, and extended his right hand.

"Nice to meet you, Director Lu!"

"Nice to meet you, Su God!"

With body temperatures over 30 degrees Celsius, under everyone's gaze, their palms touched and then clasped tightly.

At this moment, bound by family and friendship, Su God shed his divine halo.

But at this very moment, this young Su God evoked a deep sense of warmth and familiarity in everyone.

It was 1:33 AM, almost half an hour before the game update was complete.

The embers from the 12 Rocket Propelled Grenades that exploded were still burning.

The smoke from the burning of the alien wooden ship made the entire sky hazy.

Amidst the blood-stained sea, figures hurried about.

The younger children were responsible for cleaning up the battlefield. They busily grabbed the discarded materials floating on the sea while excitedly "scrambling" for the treasure chests that bobbed up and down with the waves.

The older crew members split into two teams: one team, carrying materials and tools gathered from the fleet, was responsible for repairing the damage on the ships, while the other team collected the remains of the deceased.

The smell of gunpowder still lingered in the air.

The Hope welcomed its first batch of "strangers" since its launch.

Led by Su Chan, the twenty-six surviving captains, including Shen Ke, Liu Neng, and Zhang Long, looked around like country bumpkins visiting the Grand View Garden, touching and looking at everything.

Although Moore's initial enthusiasm startled them, they quickly bonded over their interactions.

Then, they followed the way the host entertained the guests.

Watching Moore skillfully lead everyone down to the deck for a tour, Lu Yongyi, who had been standing at the bow of the ship alongside Su Mo, finally revealed a relieved and relaxed smile.

"Su Mo, we really have to thank you for coming to our rescue in time. Otherwise, out of our hundreds of thousands of people, even if we survived, very few of us would be left."

Su Mo smiled and shook his head, "Old Lu, you're being too polite. Actually, I should thank you for taking care of my sister all this way. If it weren't for your ruthless methods, how could the fleet have survived until today?"

Lu Yongyi laughed, "Haha, only you could praise me like that, I love hearing it!"

Lu Yongyi is an upright and good person. Having had previous contact, the two got along very well, with no awkwardness at all. Instead, it felt like old friends meeting again.

Without realizing it, a few polite words were exchanged, and the matter of Su Chan was thus brought to a close.

When the brother and sister recognized each other, Lu Yongyi had already figured out the cause and effect.

But this cause and effect did not make Lu Yongyi feel uncomfortable; on the contrary, it gave him an unprecedented sense of security.

There is no such thing as a free lunch, nor is there any favor given away for nothing.

Since the end of the second disaster, in the subsequent transactions and exchanges, although the Tundra Shelter has given something, it is incomparable to what Su Mo has given.

The subsequent gun support felt like a windfall, leaving Lu Yongyi feeling uneasy.

But now, he understands! He also knows that it's because of Su Chan's "family reunion" that he understands.

Given Su Mo's current personality, as long as the Tundra Shelter doesn't do anything outrageous, the two sides can maintain their amicable relationship in the years to come.

Even if things don't turn out to be as disastrous as before, it's still a huge opportunity for the Tundra Shelter!

"By the way, Su Mo, you mentioned before that you wanted to trigger a tsunami on the last day of the Three Races War. I wonder if there's anything we can do to help!"

Touching the iron railings on the Hope with a sigh, Lu Yongyi's eyes flashed with envy before he spoke thoughtfully.

The perilous situation of the Tundra Fleet is merely a microcosm of humanity's plight on the wasteland ocean.

Here, they can receive Su Mo's support and be rescued.

But in this wasteland, countless humans still struggle on the brink of life and death.

For these people, they not only have to deal with these crazy alien races, but also cope with increasingly exaggerated tsunamis.

The sooner the tsunami can be dealt with, the sooner the pressure on these people can be greatly relieved.

"Help? You can't help me!"

Seeing Lu Yongyi's slightly surprised look, Su Mo pointed to the alien defensive positions in the distance and grinned. "Only they can help me!"