Global Wasteland: Shelter Infinite Upgrade
Chapter 47

Silly Prisoner, Small Progress in Life!

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"It looks like this Kobold Warlock has something wrong with his head. I've already pinned you to the ground, so what are you grinning about?"

After taking out Psionic Water to keep the kobold alive, Su Mo saw that the fellow was still laughing. He simply punched him, making sure the idiot understood the situation.

"Oreo, come over and help. Keep an eye on him. Don't let him wake up."

Upon receiving the order, Oreo became extremely excited.

Happiness shone across his black-and-white dog face.

Perhaps in his world, guarding the fellow who had "disfigured" him was even more satisfying than eating a feast.

"Five kobolds dropped three wooden chests and one Bronze Box. Killing these things seems pretty profitable."

As time passed, the kobold who had been shot to death was finally judged completely dead by the Game Panel, and a chest dropped.

For some reason, the first Kobold Warlock Su Mo had shot to death this time hadn't dropped a Silver Box. It had only dropped a Bronze Box.

With a hint of regret, Su Mo gathered all the chests together and began opening them.

Record: You obtained Wahaha Mineral Water 500 ml * 2 Record: You obtained Chili Water 30 ml * 1 Record: You obtained Vegetable Oil 5 L * 1 Record: You obtained one bag of Sichuan Peppercorn Seeds Record: You obtained one skateboard

"Vegetable Oil? What a great thing to get."

After putting the other four items into his Storage Space, Su Mo took out the Vegetable Oil bearing Golden Dragon Fish packaging.

Under the sunlight, the Vegetable Oil was dyed with a pure golden glow.

"Once my crops grow, maybe I can stir-fry some vegetables. Then I can make some noodles."

"No, I'll make a bowl of Beef Oil Splash Noodles today. Who could resist that?"

Just imagining the wonderful taste of Oil Splash Noodles made Su Mo feel as though he had bitten into a plum, and countless streams of sour saliva gushed into his mouth.

His stomach, which hadn't been hungry before, began to growl.

In his excellent mood, Su Mo's eyes filled with excitement when he looked at the kobolds sprawled across the ground.

Kobolds really were my treasures.

Taking out the shovel from his Storage Space, Su Mo found a relatively secluded spot and began digging a pit.

Although this simple burial wouldn't accomplish much, Su Mo had decided to bury these kobolds who looked somewhat similar to humans, hoping it would delay the kobolds' search.

Having dug a pit and buried someone once before, Su Mo was much more practiced this time.

With just a few moves, he dug a pit even larger than the previous one.

After tossing all the dead kobolds into the pit one by one, Su Mo opened his Storage Space again and took out the wooden barrels that had been holding the two kobolds in the ruins, placing them in the large pit as well before burying everything.

Su Mo was like a diligent farmer, laboriously tilling the barren earth.

Drops of sweat slid from his forehead, fell into the deep pit, and mixed with the soil.

In the apocalypse, not only were human lives treated like grass—the monsters also had to follow the law of the Survival of the Fittest.

When everything was done, Su Mo took out the Straw Rope he had used to descend into the ruins that day. He walked up to the Kobold Warlock and began tying him up.

One loop, two loops, three loops. The three-meter-long straw rope wrapped around him five full times. From top to bottom, the Kobold Warlock was nearly wrapped into a zongzi.

Su Mo nodded in satisfaction.

Oreo hurriedly nodded in satisfaction as well.

Under the setting sun, the shadows of the man and dog stretched endlessly, as if they had become the only protagonists in this little world.

"Ugh, I'm so thirsty. It hurts so much. Why can't I feel my arm at all?"

A hazy feeling rose from Mundi's mind. He struggled to lift his eyelids, which felt as though they were weighed down by a thousand kilograms, and looked ahead.

Pitch-black, yet very clean—that was his first impression of the place.

This stone cave not only lacked the stench of Kobold Castle, but also carried a natural fragrance of earth mixed with sunlight.

Mundi laboriously turned his head and looked toward the only place with light.

"What is glowing? Why is the light so gentle?"

An object smaller than a fist radiated light in the pitch-black cave at night, illuminating one corner and, incidentally, illuminating the man who looked like a god of death.

From Mundi's perspective, the man reluctantly lifted a small white bag from somewhere and used a bowl to scoop out a bowl of white, powdery stuff.

The man grabbed a handful of water and began working on a wooden board.

After a long while, the man picked up strips of white, elongated objects one by one and put them into a pot of boiling water.

A rich, savory aroma immediately wafted from the pot.

"He wants to recruit me? I heard that humans use delicious food and women to tempt prisoners. It seems even I, Mundi, will get to enjoy such treatment one day."

"He's so reluctant to use these things. He probably can't bear to eat them himself and wants to use them to make me surrender, right?"

"Should I eat it right away, or pretend to be loyal and wait until he begs me before eating?"

A smile spread across Mundi's face. He seemed to have already envisioned the man tempting him to surrender.

However, how could this pitiful kobold understand human cuisine? When the man poured a little more of something from a small bottle, it sizzled, and a spicy, savory aroma instantly filled the cave.

"What kind of heavenly delicacy is this?"

Although Mundi's dog mouth inexplicably seemed to have a leak, a long string of drool still hung from the corners of his mouth.

A stimulating aroma entered his mouth, traveled down to his stomach, and finally reached his entire brain.

An inexplicable feeling of happiness spread through him, as if every cell were breathing.

Mundi swore that he had never seen food like this, not even at the annual clan sacrifice!

The man finally finished everything. He divided the food in the pot into two bowls, pouring one bowl into the basin of the lowly dogkin still crawling on the ground.

After pouring the other bowl into a small basin, Mundi's smile was almost impossible to control.

He was envious and jealous that this lowly dogkin could eat such delicious food. At the same time, he was eagerly anticipating the god-of-death man begging him to eat the food and personally recruiting him as his vanguard general!

However—

"What fists as big as fireballs!"

"Good grief, this kobold's head really is broken. I never thought I'd capture an idiot. What a huge loss!"

Having just finished making the Beef Oil Splash Noodles, Su Mo caught sight of the awakened Kobold Warlock sitting on the ground and grinning foolishly.

Although he had already been bound several times, tightly enough to cut into his flesh, the kobold seemed completely unaware of it. He opened his dog mouth and laughed, panting.

Su Mo couldn't stand that expression. He punched him again, letting the fellow have a good rest.

"If only I had some garlic, and a little chopped green onion!"

Seeing the kobold collapse unconscious again, Su Mo patted his hands in satisfaction and returned to his bowl of noodles.

Noodles without garlic were only half as fragrant.

His bowl contained chili oil, dried beef, and dehydrated vegetables, but it lacked the garlic favored by the people of Shaanxi. The taste was still missing something.

With a hint of regret, Su Mo quickly began shoveling the noodles into his mouth.

From the corner of his eye, he saw that Oreo had almost finished his portion. If Su Mo hadn't finished by then, Oreo would start whining and begging for more.

He wolfed down the noodles with loud slurps, then drank a large cup of Psionic Water to wash it all down.

Su Mo was satisfied! Oreo was satisfied too!

The man and dog sprawled where they were, enjoying the hard-won peaceful time after a delicious meal.

However, in the pitch-black corner, on the slightly aggrieved and frightened dog face, a tear quietly slid down the corner of the Kobold Warlock's eye.

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