"Get ready. We should head back."
Looking at the vast map surveyed by the Adventurer Terminal, Su Mo was deeply satisfied.
At this rate, they might be able to finish surveying the outskirts in a few days and summon the ravenous scavengers in the village to clean them out.
It was not only the small objects deemed "worthless" that had value. Even the hard-to-transport concrete, rebar, and old furniture were worth quite a bit.
As for the high-rise district farther in, Su Mo was not foolish. He knew the village's combat strength very well.
In the future wasteland, it had been the great battle at the end of the year that forced the village militia's combat strength to undergo a qualitative transformation. Tempered through blood and tears, they had ultimately achieved a battle feat that shook the entire wasteland.
Now that the game update had postponed the great battle, Qinggang City had become a substitute. They could use a gentler method to improve step by step.
There was no need to rush.
They could not rush.
"Director, I keep feeling like something nearby is spying on us." Feng Long slipped out from a corner, shook the mud from his hands, and scanned the surrounding fog warily as he asked.
Su Mo's helmet sprang open, revealing his face. He answered casually.
"It might be the locals around here."
"The locals? Shouldn't we chase after them, then?"
"Chase them? Fight them to the death in this unfamiliar environment?" Su Mo laughed. "This isn't the Blue Star of Butterfly Universe. Qinggang City isn't going to grow legs and run away."
"It won't run away."
Feng Long shut his mouth, seeming to understand but not fully understanding.
His thoughts had been a little rigid just now. He was only worried that these people were