Carrying four steamed buns, Sumo focused on inspecting the richness of the market.

Hmm.

It's much better than just ramen, flatbread, and skewers at the beginning.

It is no exaggeration to say that those cooks are now going crazy in order to gain experience.

Basically all the foods that once existed on the earth have been reproduced by these people, with dozens of varieties.

After finding a random spicy soup stall, Sumo sat down with a smile and mingled with the crowd in an unusually low-key manner and finished his breakfast.

At first, no one found him.

But it wasn't until a mountain-like bowl was placed on the table that it attracted more and more people's attention.

"Oh, I accidentally ate so much."

As their physical fitness becomes more and more inhuman, each player's food intake is actually increasing.

Especially those who escaped from the academy base and evolved once, their food intake is basically more than three times that of ordinary people.

Seeing that people were about to gather around him, Su Mo wiped his mouth, quickly dropped the money for five bowls of spicy soup and three flatbreads and left quickly.

However, some sharp-eyed people saw him and exclaimed loudly.

"Damn it, Lord, am I right? He actually eats food from the stalls like us."

"What's wrong with the stall? It's better to eat at the stall!"

"Damn, is this spicy soup so fragrant? No, I have to have a bowl to try."

"Quickly, give me a bowl of soup made with the same style as the lord!"

"There are also Xiao Long Bao. Come on, let's see where they sell Xiao Long Bao?"

"Here are the buns, I have Xiao Long Bao here!" Hu Teng, who had been paying attention to this place for a long time, shouted quickly, attracting many diners to gather around.

5 iron coins per cage is quite expensive to be honest.

But when they thought it was the same style as the Lord, the people queuing up on the spot immediately formed a long queue, which made Hu Teng almost burst into laughter.

Seeing all these changes from a distance, Sumo smiled and continued walking towards the village with his head down.

I don’t know when it started, but all the ground in the village hardened.

Nowadays, the rough gravel roads have completely disappeared and have been replaced by clean and tidy cement roads.

Several main roads are specially paved with dark and shiny asphalt, and you can vaguely smell a familiar road smell.

As time goes by, all the prefabricated houses originally used for living on both sides of the road have been demolished.

Although it still replaces the Datongbu-style dormitory, it has made a qualitative leap in terms of warmth retention and sturdiness.

He didn't go in to disturb the villagers' long-awaited rest day.

Sumo looked inside through the window and found that most of the people were still sleeping under the covers.

From the smiles on their faces even after falling asleep, it can be seen that their lives are obviously going well.

If natural disasters hadn't struck at a scheduled time, it might not have taken long before we could return to normal life in the civilized era.

After walking around for a while, I found that the shops in the village were not open in the early morning because it was a holiday.

After reviewing the progress of the second phase of the Hope Village construction, Somo turned and walked towards the underground city.

"I'm going to Pingtan Shelter, help me contact their person in charge."

"Okay."

The guard guarding the door of the manager's office nodded quickly and turned towards the External Relations Department.

Speaking of which, this does not include the two previous ‘mandatory’ meeting invitations from Sunny Harbor Sanctuary.

Now I'm going to Pingtan Shelter to visit. It's really my first time to go to the Gopher Man's base camp.

Do you want to bring any gifts?

Sitting behind the table, Sumo held his chin and thought for a while, then simply got up and walked to the warehouse next to where supplies were stored.

This is his small private warehouse.

Gifts sent by some territorial residents and trial products sent by major factories are stored here.

Feng Long even specially arranged for a person to guard here to prevent the indiscreet from entering and stealing.

"Open the door, I want to go in and get something."

The guard in front of the warehouse immediately stood up straight, took out the key and opened the door.

"So many things already?"

Su Mo raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

A small cubicle, a ten-square-meter room, is almost too piled up to be able to walk.

"Because we can't deal with the things that were sent, you ordered everything to be stored here, so it is what it is now."

Pointing to some rough pots and pans at the door, the guard said helplessly.

"Actually, that's not all you can see. There are two rooms next to it, and they are almost full!"

"Forehead"

As if he remembered what he had said before, Sumo shook his head helplessly.

Since it was given to him, the lord, the people below could not directly handle it, so they could only store it temporarily.

If I hadn't suddenly thought of bringing some gifts today, I'm afraid it won't be long before the number of rooms will continue to expand to five, and possibly eight.

"Go and call someone over. What are these things? Clean them up for me!"

There are clay sculptures and porcelain.

There are semi-finished textiles, and there are also many items whose uses are unknown.

Somo waved his hand and directly called ten guards to start cleaning up outside.

Some of the trial products were all thrown to the village for processing, and the remaining finished products that were useful were kept, and the useless ones were given as incentive prizes to the young players who had performed outstandingly recently.

"Sir, what should I do with this thing? It's quite heavy?"

A guard walked out of the room with difficulty, holding a square lump about the size of a chair.

When I looked closer, I saw that there was a label attached to the square with crooked Chinese characters written on it.

'Dear Lord, thanks to your blessing, I have been successfully discharged from the hospital and I feel very good now. The Hell Flower Virus did not take away my life, but it made me see more clearly how precious life is.

Live with dignity. Yes, now I fully understand what the life I really want is like, and what I should do!'

'This is a gift to you, although I should have dedicated it to you long ago.'

‘Loyal subject, Osmund’

The guard struggled to distinguish the pronunciation of these Chinese characters word for word.

Just like the characters written by the villagers learning the Blue Star script, the degree of distortion of these Chinese characters is no less than the former.

Who is Osmond?

It sounds familiar, but it's hard to remember who it is.

Sumo thought for a while and then remembered that it was the unlucky guy he saw in Kaixuan Hospital.

I don’t know if this guy is violating the rules of nature and can be infected with the hell flower virus even if he stays in the territory.

I still remember that he really wanted to give a gift to me in the hospital, but I didn’t expect it to be such a big gift.

After Sumo stood up and read the note again, he couldn't help but nodded slightly and couldn't help but laugh.

It can be seen that these characters were not written by Earth players, as the order of the strokes is wrong.

Anyone who has received a normal education cannot write from left to right or bottom to top.

However, this is the writing habit of Blue Star Language.

Most people in the territory cannot learn to write in Blue Star language because of this strange stroke structure.

Have a heart.

This is not easy for a Blue Star native. Osmond should have learned it by himself during his treatment in the hospital.

"It seems that we need to establish a communication channel with the Blue Star people. We can't know everything through this guy Huang Xiong. If he tells a lie, we don't know when he will find out."

Osmond's note reminded Somo.

As the territory becomes larger and larger, and the number of people increases, it is time to establish a communication channel other than the game area channel.

Various announcements are always sent through the channel, but those Blue Star people cannot receive them.

The little players in the village did not dare to say certain things to him, the lord, because everyone could see it.

There must be a way to communicate with each other and a formal voice channel for the territory.

He sent a private message to Chen Shen on the spot and expressed this idea. Sumo then looked back at the big guy in front of him.
To be continued...