My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely! Chapter 85
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Even though it was not a high-speed crossbow arrow, the initial velocity of an ordinary crossbow arrow would be exaggerated as well in such a short distance.
Below him, the Tibetan mastiff was suddenly "stung" by the arrow, an incessant howl sounded at once.
"Too bad that the beast has a fast reaction, otherwise it could have shot its eyes..."
The monstrous Tibetan mastiff turned its dog-like head the moment the arrow arrived, causing it to pierce its body instead.
He quickly pressed the trigger of the crossbow to continue shooting. Aiming at the Tibetan mastiff, Su Mo shot another arrow.
This time, the crossbow arrow hit the Tibetan mastiff's face firmly and caused a stream of black blood to spill.
The Tibetan mastiff howled in pain. "Human, you...deserve to...die!"
Learned its lesson after being shot by two arrows, the Tibetan mastiff sprinted back quickly and stood in the corner of a wall far away. Upon glancing at Su Mo, it disappeared.
The fog began to block the line of sight. In the thick fog in the distance, Su Mo could not see where the Tibetan mastiff was. Resigned, he could only replace the crossbow arrows with the explosive crossbow arrows again.
"The previous yard is definitely out of the picture. I'm sure that the beast is still guarding outside, I will be attacked if I go out there. So troublesome!"
Stradling on the wall, Su Mo looked at the new courtyard.
Compared to the "luxurious" yard just now, this yard was not a lot.
There were four houses and a chicken coop. The chickens inside were missing, leaving the fence alone on the ground.
Gesturing Oreo to get down and investigate the situation, Su Mo continued to straddle the wall, holding the electric crossbow in one hand and aimed at the courtyard below.
Using his free hand, he touched the material of the soil wall and broke a small piece of earth. After some thought, Su Mo came to a conclusion.
"It seems that the walls of the courtyard are for protection. If the walls are damaged, monsters could break in!"
The two courtyards from before had broken earth walls, the monsters had begun to attack madly after.
The Tibetan Mastiff could attack because it came through the breached wall.
If this soil wall was not damaged, the Tibetan mastiff could not break in.
"What a magical power, if only this ability can be blessed on me!" Seeing Oreo's signal that there was no problem, Su Mo sighed a little and jumped off the wall.
There were no monster attacks as he stepped into the intact and undamaged courtyard, Su Mo felt a trace of unreality.
Especially after opening the outermost door "enthusiastically", this feeling was even stronger.
What caught his eye was the three enormous bags of undamaged flour piled in the corner, the colorful packaging on it showed that they were made by a big factory.
"Tian Xi province... Xiang Ping city... Hua Lian County Grain Workshop."
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"A bag weighs 25kg, which is 50 catties..."
"Hmm, where is Tian Xi province, how come I've never heard of it?" Su Mo could understand every word printed in these neat and orderly characters, but he could not make sense of these words when they were combined.
There was a Jiang Xi province in Hua Xia, Su Mo had visited the capital city of Nan Chang before during his time on earth. He tasted the three-cup chicken that was unique in the region.
As for Tian Xi province, it was unheard of.
"It seems that my previous guess was wrong. This is definitely not the earth where I am from. Could this be a parallel world?"
Su Mo muttered to himself as he carried a flour bag against his shoulder.
Fifty catties of flour were not heavy, but easier to move with the convenience of the storage space. The bags were piled in the middle of the courtyard in a flash.
Going back in the house, Su Mo looked toward the table.
Several seasoning bottles were knocked over on the table, the vinegar was completely drained, but there was no problem with the salt. It was crystal white.
The chili oil had already solidified on the table, so it ought to be unusable.
Flipping through the area, Su Mo found another bunch of condiments in a cardboard box under the table.
"Good man, this family is a glutton, the seasonings are all well prepared. It's a bargain for me though." Laughed Su Mo.
Three bags of 250g fine salt were enough for one person to eat for more than a year without any problems.
Two bags of 500g coarse salt, seemed to be used for kimchi marination.
A bag of Liu Shouze Spicy Twelve Spices, 60g.
A bag of Mama Le Chicken Essence, 40g.
Two bottles of unopened oyster sauce, 200ml each, a bottle of unopened soy sauce, 300ml, and a bottle of sesame oil, 40ml.
All the seasonings were sealed intact, and the seasonings contained had hardly volatilized. As Su Mo picked up the box, the bottles tinkled and produced a crisp sound.
Putting the box in the middle of the courtyard, Su Mo went back to the house and took another glance. In for a penny in for a pound, the chopping board from the table, including the kitchen knife, rolling pin, noodle presser, cooking ladle, cooking spatula, several stainless-steel bowls, a large water tank, a few plates, a large bowl, and two iron pots for cooking were all swept away by Su Mo.
The kitchen that was at first full suddenly became empty under Su Mo's looting.
After giving it a thought, Su Mo stood on the table and took off the light bulb in the kitchen, and lifted the table to the middle of the courtyard.
As a trash collector, all items had to be collected without wasting the chance to.
If he left anything behind, in retrospect it would be a huge loss.
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In a happy mood, Su Mo opened the second door to the treasure house!
"Huh, this should be the side bedroom, but too bad this family wasn't willing to install a TV here, and the quality of the bedding is not good!"
Looking at the bedding that was severely molded in front of him and thought about the brand-new bedding that he had just given up on, Su Mo suddenly felt crushed.
Fortunately, after rummaging for a while, Su Mo found some sundries near the table pocket of the cabinet placed in front of the window.
A pair of scissors, a nail clipper, a small mirror, four unwritten notebooks, and three gel pens.
A small desk lamp that could be recharged with a USB, and a used phone that looked old.
Pushing down the back cover of the old phone, Su Mo picked up the battery to take a look, then he placed it back.
"The battery is still okay, the quality of the old device is solid, maybe it will still be usable when we get out of here!"
Su Mo smiled and pulled out a table pocket with a single force, and loaded all the usable sundries into it. He stood on the table, did the same thing as he did in the kitchen, and removed the light bulb. He moved everything to the courtyard.
"It's a pity, this family looked to be in a good family condition, but there aren't many good things in it. Seems like they don't live here often."
The things in the two rooms were piled on the ground. Compared to the first time he came in this ruin, this was considered more rewarding.
But the thought about the LCD TV that was destroyed by the Tibetan mastiff, Su Mo gnashed his teeth in rage.
Looking at the last two unexplored houses, Su Mo stepped into the house on the side, leaving the main house in the middle for final exploration later.
"This family is really poor, no wonder there is no mutant creature guarding it!" Sighed Su Mo.
After swatting the dust lifted by the violent banging of the door, Su Mo probed his head to survey the layout inside.
The entire bedding showed signs of mold just as the room before. The table was turned over in a mess. Some cosmetics were uncovered and exposed to the air had already dried up.
After rummaging the table, Su Mo removed the light bulb from the ceiling disappointedly, and then he took away a bunch of miscellanies that were temporarily useless and placed them in the center of the yard.
"Only the last house left, please give me some hope!"
With a sincere wish, Su Mo raised his hands and slammed the ax down, slashing it on the door lock.
Squeak!
The wooden door could not bear the tremendous force brought by the ax and it broke into pieces immediately. He took a few steps back and kept the ax. Su Mo used all his strength to strike the door of the room with a kick.
Half of the wooden door was kicked open under the force, and the other side of the wooden door with the lock was quivering in the air.
The dust was flying all over the place by the influx of airflow.
Covering his mouth and nose, Su Mo stood at the door and waited. When the moldy smell from the inside had escaped and the dust had calmed down, he stepped into the room.
"Holy cow... is this an air conditioner???"
Upon entering the door, Su Mo saw the cabinet air conditioner in the corner.
There was still a brand logo, "Tian Er Air Conditioning" faintly visible on it.
As soon as he turned his head, Su Mo almost fainted with happiness.
Every cloud indeed has a silver lining!
On the right side of the room, there was a TV set in front of the bed. Nothing less, it was the same LCD TV as the TV that was trampled by the Tibetan mastiff!
The LCD TV was at least 40 inches, much larger than the previous one!
Walking to the side of the TV in wide steps, Su Mo stroked the LCD screen fondly.
The TV with the big butt from last time was a great help. This kind of higher-end TV definitely could provide more functions.
Su Mo removed the plug wire, and unscrewed the screws that secured the TV. He removed the whole large screen from the wall.
Giving a slight force to pick up the TV, Su Mo piled it in the middle of the courtyard.
The originally poor gains were now boosted!
"This air conditioner will also be taken away!"
Su Mo turned back to the main house, and with an effort, he grabbed the eaves of the roof and climbed up to stand on the roof tiles.
The external unit of the air conditioner was installed on the eaves of the roof, and it was firmly fixed.
Su Mo tried to twist the fixed screws and iron bars. Without a specific screwdriver, this thing was too sturdy.
After consideration, Su Mo simply took out the iron ax and chopped off all the iron bars. He kept the external unit into the storage space and jumped off the roof.
After patting off the dust on his body he turned back to the main house. Su Mo carried the air conditioner on his back and placed it in the middle of the land.
Going around three or four times making sure that all the things from the village were taken, Su Mo began to contemplate on how to pack all these things together.
It would be impossible to move these out directly.
He could only follow Feng Mengyue's footsteps by holding on to these items and patiently wait for the end of the time, automatically exiting the ruin.
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