It felt like the New Year, yet it wasn't.
The excited roars of the villagers echoed outside. Even after they had descended the mountain, Su Mo's superhuman hearing could still distinguish some of the noise.
After assigning Chen Shen a few final tasks and sending him off, Su Mo deeply cherished this "last" night he could sleep in the basin. Tomorrow morning, all movable supplies and equipment in the Underground Shelter would be transferred to Hope One. By noon, after drawing the last of the psychic energy water, the Underground Shelter would be neatly wrapped in hardness-8 steel plates, entering a completely sealed state. At that time, even Su Mo himself would have to expend a massive amount of effort to get back inside, let alone any enemies with malicious intent.
Once sealed, the final countdown to setting sail would begin. Calculating this, Su Mo had only a final twelve hours left to stay on this land!
