《My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!》Chapter 12: A Ruin Appeared! Hatch The Pet Egg!
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[Doomsday Calendar Month 1, Day 3]
[You were careful and safely lived through the previous night. You are now moving into a new day on the Doomsday calendar (survival points +3)]
[You scanned for mutant creatures that threatened your existence (survival points +2)]
[You own basic weapons and defense items, which makes you like a winged tiger in the wasteland (survival points +5)]
[You killed a mutant chameleon for the first time without injury, which gave you a good harvest (survival points +20)]
[You crafted a psychic energy well extractor upgrade, which greatly improved your quality of life (survival points +50 )
[You improved the ventilation and lighting in your shelter, you are happy (survival points +2)]
[You gained Large Scale Vegetable Culture Medium. A green hope that gives you good prospects in a Doomsday world (survival points +5)]
[Scanning host survival environment. Survival points evaluation in progress. 30 survival points gained today.]
…
Total calculation: Survival points +117
Survival points remaining: 120
'120 survival points!'
With two dark circles under his eyes, Su Mo sat on top of his bed.
Last night, there was the constant sound of creatures moving around outside which caused him to stay awake all night, afraid that something would break in.
He only fell asleep after staying up until around five o'clock.
As he felt the fresh air in his well-lit shelter at that moment, looking at yesterday's total survival points, Su Mo's lips twitched upward.
"As long as I do more things each day, I'll get more survival points! Installing ventilation, lighting, and having a culture medium increased my daily points by 19! Fantastic!"
In his field of vision.
There was a culture medium placed below the vent and although light only fell on one corner of it, the whole structure emitted a glistening white light.
After Su Mo called up the game panel, he selected the Monster Illustration Handbook.
The number of scans was refreshed.
[No mutant beast presence detected within a thousand-meter radius of the player.]
[Today's count 2/3]
"As I thought. I don't think anyone would be so unlucky to have mutant beasts nearby every single day."
Now that Su Mo felt at ease, he was in a good mood and began to complete his daily routine in the shelter.
The first thing he did was go to his shelter's treasure bowl beside his psychic energy water well.
After a night of accumulation, he had 3L of psychic energy water from his psychic energy water well. Adding that to the 800ml balance from yesterday, it totaled up to 3.8L.
He scooped out 1.8L and poured it evenly over the vegetable culture medium.
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He took out his Dalieba bread, used his iron axe to chop off one catty of it, and soaked it with psychic energy water once again. After he finished eating and drinking, Su Mo began to put on his armor.
Even though there were no mutant beasts within a thousand meters radius, it did not mean he was guaranteed to be safe.
That was why it was better to play it safe and don his armor rather than be sorry when misfortune struck.
After opening the shelter's wooden door and walking out, Su Mo's attention was instantly focused on a single point.
"Is... is this—"
A ruin shrouded in fog suddenly appeared in the distant plains that were barren before.
Su Mo recognized the spot where the ruin appeared.
Yesterday, there was nothing on the spot. There were not even any trees, so he did not expect the ruin to actually be generated there.
Estimating the distance visually, the ruin was around three hundred meters from his shelter.
As he stood at the doorway of his shelter, he could not take a good look at what was inside the ruin.
He could only see fog wrapping around the decrepit walls which looked as if there was just a bomb explosion. The scene looked extremely eerie.
"I was going to wait for a crisis before I started making plans, but it seems that I need to immediately increase my combat power now."
After Su Mo went back to his shelter, his eyes gleamed as he pulled out the pet egg stored in his inventory.
It was too dangerous for him to explore the ruins alone.
In Su Mo's original plan, he wanted to save the pet egg for when he had stable food production in his base.
"No more waiting!"
It was imperative for him to explore the ruin.
That was because the ruin was generated in a good spot. If there were any changes in circumstance, he could just quickly retreat from the ruin and run back to his base.
If it regenerated a few kilometers away in the future, that would be a bigger problem for him.
Su Mo created another iron axe and made sure it was sterilized before he carefully made a small cut on his index finger with the corner of the axe blade. Soon, there was a tiny wound on his left index finger.
He squeezed the finger with his right hand and a few drops of blood came out from the wound, dripping on the pet egg.
After the silver-colored pet egg received his blood, crimson patterns gradually appeared on the eggshell.
A low cry sounded within the pet egg like murmurs from an evil beast.
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A few rays of green light were emitted from the eggshell as it split into nine parts, illuminating to the top of the shelter!
In an instant, the shelter became a sea of green and the initially dark corners were so lit up that every detail could be seen.
Wow!
Sounds of brittle cracking continuously came from the eggshell.
Crack!
Countless cracks filled the surface of the eggshell and then...
"Woof! Awoo! Woof!"
The greenish glow dispersed and Su Mo was dumbfounded as he looked at the black and white animal in front of him.
Before Su Mo could make a move, the figure rushed over and began to run around Su Mo's feet, fawning on him intensely.
"Did I… just hatch a Siberian Husky?"
Su Mo lowered his body and hugged the dog's head. He did not know whether to cry or laugh.
Opening up a pet egg was such a grand experience and he thought he was going to get some awesome pet like the type that he could hop on and fly into the sky.
In the end, it turned out to be a husky.
As he hugged the husky's head and watched it licking him madly with its tongue, Su Mo felt a sense of closeness with the animal from the bottom of his heart.
That was also why Su Mo did not recoil or shrink away when it pounced on him just now.
It felt as if he had owned this pet for more than ten years. Instinctively, he could tell that it did not mean any harm and that it just wanted to get close to him.
The husky's smooth fur shone with a jewel-like luster and as Su Mo stroked the dog's head, it let out low moans to show that it liked it.
"Good thing it's just a husky. Even if it eats a lot for its species, I can still afford to feed him."
Two days alone in the wasteland was enough to make Su Mo feel lonely as hell.
The game panel prompt also appeared in due time to dispel his worries.
[Pet name]: unnamed
[Status]: Juvenile
Creature Description: Gentle creature of the wasteland. As a mutant husky from many different types of bloodlines, it will become stronger as it grows. (Please note: The personality of a juvenile pet will change according to its owner's personality)
Ability 1: High-speed movement. Its muscle structure ensures a certain explosive power. Once the ability is activated, its speed will be doubled for 30s with a cooldown time of 5 minutes.
Ability 2: Sixth sense. Its biological structure makes its perception extremely powerful. Once the ability is activated, it can predict incoming danger for a short period with a cooldown time of 1 day.
Comment: It is a good dog. It is a prerequisite for you to help it to awaken all its bloodlines.
"Bark! Woof woof!"
When it saw Su Mo daydreaming and ignoring it, the little husky began to roll cheekily on the ground, revealing its snow-white belly.
Its amusing face seemed to be asking Su Mo a question at that moment. "Hmph! Why aren't you playing with me?"
When Su Mo saw that look on the little husky's face, his heart was moved and he spoke to it with a smile.
"What a spoiled dog! You don't have a name yet, er... I'll just call you..."
After a pause and looking at the husky's black and white color, somehow Su Mo suddenly felt that it looked like an Oreo sandwich cookie and laughed out loud.
"My name is Su Mo and from now on... From now on, you'll be called Oreo!"
The husky who was lying on the ground was very satisfied when it heard its name. It stood up after a scuffle, holding its head high, looking proud and indescribably powerful.
"Awoo! Woof woof woof!"
Oreo the husky seemed to like its name and began to patrol inside the shelter with its lively behavior.
"What a naughty little dog."
When Su Mo noted the increased liveliness inside the shelter, he looked like a kind old father as he sighed emotionally.
He arrived in the wilderness alone.
Two days felt like long months when he had no relatives and no one to talk to. Even the chat channel was just full of people trying to cheat or outwit each other.
In Doomsday, having a friend might be a luxury before one's will became strong enough.
When Oreo saw Su Mo's sad expression, it hurriedly ran over and rubbed its furry head on Su Mo's face.
"Okay, okay! I'm not sad, I'm happy! I'm very happy."
Su Mo remembered that huskies loved eating meat, so he opened the trading market at that moment and immediately bought half a catty of mutant aardwolf meat.
The dry aardwolf meat people found hard to swallow was gobbled up happily by Oreo who did not mind the taste at all.
"Yes, eat more! Eat your fill and if it's still not enough, there's still my Dalieba!"
As Su Mo looked at Oreo's fondness for the food after eating, Su Mo pulled out the Dalieba from his locker. Oreo became so scared that it instantly bolted.
For a while, the shelter echoed with Su Mo's cheerful laughter.
"Alright! Next thing on the list is to explore the ruin!"
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