My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

Su Mo impatiently held the scroll and passed through the crowd with his head lowered. He went directly toward the temporarily built treatment ward for the wounded.

He pushed open the curtains and stepped inside.

Before Su Mo could come to a complete stop, a voice suddenly sounded anxiously from the ward.

"Shelter leader, before you come in, you'll have to…"

The bandaging after the operation had not been completed yet, and there was still blood everywhere, which was an extremely pitiful sight.

Seeing that Su Mo entered without changing or wearing any protective clothing, the soldier in charge of the treatment was startled and hurriedly tried to dissuade him.

Amazingly, before he could finish his sentence, the nine unconscious people opened their eyes at the mention of "shelter leader."

The soldier with his leg blasted off also struggled to get up from the operation table.

"Don't get up. Lie down immediately! Your wound hasn't been sutured! Do you have a death wish?!"

The soldier's movement caused his wounds to reopen, causing dark red blood to ooze out from his injury again.

Despite hearing the urging of the other soldier, he fixed his eyes on Su Mo, and he swallowed his saliva, trying to utter a word.

"Shel…shelter leader!"

His hoarse voice sounded like friction between steel pipes, enough to send shivers down one's spine.

Seeing the soldier's hand stretched out and waving in the air to get up, Su Mo hurriedly stepped forward and sat on the head of the operation table. He immediately held on to the injured soldier's dirty, blood-stained left hand.

"Go ahead. I'm listening!"

"Shelter…leader, I, I can't take it anymore. I won't be able to make it. I…I have a brother in the territory. Please, I'm begging you…please take care of my brother after I'm gone. Please give him a good life, and don't let him run around recklessly…" The soldier passed on his final request.

His voice seemed to have gained liveliness as he glanced at Su Mo.

After he finished talking about his younger brother, who was still in the territory, his tone changed.

"Shelter leader, I'm really thankful you've taken us into your territory in this chaotic world so that we wouldn't die in the wilderness without anyone ever knowing. We…I am honored that I was able to fight and die for our territory!

"Ha, it's a pity that I won't be able to see our human civilization rebuilt on this wasteland and the wonderful scenery you would show us! I won't be here to welcome my parents when they transmigrate here, and I couldn't continue the lineage of the Lin family…

"There are so many things that I regret not being able to fulfill. I…"

The soldier named Lin Feng spoke about the things he appreciated and all the things he regretted not being able to complete.

In the last moments of one's life, even the most fearless person had endless nostalgia for his life.

Lin Feng muttered a lot of things.

Most of the words he said were things he had in his heart and was too afraid to voice out in the past.

In the end, he even expressed his opinion about the territory's current system.

'Haha! I never expected to find such a treasure in such a situation!' thought Su Mo.

From Lin Feng's speech, there were many details that Su Mo had never noticed before and even loopholes that the village chief, Chen Shen, had not realized.

Usually, the villagers bore with whatever was within their acceptance limit and did not bother about it.

Only Lin Feng, on the verge of death, expressed all their system's unpleasant and unfair treatment.

His actions seemed reckless.

However, his words were reasonable, and in the eyes of the eclectic territory lord, Su Mo, he was a talent!

The soldier smiled weakly. "Hey, shelter leader, please don't tell the village chief that I said these things, or else he might disagree with burying my ashes in the village!"

The liveliness on his face quickly faded, and his eyes gradually lost focus.

Instantly, the treatment ward was filled with a gloomy atmosphere that made it difficult to breathe.

It was hard for the comrades to accept that someone who had been sitting and eating with them a few hours ago was at the end of his life, becoming the first person to have sacrificed on their territory's path to development.

No one could immediately accept the fact that their lives were so fragile that they could be taken away so easily in a real battle.

Lin Feng's body began to tremble, and his body gradually fell backward. Su Mo immediately stood up and glanced around.

The ward was filled with unprecedented low morale.

Even the soldier's who peeked inside and the prisoner who had their limbs bounded was overwhelmed by the feeling of death being so close to them.

All eyes were focused on the soldier as they waited for the moment the soldier's life ended.

They were curious and scared.

It was hard to suppress the fear they had at that moment.

"The time has come!"