The gecko watched the moon rise from the horizon little by little and gradually reach mid-air.
Keeping vigil is a boring thing, but geckos can stick to it.
This is not only because he has a good sense of responsibility, but also a little hobby of his.
That is watching the night sky.
The night on the empty grassland was extremely boring. The gecko covered the safe zone with his hearing while looking at the bright moon.
Unlike before, the existence of the high walls of Hope City makes watching the moon and the sun rise a luxury.
Unless you are a soldier on duty on the city wall, ordinary people, even a super-powered person like Gecko, basically have no chance to feast your eyes.
And tonight, I don’t know if it’s my illusion, but the moon in the sky seems particularly big and round.
It looks nice, but it doesn't work for me.
Gecko sneered in his heart. He could still clearly distinguish between work and hobbies. As an elite super-powered person, he was always alert to his surroundings and did not let his guard down because of the beautiful scenery.
Suddenly, he sniffed and smelled a fragrance.
The smell is somewhat familiar, but I don't seem to have any impression of it.
Something is wrong!
The gecko instinctively frowned and looked around, and soon he found the source of the familiar yet unfamiliar scent.
A potato that was supposed to be saved for tomorrow's consumption had somehow rolled near the campfire.
Where was that thing originally placed?
The gecko scratched his head and couldn't figure it out. Maybe some awful sleeper kicked that thing over...
The familiar yet unfamiliar aroma came from the half of the potato that was roasted by the flames.
So it is this thing.
The gecko nodded. No wonder it felt both familiar and strange.
It is familiar because I have just eaten it, and it is unfamiliar because I have only eaten it once today.
Approaching the campfire and picking up the half-cooked potato, the gecko thought for a moment and decided not to put it into his mouth.
This is immoral, and I'm not a starving ghost, so I might as well leave it here and explain it to "Mansheng" tomorrow.
That guy still has a lot of seeds in him, and he has a good relationship with the congressman.
The gecko rolled his eyes and had an idea.
He was not a person who was willing to flatter others, but it was a rare opportunity to build a good relationship with such a super-powerful person with strong logistical capabilities, and no one who was not stupid would refuse it.
Looking at the moon gradually moving to mid-sky, the gecko stretched lazily.
There is one hour left before the shift change...
"'Sprawling', wake up."
The eighteen-year-old boy looked a little introverted. His funny sleeping posture, serious face, and completely explosive hair style made him look like a comedian from an old era.
When it was midnight, Gecko woke up "Mansheng" as promised to take his night shift.
This time is pretty good. The gecko can still sleep for four hours. Although it is not too long, it can barely support the next day's actions.
"Confirm awake, password."
"Superpower 'Sprawling', serial number, ability: Friend of Plants, confirmed to be awake and capable of thinking at this moment."
"Okay, be careful around you and ask your plant friends to keep an eye on you. I'm going to sleep now."
Gecko gave a few instructions and then crawled into his sleeping bag, feeling uncontrollably tired.
Feeling the coolness of the early autumn night, listening to the crackling sound of the fire and the rustling sound of the tall grass in the breeze, the sleepiness grew stronger and stronger, and soon overwhelmed the gecko.
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"Ah! Potatoes!!!"
An uncontrolled shout woke up all the team members, and the captain "Nian" went straight into combat mode. He didn't even open his eyes, and he floated up with his sleeping bag.
The same thing happened to the others. The ground became soft and rippled, and the air gradually warmed up until the three of them looked in the direction of the sound.
After keeping watch for half the night, "Mansheng", whose eyes were already bloodshot, was now holding a half-burnt potato with uncontrollable sadness on his face.
"What happened?"
"I was just about to give everyone the potato for breakfast, but I found out that this potato is already...half dead."
The expression on his face was a little difficult to hold, but he quickly recovered and became the introverted team member again.
The word "potato" just now was more like a subconscious reaction.
At this moment, Mansheng, who had gradually come to his senses, lowered his head in embarrassment:
“It’s not a big problem, I still have a lot of seeds.
"Since it's already half cooked, just reheat it and eat it later."
Seeing that the problem was not serious, the captain "Nian" also came down from the suspended state.
"Everyone just follow the plan. Today we will continue heading north to explore the terrain and collect seeds."
"Okay Captain."
"But then again, Hope City's data is seriously incomplete..."
Unlike the "Bomber" who was recovered in seconds, "Quicksand" obviously had his own thoughts. He said while tidying up his sleeping bag:
“It is hard to imagine how terrible the catastrophe was when the old era turned into the new era.
"Don't we even have basic information about the terrain outside the city? Before the monsters attack, before the city walls are built, at least this should be something we can do, right?"
"Don't complain. We don't know what happened at the time, but the fact is that since even Ms. Wan Juan from the first team doesn't have this information, then Hope City really doesn't have this information."
"That's true, but forget about the topographical survey. This is how I collect... the plants from yesterday to today are exactly the same..."
Liusha was suddenly stunned when he said this. When he came to the outside of the city, the withered yellow tall grass had gradually evolved from a sparse and thin layer at the beginning to its current state of almost reaching above the neck.
But in every way, these grasses are the same species, with almost no external differences.
After a day, everyone is now basically convinced that the withered and yellowed grass is just a superficial appearance.
Even if it looks dry, feels dry, and is dry when analyzed, the fact that it can extinguish the flame already says something.
At least inside it, there may be a high water content.
“The people in the research institute will do the analysis. Everyone, do your best to collect data, and we will continue to head north.
"We still have thirty kilometers to go today."
Nian had already sorted out his belongings. He took out a portable notebook from inside his combat uniform and began writing on a new page with the Eternal Pen with a metal nib:
[New Era 52, September 16, the second day outside the city, all members of the exploration team are alive, in good condition, conscious, everything is normal, we will continue to head north. ]
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