My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely! - Chapter 815 - Traveling Eight Years Into the

Su Mo exerted strength in his right hand and confirmed he had gained complete control over his body. Su Mo waited for a while and slowly opened his eyes.

“Hmm? Is Youzong awake?”

Seeing Su Mo’s intense glance, the middle-aged man in his 30s was slightly taken aback before eventually stepping forward with joy on his face.

However, through his joyous behavior, Su Mo caught a trace of shock as if he was feeling…regretful.

“Ah…my head hurts!”

!!

Su Mo did not know a single person around him.

For fear of exposing himself, Su Mo could only pretend to be unwell for the time being.

“You’re head hurts? Doctor…” The middle-aged man glanced at the doctor.

“A headache is normal. It might have been because of an uncomfortable sleeping position last night or some intense exercise, causing the spine’s central nerve to be compressed. You’ve just woken up, and your blood has not circulated, so it’s normal to have a headache.

“I can prescribe a medication for your symptom. Take it three consecutive days, and you’ll be completely pain-free!”

The doctor in the white coat turned to the young girl standing beside him and took out a small book from his pocket.

“Should I prescribe medication?”

“Of course. Also, isn’t three days insufficient? Prescribe a seven-day dosage and some medication to boost recovery. Youzong is one of our leading members and indispensable to the Resource Department. Now that he’s sick, he should naturally be given the best treatment!

“How about we go out first to let him have a good rest.”

Su Mo would have had a good impression on this middle-aged man because of his generous and caring attitude if not for his previously regretful eyes.

Su Mo nodded weakly and showed a grateful expression. Then, he gestured to send them off and closed his eyes.

The few people left in the room waiting for him to wake up immediately left.

With the door closing, only a young woman was left in the room.

“Youzong, would you like some water? You scared me last night!”

The woman patted her chest and walked to the table.

Seeing the woman clenching his right hand worriedly, Su Mo forcibly held back his smile and slowly sat up.

“Ah…my head hurts. It hurts so badly every time I try to think about stuff. I can’t even remember who you are…”

“Your head hurts when you think about stuff? You can’t remember me?” The young woman was stunned. Her expression looked dazed, as if unable to understand Su Mo’s current state.

After a moment, she regained her senses and panicked. “Youzong, I’m Xiaojuan. Have you forgotten about me? You brought me back from a refugee camp, remember?

“The man just now is the Director of the Prickly Pear Town’s Resource Department, Wu Chongzu. The other two are your subordinates, Hong Zhe and Yanhua…”

“…”

“You were fine during dinner last night. Then, you suddenly said you felt sleepy and wanted to head up to rest first. I didn’t think much of it last night, but when I came to call you for breakfast in the morning, I found you like this… Youzong, do you have amnesia?”

The woman talked for two to three minutes straight, flustered. Seeing the woman named Huang Xiaojuan sweating on her forehead, Su Mo retracted his “empty” expression and acted more attentive.

“Amnesia…I seem to be unable to remember anything. Argh, my head hurts!”

“Don’t worry! Don’t force yourself if you can’t remember. Take it slow. Youzong, why don’t you sleep for a while? We’ll think of something after you drink the soup. I’ll stay here with you. I’ll tell you whatever you want to know…

“Youzong…you can’t leave me by myself!”

Huang Xiaojuan started to cry while speaking. Tears overflowed her eyes, and her face was full of concern.

Her expression reminded Su Mo of his younger sister.

Immediately, he no longer wanted to make her sad. Thus, he nodded and got off the bed with her help.

“I want to take a look outside the window. I feel a little stuffy.”

As soon as his words fell, Su Mo froze when Huang Xiaojuan hurriedly bent over to put on his shoes, and her worried face gradually softened.

Before that, he thought the original owner had a complicated relationship with Huang Xiaojuan.

However, now judging by her behavior, it seemed that the two had a pure brother-sister kind of relationship.

‘That’ll be more convenient. I can take advantage of the relationship and use her to find out what happened in the past eight years.’

Su Mo put on a pair of well-made leather flat shoes with the help of Huang Xiaojuan. Then, he walked slowly but firmly to the window.

One step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

The big bed was not far from the window.

Su Mo took a deep breath as he looked at the window a step away from him.

He took the last step and looked out the window.

Instantly, an unimaginable world he had never seen before poured into his eyes.

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