Since both Shen Fei and his father worked for the organization, their information was exceptionally well-informed.
Shen Mo had also heard about the base's relocation from Shen Fei.
"Has it been confirmed that we're moving?" Shen Mo asked. "And to where?"
"The professor is thinking of moving south along the coastline," Shen's father said. "It's August now, and autumn will be here soon. Without electricity and a heating system, moving north would mean overcoming too many difficulties, especially the food shortage."
Moving south, the climate would be warmer, plants would continue to grow, and people wouldn't starve.
Go north? Or go south?
Two completely opposite directions.
Shen Mo frowned. If the base really did relocate, then leaving now would be the same as voluntarily cutting off contact with his family.
In a world like this, losing contact was a terrifying thing, because it was practically… a farewell for life.
Shen's father knew his concerns and said, "You don't need to worry too much. The professor has already recruited a group of people to enter the game tomorrow. They're said to be all powerful characters, so the chances of clearing the level are high. As long as the 21st is conquered, there won't be any need to move."
Shen Mo pondered and nodded.
"Oh, right." Shen's father remembered something and asked Shen Mo, "Since you're leaving, when are you planning to bring Weiwei over so I can meet her?"
Shen Mo was slightly stunned and looked at him.
"Shen Fei said you two are living together." Shen's father paused, then continued, "And sleeping together."
Shen Mo: "…"
"Although the world is in chaos, proper etiquette shouldn't be abandoned. If you're sure you want to be together, bring her over so I can meet her," Shen's father reminded him.
Shen Mo frowned almost imperceptibly, not saying anything for a moment.
Shen's father studied his expression, unable to figure out what he was thinking, and asked, "What, did Shen Fei misunderstand?"
Shen Mo was silent for two seconds before replying, "I'll bring her over tomorrow."
This time, it was Shen's father's turn to be: "…"
He was slightly surprised. His son had a taciturn personality and had never confided in him since he was a child. Was this answer a tacit admission that he was with that girl?
He heavily patted Shen Mo's shoulder. "Come over again at night, and don't let your second uncle and cousin know. They have a big problem with your Aunt Wang. If they find out Weiwei is coming, they'll definitely nag me again."
Hearing this, Shen Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Dad, haven't you given up on Aunt Wang yet?"
"Why should I give up? Don't talk like your second uncle," Shen's father said with a faint smile. "They don't understand the beauty of love."
Shen Mo: "…"
…
The father and son chatted for a while. Later, Shen's second uncle came, and the uncle and nephew exchanged greetings.
Learning that Shen Mo planned to collect puzzles, the second uncle immediately expressed his approval, praising, "Worthy of being a man from our old Shen family! A man should aspire to be everywhere. Go ahead and venture out with peace of mind. Your father has me and Xiao Fei to take care of him!"
Then he pulled Shen Fei over, and also called over some Shen family relatives and friends to give Shen Mo a farewell dinner.
Some were relatives who didn't used to interact much, but now that the Shen family only had a few people left, their relationship was closer than before.
After eating, drinking was inevitable.
After drinking, emotional outbursts were inevitable.
From afternoon to night, the table of people cried, laughed, and went crazy, using alcohol to dispel their sorrows.
Some cried for the passing of loved ones; some laughed at living in a drunken stupor; some cursed the impermanence of the world…
Shen Mo held his wine glass, watching this table of human conditions, his heart feeling like it was separated by a layer of glass, seeing everything clearly, yet also calmly.
He had been like this since he was a child. Adults praised him for being steady, but in reality, he was just indifferent.
Shen's father gently patted his shoulder and said, "Remember tonight well. Even if we can't see each other in the future, when you reminisce, you can remember everyone drinking together."
Hearing this, Shen Mo felt ripples in his usually calm heart.
Looking at the group of relatives and friends at the table again, he seemed to be able to understand two or three parts of their joys, sorrows, and angers…