62 This is A Small Step To Criss-Cross the Wasteland, But...

(Readers are strongly recommended to listen to the vocal section of Hotel California while reading this chapter) 

Su Mo lifted his head under the boundless moonlight. 

It was as if he saw Magoo's smiling face outlined in the grey skies above; a true man who refused to give up.

May his soul rest in peace. 

Holding Magoo's notebook, Su Mo felt the burden that he was carrying grow slightly heavier.

However, it was not the time for mourning.

He could hear Oreo's continuous barks from below; she was obviously curious about the buggy. 

Su Mo briefly covered the remaining traces on the ground before descending the hill at a brisk and light pace. 

There was a single-seat cabin in the buggy, but Magoo had also added a rear compartment behind the engine, which Su Mo assumed was used to carry a small cargo load. 

Oreo was able to fit into that space perfectly.

He sat Oreo down inside and buckled her in.