We asked you to make tokusatsu films, and you actually became Ultraman?

"Haven't we arrived yet?"

The motorcycle bumped along the way. Yunyu sat on the back with a backpack on her back, carrying two heavy bags in her hands. Her arms were already sore and swollen.

He hung his arms, his face full of helplessness, wondering if he had charged a little too little for the 100 yuan delivery fee.

"Almost there, almost there, we're almost there."

Su Mo smiled and replied, then gradually slowed down and steadily parked the motorcycle at the roadside at the village entrance.

She braced herself on one foot to stabilize the vehicle, her movements swift and decisive. She lifted her hand and ripped off her helmet, her hair falling loosely, looking clean and dashing.

Upon hearing that they had finally arrived at their destination, Yun Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

He quickly jumped off the back seat, gently placed the two heavy bags he had been carrying on the ground, rubbed his aching arms, and couldn't help but ask:

"Why did you bring so much stuff?"

It's just that I've calmed down now. If I were still like I was in my junior year of college, carrying such a heavy thing for so long, my arms would probably have completely given out and become sore, and I wouldn't have been able to make it to the village entrance.

"Hmm~ You'll find out when the time comes." Su Mo didn't explain directly, her eyes carrying a hint of mystery.

She set up the motorcycle kickstand, removed the key, and nimbly got off. She patted Yun Yu on the shoulder, her tone a mixture of surprise and praise:

"I didn't expect that. You look so thin, but you're really strong. You carried such a heavy thing all the way without saying a word."

After saying that, Su Mo turned around and started to untie the two large bags that were firmly tied to both sides of the motorcycle, skillfully removing the bags one by one.

While she was organizing the supplies, Yun Yu looked up and surveyed the Shawei Village in front of her.

The village entrance was deserted and quiet. The roads were unusually quiet. Looking around, there were hardly any villagers coming and going. There was no smoke rising from chimneys, nor the lively atmosphere that a village should have. Everywhere was filled with a deathly and oppressive atmosphere.

"This is the village, right?" Yunyu asked softly to confirm.

"That's right." Su Mo picked up two bags of supplies and walked to his side, her gaze sweeping over the quiet village, and slowly explained:

"As you know, most of those left behind in the fishing village are elderly people and young children."

Since villagers began contracting the strange illness, the story of the sea god's wrath spread far and wide, causing widespread fear and apprehension. No one dared to venture out, and the village gradually became as deserted as it is now.

After she finished speaking, she stared intently at Yun Yu, who was standing still.

When Yun Yu met her gaze, she instantly realized her intention, quickly bent down to pick up the supplies on the ground, and walked briskly to Su Mo's side, taking the initiative to follow her.

Seeing that he was quite clever and sensible, Su Mo couldn't help but smile. She then walked deeper into the village, softly introducing the origin and current situation of Shawei Village to Yun Yu:

As its name suggests, Shawei Village is located at the end of a coastal sandbar and is an ancient fishing village that thrives by the sea.

The villagers here have relied on the sea for generations, making a living by fishing. However, in recent years, the fishing industry has declined, and fishing no longer brings in much income.

The young people in the village were unwilling to be confined to the small fishing village, so they went out to work and ventured to big cities, wanting to see a wider world.

  

Over time, the once vast village was left with only elderly people unable to travel far and children left behind.

The two walked side by side along the path at the village entrance. The surroundings were quiet, with only the soft echo of their footsteps.

As they walked, Su Mo suddenly stopped talking.

She stopped in front of a low-lying farmhouse, gently placed the heavy supplies she was carrying on the ground, and then called out softly into the yard:

"Grandma Nakao, I've come to see you."

In the silent courtyard, after a moment a voice, aged yet gentle, husky with the weight of years, responded:

"Here it comes, here it comes."

Soon, the old wooden door was gently pushed open, and an elderly woman with gray hair and unsteady steps slowly walked out.

Su Mo quickly gestured for Yun Yu to put down the bag she was carrying, then bent down and pulled out a large bag of bottled water. She walked quickly forward, her tone full of concern:

"Grandma, this is bottled water we brought for you. Please try not to fetch water from the stream at the village entrance anymore. There are already pollution problems near the coast, and the surrounding streams may not be safe either. Please don't risk using it."

Upon hearing this, Grandma Nakao quickly reached out and tightly grasped Su Mo's hand, her eyes filled with gratitude, her voice tinged with deep emotion:

"Thank you so much, children! If it weren't for the water you brought, we old folks would really be running out of clean water to drink."

Seeing the old woman's grateful expression, Su Mo gently reached out and placed her hand on the back of her grandmother's hand, soothing her emotions and softly reassuring her not to worry.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Grandma Nakao warmly invited, "Child, come in and sit down for a while, rest a bit before you leave."

Su Mo gently shook her head and politely declined, "Grandma, no, we still have to deliver water to other elderly people in the village, so we won't bother you any longer."

After saying goodbye to Grandma Nakao, the two continued walking forward, carrying the supplies.

Yun Yu stopped following behind Su Mo and quickly stepped forward to walk alongside her. Looking at the heavy supplies in her hands, she finally realized what was going on.

"It turns out that these things were specially prepared for the elderly in the village."

Su Mo turned to look at him, her eyes crinkling with a smile, and teased, "Yeah, what's wrong? You're a little touched that I did a good deed, so you're not going to take my 100 yuan tip?"

The sudden moral blackmail startled Yun Yu slightly, but she decisively reached out and snatched a bag of supplies from Su Mo's hand, holding it firmly in her own, and said in a serious tone:

"I'm really touched, so I'll carry an extra bag for you."

"Haha, I was just kidding. How did you actually fall for my moral blackmail?" Su Mo was amused by his serious expression and reached out to snatch the bag back: "You don't have to pretend. Three bags and a backpack are too heavy. Give me one back."

"That only shows that I have high moral character." Yun Yu dodged Su Mo by stepping aside, then weighed the bag in her hand and said, "Besides, this weight is nothing to me."

Just kidding, if even this doesn't work, then all my hard work has been for nothing, hasn't it?