Junk Town of the Wasteland - 6

“Still, we made it before the day ended.”

A two-story Motel came into view for Max’s group.

The building was built wide to maximize the number of rooms, with stairs installed on both sides.

Even so, it looked like it had fewer than ten rooms, a truly simple structure.

‘I’ll have to head to a Nomad Village tomorrow and buy gas first.’

Entering the Wasteland today, stopping by Chili Oasis, and reaching the Salami Motel, he had gone through so many jerry cans he’d lost count.

The pickup truck, a Brick99, didn’t have the best fuel efficiency, but since they had been driving all day, it was only natural to worry about the increasingly lighter cargo bed regardless of the vehicle.

“Oppa. Looks like they have quite a few customers here. There are barely any empty spots in the parking lot.”

“Ooh~ Guess business is pretty good. How everyone finds this place out here is beyond me.”

Max was grateful to Flora and Ellen, who had kept up an endless stream of chatter until they arrived. Thanks to them, the long drive hadn’t been boring...