Chapter 242 Choice, the real harm of floods
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Seeing the stunned crowd in the distance, Moore pressed the horn curiously, Melodious The trumpet sound suddenly began to echo in the empty wasteland!
To be fair, the sound of the harvester's horn is not very pleasant, and is even a bit harsh!
But it was this harsh, familiar sound that made the refugees who had seen harvesters on Earth react.
“Harvester, it’s really a harvester, Su Shen has made a harvester!”
“My mom, I heard that Su Shen was acquiring blueprints two days ago, and now we have made it. "Come out?"
"With a harvester, there won't be any other automated machinery, right?"
The closer the two mechanical monsters get, the louder the roar comes from the engine. It seems to play a melody in the blood of every refugee.
Even Chen Shen, who usually prides himself on being able to deal with things calmly, opened his mouth wide.
Outside the crowd, Zhong Qingshu stood under a tree, her beautiful eyes flashing, looking at Moore driving the harvester with a hint of curiosity.
On the other side, looking at all the refugees who had been prepared, Sumo stopped the vehicle without any ink and opened the door.
According to the previous plan, Oreo, who was sitting in the passenger seat, rushed out first. After disappearing from the field of vision like a flash of silver lightning, Somo straightened the hem of his combat uniform and slowly got out of the car.
Oreo is on alert and Moore is in charge of clearing the place.
Looking at everyone with expectant faces, Sumo neatly took out the seeds from the storage space and put them in a pile on the ground:
"I brought the seeds. Without further ado, start sowing quickly!"
High-quality seeds naturally have a faint layer of fluorescence, which is very conspicuous in today's wasteland without light pollution.
"Brother Su, we all have this harvester. Do we need to change the share of the harvest? Otherwise."
With a harvester and without a harvester, there are two different efficiencies. and speed.
Moreover, as long as enough fuel can be provided, a lot of manpower can be saved for subsequent farming and sowing.
"No, I provide this harvester for free, but I have a few requirements. I hope everyone can cooperate with me."
Looked at the nervous candlelit shelter. After sorting out the refugees, Sumo smiled.
“I can provide not only the harvester, but also the subsequent rotary cultivator and flour grinder, but after four or five rounds of planting, I need everyone to cooperate with me in planting other things”
< br>"For example. Cabbage, soybeans, carrots, cotton"
After naming seven or eight crops in one go, Sumo shrugged and continued to take out seeds after looking at everyone who was completely stunned.
Although I had anticipated the impact of these automated tools on wasteland refugees early on, when it came to this point, the reality was much more exaggerated than imagined.
What is the opening lightning strike.jpg has been vividly interpreted by these people.
After four or five seconds, when he saw that everyone was still staring blankly ahead, thinking about something in their minds, Sumo had no choice but to wave his hands helplessly:
"Okay Okay, okay, if you want anything, let’s wait until we have a harvest. Don’t wait until after 12 o’clock and the seeds are not sown.”
The refugees, who were still immersed in shock, reacted to Sumo's words. Immediately, smiles appeared on their faces that could not be taken away. They all geared up and formed a long queue according to the previous arrangement.
240 acres of land. In the process of opening up the land these days, Candlelight Shelter has gradually gathered some refugees who were previously placed nearby.
There are currently 133 adults, six 17-year-old minors, and one infant in the shelter.
Among them, there are only 46 men, so each person’s task is 2.5 acres of land, sharing a total of 115 acres.
Six minor children have one acre of land each, sharing 6 acres.
As for the remaining women, except for a few necessary logistics to ensure that the workers have food and water, each one is allocated 1.5 acres based on head count, which is enough to cover all the cultivated land.
At this time, Chen Shen was standing at the front. Every time a person's name was called, the corresponding person came forward to receive their share of the seeds for the farmland.
Standing next to Chen Shen, after accepting the attention gift of each refugee and watching everyone start planting according to the previous allocation, Sumo, who had been tense, finally felt relieved. One breath.
Except for the special case of Zhong Qingshu, currently everyone in the Candlelight Shelter, including the management, has to work.
Fortunately, the old masters in the Candlelight Shelter have trained everyone on how to plant these days. Walking on the ridge of the fields, Sumo started to look left and right, but he was stunned. Found something wrong.
"In the civilized era, if you want to cultivate the land well, not many people are willing to do this kind of tiring work unless you particularly like it or it has been passed down for generations."
"In the wasteland, no one will cultivate the land. They are all going to die. In this way, both the speed of learning and the attitude towards farming are too serious!”
Walking around, I saw a few minors who were also acting well! Planting, Sumo nodded silently.
Everything is developing according to the imagined process. The more you plant, the better you plant, the more you get.
Even if there was no need for Sumo to continue to stand by and supervise the work, these people all used their best strength, each one more crazy than the other.
"How is it? Didn't you expect this efficiency?"
"I didn't expect it. Who knew that people who were white-collar workers and students a month ago could adapt so quickly"
Seeing Sumo standing on the field ridge in a daze, Zhong Qingshu walked over quietly without knowing when.
"It's a pity that the next disaster will come. I hope everyone here can live well!"
Shaking his head, thinking of the coming punishment disaster flood, for these Sumo also has a headache about the future of human beings.
The cause of the punitive disaster has so far not been found.
If there are no variables, all mankind will undergo a 180-day flood in the future.
Fortunately, this time a welfare disaster has been triggered, and it is not a problem for most people to get enough food for half a year. "If this disaster is really a big flood, whether humans can survive may not be the biggest problem"
"Oh?"
Seeing Zhong Qingshu's pointed eyes and following the direction her eyes were looking, Su Mo looked over.
It happens to be the building complex of the Candlelight Shelter!
“Assuming that the coming flood lasts for one hundred and eighty days, it will recede due to the end of the disaster, and human survival is not a problem.”
“People in lower places will migrate to higher places, and those at the bottom of the mountains will People can just walk up the mountain, but that’s not possible. They can spend some points and materials to build a boat.”
“But the shelter everyone created using the core is gone, right?”
Although a small number of people have abandoned the shelter created by the game and chose to build their own houses, trying not to rely on the game for anything.
However, more than 70% of people still live in game shelters and must rely on various functions of the game panel to survive.
The arrival of a major flood will be a devastating disaster for all underground shelters, not to mention wooden houses above ground.
When the one hundred and eighty-day flood passes, these people’s underground shelters will not have magical blessings or high technology to withstand it.
After the flood receded, all that was left was a mess.
As for the small wooden houses on the ground, those that may have been built on high places early on can still be protected against it, while those on low places also need to be abandoned.
“Yes, after most people’s shelter is gone, it will be difficult to develop quickly relying on these magical functions.”
“As far as I know, many designs now Maps need to have a sufficient level of shelter before they can be used. If everyone abandons their shelter, it is equivalent to giving up the opportunity to come into contact with game technology.” In ten or twenty years, we will be back to the way we were before we traveled through time, and we will also fall into a bottleneck."
"But who can say for sure what will happen in a few decades, maybe our God Su, He led everyone to rise up! ”
As if she was afraid of putting too much pressure on Su Mo, Zhong Qingshu tilted her head and thought for a moment before telling a cold joke that made people shudder.
“If I really want to say that, I will lead everyone to rise up.”
“This disaster has not come yet. Who can say for sure? Maybe I will trigger it again. What kind of disaster is this? The flood just disappeared."
Worrying about the sky has never been Sumo's style. Looking at the worry in Zhong Qingshu's eyes, Sumo endured it, but still did not tell the story about his possession of the mountain and sea scroll card. Speak up.
If mankind is really at the stage of life and death, as long as Soma uses this card, the flood will recede within a day.
By then, mountains will stand tall, rivers will rise together, oceans will be formed directly, and everywhere will become great plains suitable for human survival.
But before that, you still need the help of Flood to find your sister and go to the lost satellite base to find the secrets of this world.
Sitting on the ridge of the field, after ending this topic, the two began to chat casually.
Compared with Zhong Qingshu in Relics of Time, she in the real world has a more independent mentality and her thoughts are closer to the end of the world.
Sumo also absorbed slightly different ideas on many small issues.
In the fields below, all the refugees were also carrying out the final sowing and plowing work in an orderly manner according to the time plan.
Time passes minute by minute. At this time, no one shouts tiredness or pain.
Even though there were protests from the waist, everyone still firmly repeated the movements of bending down, putting down, lifting up, and taking.
A green moon, different from the usual red moon when disaster strikes, also quietly climbed into the sky.
This green is not fluorescent green, but a very comfortable and eye-friendly green, and its brightness is enough to support everyone working in the fields.
The brighter the green light, the closer the time to disaster is.
When the green light was about to condense into substance, there were only the last ten minutes left before the welfare disaster.
Two acres is neither too much nor too little. Even a few children have completed their tasks and are sitting next to their own land waiting for disaster to come.
"How wonderful, in the wasteland, where are there so many worries and where do we need so much foresight and foresight"
"Living in the present and living well in the present is the most correct way of thinking. Look at them, how happy they are!”
He stood up, afraid of patting the dirt on his combat uniform, and pulled up Zhong Qingshu, who had numb legs next to him, and the two stood side by side.
Looking at the widely scattered refugees under the green light, I looked at the faces of several people nearby who were tired but full of happiness.
For the first time, Sumo understood why every time the sky fell, a tall man would rise up.
With greater ability comes greater responsibility.
When we really reach that state of mind, what the so-called "tall man" may pursue is no longer personal safety.
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.
While thinking, when the twelve o'clock bell rang in the game panel, the welfare disaster
finally came!
(End of this chapter)