Chapter 248 New Year’s Eve, the little thoughts of the refugees!
Everyone knows.
After a wave of madness breaks out and releases all the impulses and desires in the heart, the inevitable result will definitely be a long period of weakness!
Especially in this outbreak, we must also consider that the physical fitness of the refugees in the Candlelight Shelter is extremely poor after being hungry for a month.
Now, after shouting slogans for more than ten minutes, most people sat on the ground tiredly, breathing heavily.
My body is tired, really tired! But my heart
is also so happy!
From top to bottom, even those who are new to the shelter feel a strong sense of belonging filling their hearts, making them uncomfortable.
Human beings, as aggregating animals, have very strange habits.
The combat power of a single human may be 1, and may reach 5 when gathered.
But if its morale is stimulated, its combat effectiveness can increase at a rate that other animals cannot understand.
With a double or triple increase, individual combat power could reach 15 or 20.
At this time, under the leadership of Moore, all the refugees shifted their attack "targets" to the land in front of them, and their efficiency climbed to a higher level again.
Tired? It doesn't matter, you can rest after cutting the ground and have a good sleep.
Hungry? That's not a problem. Everyone here tonight can have a full belly and never go to bed hungry again.
Without worries, everyone is thinking about dedicating their last bit of strength to this land for the blessing of a good harvest!
“Okay, okay, the flour is about to be spilled, don’t be moved, hurry up and finish everything you can tonight, and use this flour to make a full meal for everyone”
"Yes"
"Understood!"
Looking at the four female workers who were secretly wiping away their tears while responding and working hard, Sumo was also quite touched in his heart.
The freshly harvested wheat is not only rich in moisture, but also has a low yield rate and a large amount of waste.
At the same time, the powder it grinds is not delicious in terms of taste and quality.
Only wheat that has been thoroughly dried in the sun can be ground.
Fortunately, the sun in the wasteland is extremely hot. The first batch of wheat and a small part of the second batch of wheat that have been dried for a day have evaporated a lot of water.
At this time, although there will be a certain proportion of waste when using a flour mill to grind flour, this waste is completely worth mentioning in the face of the basic number.
Even if you wait in the sun for half a day tomorrow, the first and second batches will be completely dry. By then, the flour extraction rate will be higher and the taste will be more delicious. By the way, you can also leave enough for the subsequent planting batches. time.
On Earth, it was the older generation of scientists like Mr. Yuan who worked hard in the fields to develop various disaster-resistant and high-yielding varieties.
Solving the problem of eating for most people around the world in one fell swoop!
Famine no longer exists in their hands.
With this epic achievement, Sumo can clearly feel on the faces of the wasteland refugees how important it is to solve the problem of eating.
"Fortunately, I accidentally hit and caused a welfare disaster this time. Otherwise, when the flood passes, there may not even be 10 million people who can survive!"
Patting the dust on the combat uniforms , after taking three glances to confirm that there was no problem with the machine, Somo walked slowly to the end of the field and began the last inspection and patrol before dark.
After a busy day, time flies by quickly. From the busy morning to now, the sunset in the horizon has also completed its mission for the day, and it is time to "go home".
Beside the planned land of more than 200 acres, there are also some mutated creatures with red eyes due to hunger, who want to attack them while it is dark.
For such an eye-opening thing, I took out the rifle from the storage space and adjusted it to single shot. With just a few rounds of bullets, I left "delicious food" on the ground for everyone to enjoy at night.
The booming gunshots did not distract the people in the field at all.
On the contrary, it is this kind of noise that makes people feel more at ease in the darkening sky here.
“The explosion rate of mutated creatures today is really getting lower and lower. None of these three mutated creatures can explode out of the treasure chest.”
The two ugly appearance are very popular. The tall coyote and a half-sized snow leopard were unable to break out of the treasure chest.
This also proves from the side that in the middle and late stages, it is simply unrealistic for humans to rely on treasure chests to survive.
Only by carving out a home step by step and reviving technology is the main theme in the wasteland.
With the lessons learned from "our own people", coupled with Sumo's unabashed contempt and strong strength.
In the darkness far away, some were still spying on the mutated creatures. They all felt that this was a forbidden area and could only sneak away with their tails between their legs.
In the field below, according to the plan, under the strong power of the harvester, all the wheat planted in the second round will be harvested and returned to the warehouse, waiting to be dried tomorrow.
At this moment, most people were exhausted. Except for the two rotary tillers and the flour mill at the entrance of the village, which were still working, everyone else returned to the village and waited. After dinner, have a good sleep and continue to cheer up for another fight the next day.
However, the plan says so, but there are still many people of the older generation who can endure hardship. They are still busy spreading the fertilizers prepared in advance in the fields while others go back to rest, in order to increase their own The fertility of the land in this area.
In normal land, according to the current violent planting method, it is basically impossible to plant a crop after sowing.
But the welfare disaster is strong here, even if your land is a desert, a barren place where no grass grows. As long as you can ensure that the water required for the growth of crops is sufficient, according to the grade, you can harvest the crops when the time is up.
As for the yield, there is naturally an upper limit and a lower limit. Judging from the lower limit of the current high-yielding seeds of high quality, the lowest is 1,400 kilograms or more.
It is completely enough for large-scale planting and harvesting in some places in the wasteland that are much poorer than the Hope Plains.
Furthermore, with the addition of welfare disaster, the land absorbs chemical fertilizers at an alarming rate.
As long as there is sufficient fertilizer, the fertility of the land can quickly return to its peak, and you can still get an excellent harvest during the next round of sowing.
“Hey, Moore, why is he disappearing while he is working!”
He encouraged several refugees who were working in the fields and measured a circle of fields with his legs. Finally, seeing Oreo running over and begging for food, and thinking about Moore who had been working all day, Su Mo suddenly became curious.
Normally, after working for a day, Moore wished he could eat seven or eight bowls of fried noodles in one meal before he would be satisfied.
After eating today in the morning, now, Moore is stunned that the bear shadow is gone and he doesn’t know where he went to fool around.
“Good guy, Moore went back to the shelter with others to eat, drink and rest, right?”
Su Mo felt a headache thinking of Moore who had been hanging around with the refugees before.
Oreo on the side also instantly understood what Somo meant. He barked twice and nodded, indicating that Moore's scent was in the village.
"It's too relaxed to be so unwary of others. No, I must give Moore a good education this time when I go back."
After looking around and seeing all the refugees who had been fertilizing before leaving, Sumo simply walked away. Step by step, walk towards the village.
The people in the Candlelight Shelter are okay, they are basically acquaintances. If this were any other shelter, Moore rushed in, wouldn't this be the food that came to the door enthusiastically and gave people extra meals?
With education in mind, as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the village, Sumo became serious, his smile disappeared, and he returned to his former cold appearance.
But strangely enough, the soldiers who used to be on duty at the entrance of the village are missing today. I don’t know where they went.
"After harvesting food, discipline is completely gone. In the future, we still have to find a professional instructor to train!"
With a hint of disappointment and a shake of his head, Somo walked into the entrance of the village.
After walking along the one-way street of about five or six meters, relying on my strong hearing, the sounds of human breathing and the sounds of people gathering began to become more sparse.
Although these sounds were much weaker than usual, as if someone was trying to cover them up, some noises still reached Somo's ears.
No matter how long the one-way street is, it has an end.
After turning a corner and walking out of the one-way street, my eyes suddenly became brighter.
But at the same time, the scene in front of him completely stunned Sumo, who had been mentally prepared.
In the square used for gatherings in the village, the refugees who had previously "lied" to rest were all standing here, forming a large fan-shaped circle. .
In the sunken square, although the faces of these refugees are all black, it cannot hide their eyes of burning expectancy.
Moore, who was running around to fool around, was standing at the front of the crowd, with a look of 4 points of embarrassment and 6 points of expectation on his face.
Even Oreo beside him laughed loudly, ran to the side and lay down at the feet of Zhong Qingshu, giving up the home court to the crowd's focus at this time
Sumo!
In front of all the refugees was the management of the Candlelight Shelter, led by Chen Shen, with seven or eight people standing together.
These people scrubbed all the dirt on their faces and hands, and put on a brand new set of clothes.
Seeing Su Mo stunned, all the refugees, led by Chen Shen, lowered their bodies uniformly and made a 90-degree bow.
Wow!
As if they had rehearsed the entire set of movements countless times, except for Moore, everyone else even tried to maintain the same speed!
As Chen Shen bowed, the tray he was holding in his hands lowered enough for Sumo to see what was on it.
On the maroon tray, there is a large bowl as white as jade.
In the big bowl, there is green-red soup, which looks attractive and delicious, exuding a sour and spicy taste.
The tray looked like it was handmade and was not flat. As Chen Shen's hands shook when he bent down, the soup inside also rose and fell from time to time, revealing what was underneath.
"Brother Su, today is our Chinese New Year's Eve. We have gathered supplies together, but we can't find anything good to buy for you in the market."
"This bowl of dumplings is Everyone’s thoughts, please don’t take it personally, Brother Su!”
Look at the hundreds of enthusiastic refugees below, and then look at the moon in the sky.
Chen Shen's words made a feeling of an alien life emerge from Somo's heart.
today?
It turns out to be New Year’s Eve?
(End of this chapter)