Chapter 239

Woo

Woo

Seeing the stunned crowd in the distance, Moore pressed the horn curiously, and the melodious sound of the horn immediately began to echo on the empty wasteland!

To be fair, the sound of the harvester's horn is not pleasant to hear, even a little harsh!

But it was this harsh familiar sound that made refugees who had seen harvesters on earth react.

"Harvester, it's really a harvester. Su Shen made the harvester!"

"My mother, I heard that Su Shen was purchasing drawings two days ago, and now it has been made?"

"If there is a harvester, there will be no other automatic machinery?"

The closer the two mechanical monsters are, the louder the roar from the engine is. This sound seems to play the melody in the blood of every refugee.

Even Chen Shen, who claims to have been able to handle things calmly on weekdays, opened his mouth.

Outside the crowd, Zhong Qingshu, standing under a tree, his beautiful eyes also flickered, looking at Moore driving the harvester, revealing a trace of curiosity.

On the other side, looking at all the refugees who had been prepared, Su Mo did not ink, so he stopped the vehicle and opened the door.

According to the previous plan, Orio, who was looking at the vice chair, rushed out first, like a silver lightning disappearing in the field of vision. Su Mo finished the hem of his combat suit and got off slowly.

Oreo is on alert, and Moore is in charge of clearing the site.

Looking at the expectant crowd, Su Mo neatly took out the seeds in the storage space and piled them on the ground:

"I have brought the seeds. It's not too late. Start sowing quickly!"

Sophisticated seeds naturally have a light layer of fluorescence, which is very conspicuous in the absence of light pollution in today's waste soil.

"Brother Su, we all have this harvester. Do we have to change the share, or right"

There are two kinds of efficiency and speed with or without a harvester.

Moreover, as long as enough fuel can be provided, a lot of manpower can be saved for subsequent cultivation and sowing.

"No, I provide this harvester for free, but I have several requirements. I hope you can cooperate with me."

Su Mo smiled after glancing at the nervous refugees in front of the candlelight shelter.

"I can provide not only harvesters, subsequent rotary cultivators and flour mills, but after planting four or five rounds, I need everyone to cooperate with me to grow other things."

"Such as cabbage, soybeans, carrots, cotton"

He said the names of seven or eight crops in one breath. Looking at the people who had been completely stupid, Su Mo shrugged and continued to take out the seeds.

Although I expected the impact of these automated tools on the waste land refugees early on, the reality is much more exaggerated than I imagined at this stage.

What is the opening lightning strike Jpg has been performed incisively and vividly by these people.

After fourorfive seconds, seeing that everyone's eyes were still staring blankly ahead, Su Mo had no choice but to wave his hand helplessly:

"Well, well, what's the matter? Wait until we harvest a wave. Don't wait until 12 o'clock, and the seeds haven't been sown."

The refugees, who were still immersed in the shock, also reacted to Su Mo's words, and immediately put on a lingering smile on their faces. They all rubbed their hands and lined up in a long line according to the previous arrangement.

240 mu of land. In the process of opening up land these days, candlelight shelters have been built up again and again, which were previously put into nearby refugees.

At present, there are 133 adults in the shelter, six minors aged 17, and a baby in infancy.

Among them, there are only 46 men, so the task volume of each person is 2.5 mu, a total of 115 mu.

Six underage children, one person, one mu of land, share 6 mu.

As for the remaining women, in addition to several necessary logistics to ensure that the workers eat and drink water, according to the head, one person is divided into 1.5 mu, just finishing all the cultivated land.

At this time, Chen Shen stood in the front, and each time he called a person's name, a corresponding person came forward to receive the share of seeds belonging to his own cultivated land.

Standing next to Chen Shen, Su Mo, who had been nervous all the time, finally breathed a sigh of relief after receiving the attention of each refugee and watching everyone start planting according to the previous distribution.

With the exception of Zhong Qingshu, at present, everyone in the candlelight refuge, including the management, has to work.

Fortunately, the teachers in these tianzhuhuo shelters have trained everyone on how to plant. Walking on the ridge, Su Mo began to look left and right, stunned that he didn't find anything wrong.

"In civilized times, if you want to plant the land well, unless you like it very much or pass it on for several generations, not many people are willing to do this kind of hard work."

"When we get to the wasteland, everyone will die if they don't farm. In this way, both the learning speed and the farming attitude are too serious!"

Coming back and forth, Su Mo nodded quietly when he saw that several minors were also planting in a pattern.

Everything is developing according to the envisaged process. The more you plant, the better you plant, the more you get.

Even if Su Mo didn't need to continue to stand next to supervise the work, these people also used their strength, one by one crazy.

"How about it? Didn't you expect this efficiency?"

"I didn't expect that. Who knows if they were white-collar workers a month ago? Students can adapt so quickly."

Seeing Su Mo standing on the ridge in a daze, Zhong Qingshu didn't know when, and quietly walked over.

"Unfortunately, the next disaster is coming. I hope everyone here can live well!"

Shaking his head, Su Mo also had a headache about the future of these people at the thought of the upcoming punishment disaster flood.

So far, the cause of punitive disaster has not been found.

If there is no change, then all mankind will suffer from a 180 day flood.

But fortunately, this time triggered a welfare disaster, and most people gathered up food for half a year is not a problem.

"If this disaster is really a flood, whether human beings can survive may not be the biggest problem."

"Oh?"

Looking at Zhong Qingshu's meaningful eyes, Su Mo looked in the direction of her eyes.

It happens to be the building complex of candlelight refuge!

"If the coming flood lasts 180 days, it will retreat because of the end of the disaster. Human survival is not a problem."

"People at low places migrate to high places, and people at the foot of the mountain walk up the mountain. It's really not good. It's possible to spend some points and materials to build a small boat."

"But the refuge everyone created with the core is gone, isn't it!"

Although a small number have abandoned the shelters created by the game and choose to build their own houses, they try not to rely on the game for anything.

However, more than 70% of people still live in game shelters and must rely on the functions of the game panel to survive.

The arrival of the flood, not to mention the wooden houses on the ground, is a devastating disaster for all underground shelters.

When the 180 day flood passes, these people's underground shelters have no magical blessing or high technology to resist.

After the flood recedes, what remains can only be a mess.

As for the log cabin on the ground, it may have been built high in the early morning, but it can also find ways to resist it. The low ones also need to be abandoned.

"Yes, after most people's shelters have disappeared, it is difficult to rely on these magical functions to develop rapidly."

"As far as I know, many design drawings now need a sufficient level of shelter to use. If everyone abandons their own shelter, it is equivalent to abandoning the opportunity to contact game technology."

"If it goes on like this, human technology will be in a bottleneck even if it recovers to the way it was before we came here in a decade or two."

"But who can say for sure what will happen in a few decades? Maybe our Su God will take everyone up!"

It seemed that she was afraid of putting too much pressure on Su mo. Zhong Qingshu said, tilted her head and thought for a while, and said a cold joke that made people shiver.

"If you really say so, I'll take everyone up with me."

"This disaster hasn't come yet. Who knows? In the future, maybe I will trigger another disaster, and the flood will disappear directly."

Worrying about the sky is never Su Mo's style. Looking at the worry in Zhong Qingshu's eyes, Su Mo endured it and still didn't say that he had Shanhai painted roll cards.

If human beings really want to reach the stage of life and death, as long as sumo uses this card, the flood will subside in a day.

When the time comes, mountains will rise, rivers will rise together, oceans will be directly generated, and everywhere will become a great plain suitable for human survival.

But before that, we still need the help of floods to find our sister and go to the lost satellite base to find the secrets of this world.

Sitting on the ridge, after finishing this topic, the two began to chat with each other.

Compared with Zhong Qingshu in the relics of time, she is more independent in mind and closer to the end of the world in the real world.

On many small issues, sumo also absorbed a little different ideas.

In the fields below, all the refugees also carried out the final sowing and ploughing work in an orderly manner according to the time plan.

Time passes minute by minute. At this time, no one is tired or painful.

Even if the protest has come from the waist, everyone is still firmly repeating the actions of bending down, lowering, lifting and taking.

A green moon, which is different from the monstrous red moon when the usual disaster comes, also quietly climbed into the sky.

This green is not fluorescent green, but a very comfortable and eye-friendly green, and in terms of brightness, it is enough to support everyone to work in the field.

The more dazzling the green light is, the closer it is to the time of disaster.

Until the green light was about to condense into reality, there was only the last ten minutes before the welfare disaster.

Two acres of land say more, say less, even a few children, have completed their tasks, sitting next to their own land, waiting for the disaster to come.

"How wonderful! Where are so many worries on the waste land? Where do you need so much foresight?"

"Living in the present and living well in the present are the most correct thinking. Look at them, how happy they are!"

Standing up, afraid of patting the soil on the combat clothes, Zhong Qingshu pulled up the numb leg beside her, and the two stood side by side.

Looking at the scattered refugees in the green light, they looked at the faces of several nearby people, although tired, but full of happiness.

For the first time, sumo understood why every time the sky fell, there would be tall people on top.

The stronger the ability, the greater the responsibility.

When we really reach that ideological realm, what the so-called "tall man" pursues may no longer be personal safety.

Hum

Thinking about it, when the clock struck twelve in the game panel, welfare disaster

Finally!