Chapter 243

Take out a basin of snow dregs that are still cold, cover it on your face and rub it slightly twice, and then add the precipitated snow water.

After washing his face and head, Su Mo only felt that his whole body was much easier.

The greasy fatigue caused by staying up late also dissipated in an instant.

The oily noodles made yesterday were put in the storage space. At this time, they were just taken out and slightly cooler, but fortunately, the noodles have not been Tuo together.

Wake up Moore, one big four small start to solve breakfast in a hurry.

On the wasteland, there is no sense of time. It all depends on "Dreams" and "self-control" to drive individuals forward.

After dinner, seeing that Moore had begun to wash the dishes and pots habitually, Su Mo patted Moore's wide back with relief, and walked slowly to the first floor.

At present, the oil reserves in the shelter have been in urgent need, and it is only just enough.

If there is extra expenditure, it is bound to spend points to buy in the market, which is extremely uneconomical.

Therefore, adhering to the principle of saving as much as you can, you must drive two rotary tillers together at one time to save fuel as much as possible.

There was no waste land traffic police. After studying the structure of a circle of rotary cultivators, sumo began a bold "illegal" refit.

First, on the front iron plate of the rotary cultivator behind, directly remove it and weld a hook.

Then Su Mo returned to the workbench. According to the imagination in his mind, it took about 20 minutes to rub out an arm thick chain.

Try to hang one end of the iron chain on the hook and the other end directly on the rear baffle of the front car. The two rotary tillers are simply connected together.

Put down the hand brake of the rear car, step on the accelerator of the front car, and drive back and forth three or four times. After confirming that the chain of the rear car is stably connected with the front car, sumo finally put down his heart.

"Knowledge on the earth is the wealth on the waste land. Relying on the way of predecessors, I can also recover the heyday of civilization and technology faster!"

Think about the bare depressions and underground shelters with only one layer of wood a month ago.

Look at the "new" refuge with lush vegetation, thick boulders and three steel behemoths.

If there is any construction achievement, the honor engraved in sumo's achievement book will be brilliant!

"After today and tomorrow, the shelter will not worry about eating and drinking at all. When I get my sister back, I can study how to break the cage set by this world!"

In history, it's better to be the emperor of Ming Dynasty from beggar, or the emperor of Han Dynasty.

Like these great men recorded in the history of China, Su Mo has also evolved from a small staff in the past, who just wanted to live safely, to a mentality that wants to investigate what happened in this world.

And this is just a month!

"Only under high pressure can I grow. On the waste soil, the fiercer and fiercer I am, the better I can protect my family and better find the truth!"

Watching Oreo jump into his back seat and Moore close the door behind him and sit on the rotary tiller, Su Mo's fighting spirit flickered in his eyes, and there was no longer a trace of longing for a stable life.

"Moore, two cars, drive slowly and don't collide!"

He said hello, looked at Moore's smart point of his bear's head, and pulled the chain behind him curiously. Su Mo turned his head, released the brake of the Land Rover, and slowly rowed forward.

It can be seen from the size of sparks that the IQ of waste soil organisms will become higher and higher after long-term drinking of Youneng water.

This point has also been fully verified by Moore.

Under the intentional or unintentional guidance of Su Mo, the brain of the thunder bear soldier not only learned to farm, but also learned to drive all kinds of vehicles.

Up to now, Moore is even more stable than sumo, an old driver on earth.

sth. one knows well and can manage with ease.

Looking at the marks on the ground that were about to be crushed, when sumo regained consciousness, the fields opened up by the candlelight shelter had appeared at the end of the horizon.

Compared with the previous gray and black, the fields today are orange and pleasant to see.

Rolling down the window, the smell of wheat drifted into the car along the wind, bringing a smell of "harvest".

It was already ten o'clock in the morning of wasteland time, and all the refugees in the candlelight shelter also successfully completed the first harvest and returned to the shelter to catch up with time.

People's physical strength is limited. If they rely on human cultivation alone, even with the terrible growth rate of excellent seeds, they can only barely sow three rounds in three days.

But now, after looking at the two rotary tillers in the rear-view mirror and seeing the screams of several vigilant refugees below, sumo's mouth pulled out a thin arc.

The emergence of rotary tillers undoubtedly greatly liberated the labor force.

Several old drivers who would drive took the wrong shift according to Su Mo's requirements.

When the two rotary tillers began to turn over the ground according to the established route during the hurried handover, not only the people in the candlelight shelter breathed a sigh of relief, but also su Mo unloaded the sense of urgency along the way.

At present, the bodies of the refugees in the candlelight shelter have not been strengthened, and the rest time should be at least four to six hours.

After walking around the quiet candlelight shelter, looking at Zhong Qingshu curled up in the corner of the room and sleeping together, Su Mo's heart was not only warm.

"The people in the candlelight shelter are poor people, or... Most of the people who came to the end of the world are good people!"

"Villains like Huang Biao and Maeda Jianren are still in the minority after all!"

Coming to the end of the wasteland, everyone is lonely and eager to be embraced.

Including Zhong Qingshu, this person is stubborn in both the real world and the relics of time.

No matter how Su Mo asked, Zhong Qingshu chose to keep silent about her family.

In desperation, Su Mo had to give up the idea of asking questions.

Looking at it all the way, he walked all the way to the kitchen of the candlelight shelter at the end of the village. After thinking about it, Su Mo took out the upgraded Youneng water again and added a whole liter in proportion.

These candlelight refugees who have experienced hardships and can maintain a kind heart are treasures.

If these people can survive the flood in the future and persist until sumo takes back his sister and returns to the place where the dream began again, these people will become the first aborigines of the depression.

For example, in the future, whether it is to take care of farms, create a low-lying environment, or gradually build the first city on the waste soil from scratch, and slowly restore productivity, population will be the best force.

"The more people there are, the stronger the ability of my shelter to resist risks."

"If I can restore technology to the heyday of the earth, like this flood, there is no need to be afraid."

Sitting on the ridge and looking at the two rotary tillers working in a hurry below, Su Mo was quite touched.

After eleven o'clock, the refugees in the candlelight shelter began to wake up in batches.

After a simple lunch, no one urged and no one shouted.

All the refugees spontaneously picked up farm tools and rushed to the farmland excitedly.

Of course, every refugee passing by will cast reverent eyes when he sees sumo.

Especially after receiving Su Mo's friendly smile response, these people were even more energetic, finding their own land and swinging their hoes crackling.

Facts have proved that Su Mo has a very good vision in selecting people.

Under the arrangement of Chen Shen, the scheduling of refugees in all candlelight shelters is very scientific and rigorous.

People in the front of the cultivated land can go to bed early when they harvest last night. Correspondingly, after sleeping for five to six hours, they need to get up early to work.

It happened that when these people went to work, the rotary cultivator just opened out the land in front of them, which could be used for these people to continue planting after simple repair.

When people who sleep late last night get up, the rotary tiller can also finish the remaining land according to the efficiency, ensuring that no chance is wasted in the middle.

Scientific and efficient management, coupled with the enthusiasm of refugees, and the assistance of automated tools.

Sitting on the ridge of the field, Su Mo just stared blankly and didn't go anywhere. He stood at the head of the field like a statue.

But

Not only did the efficiency in the fields below slow down because of the longer working hours, but the refugees became more and more motivated.

Su Mo is here, that is absolutely safe.

When farming, there will be no danger to touch yourself, and all potential threats will be reduced to "zero"!

It's like returning to the earth. Everyone can be rewarded on demand as long as they do their own things well.

Even some "young women" who are tired of working can feel the strength emerging from all over as long as they look at Su Mo's handsome and heroic face on the head of the field.

In this case, even the scorching sun overhead seems to be a little less powerful.

Of course, what these people don't know is that the energy in their bodies is not all psychological factors. The added energy water in the drinking water allocated every hour is also one of the main reasons why they can persist.

In the afternoon, Moore, who stood aside as a security guard, also couldn't bear the impulse of constantly surging from his body, known as "farming", shouted and rushed down to the ground to help the refugees share the farm work.

At first, the fierce thunder bear warrior naturally startled everyone, but after accepting the setting of being a sumo pet, everyone immediately became enthusiastic.

Su Mo is the patron saint of all people. Can his pet go crazy and hurt people!

Su Mo, sitting above, couldn't help laughing when he saw that the thunder bear soldier quickly lowered the IQ level of others by his own "IQ" and conquered all refugees by his own craft.

"Not bad, Su Shen. It's the first time I've seen you laugh in such a long time!"

"I'm also an ordinary person, but I'm just mythologized by them."

Waving his hand, he looked at the spear in his hand and patrolled around. Zhong Qingshu, with sweat on his forehead, came over. Su Mo also felt a little sigh in his heart.

Up and down the candlelight shelter, only Zhong Qingshu dared to come up and joke.

Other people are either as awed as Chen Shen, or stare with God's eyes like ordinary refugees.

Only by the side of Zhong Qingshu, Su Mo will take off his disguise and behave no different from ordinary people.

Standing up and looking at the hurried scene below, Su Mo simply followed Zhong Qingshu to shoulder the patrol work around the field.

The two talked about astronomy and geography, and then about sailing.

From how to develop a large gathering place, whether to use above ground buildings or underground buildings, we can also say that there is a gathering place. What is the first thing to build.

Under the collision of thinking between liberal arts students and science students, there are many sparks between thinking.

At the same time, in the conversation, Su Mo also found many neglected points before.

"You're right. If I want to build a small boat, I may need only one person to go to sea. With the help of Moore, it's enough."

"But in this way, the ship's ability to resist risks in the flood is too poor, and it is likely to be overturned by a peak."

"But if we build a big ship without computer assistance, we can't control it alone. It's difficult!"

A previously ignored point was accidentally called by Zhong Qingshu, and even Su Mo felt embarrassed.