Chapter 731

Chapter 731 disaster law, terrible fog!

June 16, the eighth year of the doomsday calendar, at 5 p.m.

Several large soft clouds float in the afterglow of the sunset, reflecting like fire.

Many migrant workers who had rested all day began to go out to look for food and work at night.

Just, after the explosion last night.

Although everyone can still keep smiling on their faces, they are also a little scared in their hearts.

This is the largest territory in the new world!

In the past, no one dared to come to Tianyuan territory to make an attack. It is estimated that they were handled by the inspection department before they started planning.

But this time, not only did the inspection department make no public announcement, but all the guards also kept silent.

This feeling even means that the explosion never happened last night.

"No matter, anyway, we leave after the summer harvest. If others want to engage in Tianyuan territory, it has nothing to do with us."

"Yes, the explosion last night looked fierce. In fact, it didn't hurt anything at all. I heard it. It needs cold treatment."

"Cold treatment, can't it? Isn't this a face beating territory? Can it be cold treated?"

A few idle men with rice bowls squatted at the door of the restaurant, sucking away the full noodles in the bowl and chatting.

It was hot, and the heat in the bowl was steaming out, burning them all in sweat.

But the roadside restaurants are all old men, and no one cares.

On the contrary, several people gathered around and began to talk.

After a while, as more and more people talked about the topic also began to gradually wanton.

The restaurant owner was also afraid that these "key politicians" would cause trouble, so he had to stand up and walk to the crowd.

However.

Just after he took a few steps, two people came in from the side of the crowd.

One person looked strong and covered with pimples, while the other person was a thief and opened his mouth:

"Hey, did you go to see the new contract of Ziliang square?"

Just now I talked about why the Lord of Tianyuan territory disappeared for so long. After being interrupted, some people in the crowd immediately expressed their displeasure.

But when they heard the words "free LiangFang" and the new contract, everyone's attention was attracted again.

"What new contract?!"

"For the new contract, which requires no harvesting but only wheat picking in the field, the workload is not a little less, but we still have half of it?"

"Half? Just pick it up? Are you kidding me?"

"That is, if you really need to pick it up, it's not giving us money. Bend over and get money."

"Don't spread rumors and let others know about it, or you won't know who you smoke."

Several lazy men put down their bowls with an expression of disbelief.

But what he didn't expect was that the thief still patted his chest and promised:

"Who teases you? If you don't believe it, let's go and have a look!"

Now, I saw his promise.

Everyone couldn't help but stop talking, all got up and left quickly in the shop owner's surprised eyes.

If the news is false, they will go for nothing at most and take a walk after dinner.

But if the news is true, there is nothing to say.

Whoever runs fast in this kind of work of collecting money must be his!

Slow people can't even drink soup.

"A lot of people came to register. It is preliminarily estimated that 3000 people went up, and many others defaulted from Qiankun grain bank."

"If we don't impose restrictions, we can charge at least 5000 more people tonight!"

Standing in front of the shop and looking at the long queue that couldn't see the end, Sun Quan hurriedly reported.

The truth of this scene surprised him.

Previously, the best estimate was only 5000 people.

However, with the impact of this "explosion" that can be called a masterstroke, many people are panicked, and they don't want to work hard.

In this way, the job of picking wheat has become a sweet pastry.

It can not only make money easily, but also find out in advance and avoid the danger when it comes.

Even if the Qiankun grain bank across the street is determined to increase its previous treatment by one point and continue to make profits, it will not prevent the surging flow of people from flowing to Ziliang Fang.

"Don't worry, there will be more descendants after tonight"

"Prepare the emergency plan. I need to wait for all our LiangFang employees to receive the news in time."

"Also, tonight's harvest must start on time, even if it can't organize everyone to go, it must move!"

After hearing Sun Quan's report, Su Mo nodded frequently and frowned slowly.

He took back the two harvesters that Baoyu heavy industry had made, and personally went down to the ground to supervise and review the harvest results.

For this summer harvest, he has a certain certainty.

At full power, small and medium-sized harvesters on the earth can only harvest at the efficiency of 10 mu per hour, and they also need to stop every four hours to cool the engine.

But these two waste soil version harvesters.

The type II agricultural energy stone engine carried by it alone can be regarded as unexplained.

This engine not only does not need to rest, but also reduces the energy consumption burden of the engine during continuous work, and continuously provides sufficient energy to all parts of the harvester.

And the buffer alloy, the use of the effect is also amazing.

Even the fragile Xinghuo No. 3 wheat will not be shattered by the sharp knife head, and falling to the ground can still ensure the integrity of the main body.

According to the results of initial use, this harvester can harvest at least 100 mu of land per hour, about the size of sixorseven football fields.

In three days and 24 hours a day, each machine can take away at least 7000 mu of land.

Plus ordinary people who still choose to harvest with stone sickles.

Not to mention the 15000 Mu contracted by Ziliang square, it is not too big a problem to count the 13000 mu of Qiankun grain bank.

"Unfortunately, the big head was taken away by the territory, otherwise I will recreate more than a dozen of them."

"It's comfortable for me to harvest all these hundreds of thousands of mu of land alone." Su Mo sighed for a moment, and put his thoughts away.

In the past, when there were many private LiangFang, the contracted land could reach 60000 or 70000 Mu at most.

However, after vicious competition in the past two years, the number of fields flowing out has become less and less, and most of them have returned to the territory.

For example, this time, it is Sangtian town's own harvesting plant that attracts foreign workers.

They alone are estimated to include more than 100000 people, not only engaged in wheat and rice harvesting. He is also responsible for the cultivation and picking of some vegetables. He is so busy that iron man has to be afraid.

"Well, don't watch them sign up here. Go back and have a rest."

"In the next three days, forget it, you will know after night." sumo waved his hand.

"OK, I'll go in and sleep." The two entered the inner hall together and then separated.

Su Mo returned to the laboratory alone and sat in front of the clean and tidy micro operation platform.

He suddenly thought of those who were willing to take a small income in the official plantation, but still did not want to quit and join the private LiangFang.

Maybe they are really sober.

Ordinary people are simply unable to resist in the face of disasters, and only powerful territories can be relied on.

Working in private LiangFang, they can at most get some lucrative income in a short time to meet the next life.

But it takes longer to see.

Although the salary of the official plantation is low, identity is often used as a temptation to reward those hardworking people.

And as long as you can achieve good results by participating in the summer harvest for five consecutive years, you can directly join the territory as a planting worker.

Now, it is the fourth year of the territory's summer harvest.

Hold on until next year, maybe someone can join the territory in this way, no longer be a wandering prodigal, and completely have a home.

"Identity to wasteland is indeed a double-edged sword. Sometimes the disadvantages outweigh the advantages, and sometimes the advantages outweigh the disadvantages."

"It can't be said that their choice is right or wrong, but it still needs time to prove it."

Sweeping away these messy thoughts, sumo raised his hand and found several neatly printed books from his desk pocket.

After listening to Zhang Min's description of the hail disaster, he returned to LiangFang and temporarily sent someone to collect it.

What is recorded above is the specific situation and evolution of each disaster from human crossing to waste soil.

Some people collect these disasters, make their own law analysis, and attach corresponding countermeasures to each disaster, so as to make money from sales.

Some people have synthesized the earth moving deeds in these disasters into heroic stories one after another to meet the human pursuit of hope.

Others selected those territories or individuals who performed well in each disaster, summarized and disseminated their disaster mitigation measures, so as to obtain more people to join the plan and improve the survival knowledge that every human should know.

Different intentions lead to different purposes.

Making money is the result of these best sellers, but what they preach has indeed helped many people over the years.

Turning to the first book, historical records of waste land disaster, Su Mo slowly sank down and began to read the preface word by word.

The author of this book, Zheng Shiguang, was originally a geographer on earth.

When he came to the wasteland, he was lucky to use his knowledge and survived hard in the early stage.

Then, by chance, he joined the Dragon flag refuge, which is currently the most expensive for mankind.

Now, there is not much pressure on survival, and the material is not so scarce.

Zheng Shiguang devoted himself to the study of disasters from the beginning, trying to find the rules.

From the first year, in the next eight years, he went to many places of waste land in person, and the new world was measured several times with his feet.

This historical record records what he has seen and heard in the past eight years, as well as various analyses of disasters.

Turning down, Su Mo didn't skip the previous disasters he had experienced, but still wanted to see Zheng Shiguang's analysis of the previous disasters.

But after looking at it for a few times, he couldn't help chucking and laughing.

"Huo, Zheng Shiguang used to be a su boaster. No wonder so many people are willing to buy his books and listen to his stories."

On the whole page, it is clear that the difficult situation of mankind in the previous disasters should be recorded.

But Zheng Shiguang was different. He wrote about the impact of the human God Su on the disaster and boasted about the great deeds of the human God su.

Looking at this page alone, although there is no audience analysis, Su Mo can also think of attracting most Su Chui and will definitely pay for it without brains and collect it.

He continued to watch patiently for a while, and finally saw that when the winter disaster of the first year came, Su Mo was refreshed again.

The winter disaster described in the book is the same as the real waste soil.

They are blizzard, storm and great cooling.

The lethality of these three disasters was not strong, and the human forces were in the deep sea at that time, so they did not have much perception.

Zheng Shiguang only described a few strokes, and then took one.

But he spent a full page describing the next series of disasters in detail.

"Fog?"

Scanning these two words, Su Mo frowned.

According to Zheng Shiguang, when the last storm ended, the game immediately notified the theme of the next series of disasters.

Unlike this winter, human beings can know its significance at a glance.

The word "fog" looks strange, and the specific description of the disaster is also confusing.

"Fog is the first long-term sustainable disaster of waste soil"

"The disaster has three cycles, with the duration of 36 days, 72 days and 144 days respectively."

"On the new world, the visibility of fog corresponding to 36 days is two meters, 72 days is three meters, 144 days is the most, but only five meters."

"In the deep sea, due to the reduction of disaster, all values are amplified by ten times, but it still affects human normal action."

At the beginning, Zheng Shiguang summarized the disaster in the second half of the first year.

Then in the next paragraph, he analyzes from specific aspects:

"The fog disaster is not a direct disaster of destruction, but a deliberate provocation of disputes between mankind and other races."

"According to what later people said and various information collection, because of the existence of fog, the war between territories in the new world has doubled dozens of times out of thin air, and more and more friction has intensified with the impact of fog on life. Every day, those" territories "that are established and difficult to move have to worry about whether a group of crazy predators will rush out of the fog, and the lone wolf, We should also worry about whether we will run into a group of crazy enemies in the fog. "

"The thick fog makes most humans suffer from serious rheumatic bone disease, which will bring unbearable pain every time it is overcast, which will greatly affect the efficiency of work, and the continuous high humidity has also corroded human buildings and previously preserved food, greatly increasing the difficulty of survival."

"According to accurate statistics, nearly a quarter of the human population has been harvested due to respiratory diseases caused by fog, up to 500 million people. In addition, due to the difficulty of human exposure to sunlight for up to half a year, insufficient ultraviolet radiation, insufficient production of vitamin D in the body, and greatly reduced absorption of calcium, most people's bodies are more fragile and more difficult to adapt to the sudden rhythm of waste soil. "

"The fog is undoubtedly a fatal threat to the growth of crops. Despite the one-year renovation period won by Su Shen, the game put down the fog in order to limit the speed of human farming, which still leads to being in the deep sea, and everyone has not been able to accumulate enough food until leaving the deep sea for the new continent, the per capita reserve is only 200 days."

"In terms of transportation, the fog has completely isolated the medium and long-distance communication between human beings and human territories in the new world, so that all human colonies can only fight independently and develop independently; In the deep sea, fog also greatly affects the risk of sailing ships. Almost every day, ships get lost on the route and disappear into the vast sea with supplies. "

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Dozens of hazards occupy most of the space.

Although Zheng Shiguang didn't want to intimidate and create anxiety, Su Mo sincerely felt a chill in his back just looking at the words he wrote.

In terms of the direct harm, the heavy fog for half a year is simply not comparable to the upcoming hail disaster that will last for three days.

In terms of indirect harm, hail can hardly catch up with it!

"Grass, no wonder I didn't see those magical plants I planted before in the territory."

"So! It's because of the damn fog!"

"Half a year of fog, no sunlight, even if there is secluded water, it can't carry it!"