My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely! - Chapter 250

[Chapter 248 New Year’s Eve, Refugees’ Careful Thoughts!]

well known.

A crazy wave of eruptions, after releasing all the impulsive desires in the heart, the inevitable result will definitely be long-term weakness!

Especially in this outbreak, it is also necessary to consider that the refugees in Candlelight Refuge have been hungry for a month, and their physical fitness is extremely poor.

Now, after Guikulanghao shouted slogans for more than ten minutes, most of the people sat on the ground tired and gasping for breath.

Tired, really tired!

But it ‘s so refreshing in my heart !

From top to bottom, even those who have newly joined the sanctuary have a strong sense of belonging in their hearts at this time, and they are not unhappy.

Humans, as collective animals, have very strange habits.

The combat power of a single human may be 1, and it may reach 5 after gathering.

But if the morale is stimulated, the combat power can increase at a rate that other animals can’t understand.

Under the double or triple increase, it is possible for the individual combat power to go directly to 15 or 20.

At this time, under Moore’s leadership, after all the refugees transferred their attack “target” to the land in front of them, the efficiency climbed a new level again.

tired? It doesn’t matter, you can rest after cutting the ground and get a good night’s sleep.

hungry? That’s not a problem, everyone present tonight can eat a round belly, and no longer go to bed hungry.

No worries, everyone is thinking of dedicating their last vigor to this land, in order to bless the harvest!

“Okay, okay, the flour is about to spill out, 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!”

Seeing the four female workers who were wiping away tears while responding and working hard, Soma was also quite touched.

The newly harvested wheat not only has a lot of water, but also has a low yield rate and a large waste.

At the same time, the ground powder is not tasty in terms of taste and quality.

And only the dried wheat can be ground.

Fortunately, the sun in the wasteland is extremely hot, and the first batch of wheat and a small part of the second batch of wheat that have been dried for a day have already evaporated a lot of water.

At this time, although there will be a certain percentage of waste to use the flour mill to make flour, this waste is completely insignificant in front of the base.

Even after half a day in the sun tomorrow, the first batch and the second batch will be completely dry, and the powder yield will be higher and the taste will be more delicious. time.

Once on the earth, it was Yuan Lao, the older generation of scientists, who worked hard in the fields to develop various varieties of disaster-resistant and high-yielding varieties.

In one fell swoop, it solved the problem of eating for most people all over the world!

Famine no longer exists in their hands.

This kind of epic achievement, on the faces of today’s wasteland refugees, Soma can also feel more clearly how important it is to solve the problem of eating.

“Fortunately, this time, I made a welfare disaster by mistake. Otherwise, after the flood passes, there may not be even 10 million people who can survive!”

Patting the floating ashes on the combat uniform, he looked at it twice in three. After confirming that there was no problem with the machine, Soma walked slowly to the end of the field and started the last wave of inspection patrols before dark.

The day has been busy and time has passed quickly. From the busy morning to the present, the sunset on the horizon has also completed his task today, and it is time to “go home”.

Beside the more than 200 acres of land planned, there are also some mutant creatures that are already hungry and red-eyed, and want to come and attack while it is dark.

For this kind of invisible thing, I took out the rifle in the storage space and adjusted it to a single shot. With just a few bullets, the “food” for everyone to eat at night was left on the ground.

The booming gunshots did not distract the people in the field at all.

On the contrary, this kind of noise makes people feel more at ease in the sky that is about to darken.

“The explosion rate of mutant creatures today is really getting lower and lower. None of these three mutant creatures can only explode out of the treasure chest.

” Snow leopard, failed to burst out of the treasure chest.

This also confirms 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 opening up a home step by step and reviving technology is the main theme in the wasteland.

With the lessons of “our own people”, coupled with Soma’s undisguised contempt, and strong strength.

In the darkness far away, some people were still spying on the mutant creatures, and they all felt that this was a forbidden area, and they could only slip away with their tails tucked.

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 for the drying tomorrow.

At this moment, most of the people were exhausted. Except for the two rotary tillers and the noodle mill at the gate of the village that were still working, everyone else returned to the village and waited for dinner to be good. Get some sleep, and continue to fight again the next day.

But this is what the plan says, but there are still many older generation people who can endure hardship, still lying in the ground while others go back to rest, busy spreading the fertilizer prepared before, in order to increase their self-esteem The fertility of the land in this area.

In normal land, according to the current violent planting method, it is basically impossible to plant one crop at a time.

But the welfare disaster is strong here, even if your land is a desert, a place where barren grass does not grow.

As long as you can ensure that the crops need enough water to grow, according to the grade, you can harvest the crops when the time is up.

As for the output, there are naturally upper and lower limits. Judging from the lower limit of the current high-yield seeds of the sophisticated level, the minimum is 1,400 kilograms.

It is enough for large-scale planting and harvesting in places in the wasteland that are much barren than the Hope Plain.

Moreover, with the addition of welfare disasters, the absorption rate of fertilizers by the land is also frighteningly fast.

As long as there is sufficient fertilizer, the fertility of the land can quickly return to its heyday, and the next round of planting can still get an excellent harvest.

“Hey, Moore, why is he doing his job and disappearing!”

After encouraging a few refugees who were working in the field, after measuring the field with his legs, he watched Oreo run over and beg Eat, thinking about Moore who worked all day, Somo suddenly became curious.

As usual, after working for a day, Moore can’t wait to eat seven or eight bowls of oil-splashed noodles in one meal to be satisfied.

After eating this morning, now, Moore has lost his bear shadow, and doesn’t know where he went to fool around.

“My dear, Moore is not going to eat, drink, and rest with others to avoid refugees!”

Su Mo felt a headache when he thought of Moore, who had been leaning on his shoulders with the refugees before.

Oreo on the side also instantly understood the meaning of Soma, Wang Wang called twice and nodded, indicating that the smell of Moore was in the village.

“I’m so unsuspecting of others, it’s too relaxing, no, I must educate Moore when I go back this time.”

After surveying the surrounding refugees who had been fertilizing before, all of them had left, Su Mo simply threw off his steps and walked to the village. go.

The people in Candlelight Refuge are okay, they are basically acquaintances. If this is another sanctuary, Moore rushed in. This is not a door-to-door enthusiasm for food, and he went to give others a meal!

With the thought of education, as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the village, Su Mo’s face became serious, his smile was retracted, and he returned to the cold appearance of the past.

However, it is strange that the soldiers who would be on duty at the entrance of the village in the past are nowhere to be seen today, and they do not know where they have gone.

“After this harvest, the discipline is completely gone. In the future, I still have to find a professional instructor to train and train!”

Shaking his head with a slight disappointment, Soma walked into the village entrance.

After walking along the one-way street of about five or six meters, relying on strong hearing, the sound of human breathing and the sound of crowd gathering began to become more sparse.

Although these sounds were much weaker than usual, as if someone was trying to cover them up, there were still some noises that entered Soma’s ears.

No matter how long the one-way street is, it has an end.

Turning a corner, after walking out of the one-way street, the eyes suddenly opened up.

But at the same time, the sight in front of him completely stunned Soma, who was already prepared.

On the square used for gatherings in the village on weekdays, the refugees who had “falsely claimed” to go to rest before, but at this time, all of them stood here, forming a large fan-shaped circle.

In the sunken square, although the faces of these refugees were black, they could not hide their eager eyes.

Moore, who ran away to fool around, was standing at the front of the crowd, with 4 points of embarrassment and 6 points of hope on the bear’s face.

Even Oreo, who was beside him, laughed loudly, and ran to the side of Zhong Qingshu, lying at the feet, giving up the home court to

Soma, the focus of the crowd at this time!

In front of all the refugees was the management of Candlelight Refuge, led by Chen Shen, and seven or eight people stood together.

These people wiped all the dirt on their faces and hands, and put on a new set of clothes.

Seeing Su Mo stunned, all the refugees, headed by Chen Shen, lowered their bodies uniformly and made a 90-degree bow.

Whoa!

It seemed like they had been rehearsed countless times. Except for Moore, everyone else kept their speed as consistent as possible!

As Chen Shen bowed, the tray on his hands also lowered, enough for Soma to see what was on it.

On the jujube-red tray, there is a large bowl as white as jade.

In a large bowl, there is a blue-red soup, which looks tempting and delicious, exuding a hot and sour taste.

The tray looked like it was made by hand and was not flat. With Chen Shen’s hands shaking when he bent down, the soup inside was also rising and falling from time to time, revealing what was underneath.

“Brother Su, today is our Chinese New Year’s Eve. The big guys gathered together the supplies, but I couldn’t find anything good in the market to buy you.”

“This bowl of dumplings is everyone’s heart, and please don’t dislike it, Brother Su!”

Staring at the hundreds of refugees below with their faces full of enthusiasm, and then look at the moon in the sky.

Chen Shen’s words caused a feeling like a world away from the bottom of Soma’s heart.

today?

It’s already New Year’s Eve?

(End of this chapter)