My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely! Chapter 230: Preparation, busy last day

The lack of diesel fuel was likely to be resolved, and after recording it in the material requirements, Sumo turned back to the third floor.

The problem of the harvester was solved, and the two design drawings left on the table were much simpler.

Don't mention the noodle grinder, even the rotary cultivator is nothing more than a tractor with a rotary cultivator shaft, and there is no technical difficulty at all.

Because the drawings he got were oblique rotary tiller shafts, without too much thought and system help, Sumo just leaned on the workbench, and before two o'clock in the middle of the night, Sumo also finished the entire rotary by hand. The shell of the cultivator.

"The workbench is easy to use, but it is difficult to make big things. After the disaster is over, we must quickly make the cutting machine."

After finishing the most important main part, as the cutter head in the shaft of the rotary tiller for farming, it can only rely on the system to slowly glue small parts together, and finally form a large piece.

Fortunately, the copper and iron purchased last time were very abundant, and finally there was no bottleneck in terms of materials.

Time passed by every minute and every second, beckoning Moore to go back and forth to hug things up.

When the iron block at hand was empty, the last part of the rotary tiller was finally manufactured.

Next, you only need to wait until tomorrow to exchange some items that can reduce the consumption of survival points in the trading secret, and the rotary tiller can be freshly baked and become an important part of the automated farm.

"Master Sumo, Moore is so sleepy, Moore wants to sleep!"

After sowing the remaining three acres of land, negotiating a deal, and rushing out the rotary cultivator and harvester overnight, this kind of work efficiency is quite exaggerated and terrifying even in modern times.

Moore, who had been busy for a whole day, had reached his deadline at this time. After following Su Mo to the second floor, he muttered a few words and lay down on the ground to sleep soundly.

Looking at this bear warrior, Su Mo couldn't laugh or cry. After pasting the picture scroll card on Moore, he strolled back to his little bed.

Looking at the tasks set in the morning in the diary, Sumo shook his back, feeling quite emotional.

"Farm work is not as dangerous as fighting, but it is also a job that trains people"

"Presumably after this wave, when we return to the earth, all human beings in the wasteland will become good farmers."

With all kinds of thoughts rising in my mind, I just lay on the bed, and I haven't had time to watch a wave of information on the World Channel.

A wave of fatigue rushed into Su Mo's mind.

Suppressing the double exhaustion of the mind and body, after finding out the picture scroll of mountains and seas and pasting up the card, and draining a half cup of psionic water beside the bed, Su Mo immediately became sleepy and fell into a deep sleep within a few minutes in sleep.

This kind of mental exhaustion is more tormenting than physical exhaustion.

But at the same time, after recovery, the next time the same thing happens, the body's tolerance will improve a lot.

During sleep, the cells in the brain quickly reorganize and join a new "combat" group to ensure that the next day's body will not be abnormal.

The misty starlight of the picture scroll of mountains and seas and the blue light spots of the phantom energy water are also constantly dissociated in the body, producing various energies needed by the human body.

This night, Su Mo slept extremely deeply, and even the sound of breathing became a little bit heavier, rippling back and forth on the third floor of the empty underground refuge.

The faint white moonlight streamed down the windows on the second floor, illuminating the four children sleeping soundly on the second floor.

Follow the window to the top of the shelter, the moon and stars are sparse, and the vast wasteland is full of a different kind of beauty.

This is a place of despair.

Here is also a place where new life is born.

Countless seeds have been sown one after another in the well-opened land during this day, just waiting for the disaster to come and thrive.

As for the owners of these seeds, tonight is destined to be a sleepless night!

Carrying expectations for tomorrow, even after a tiring day, these refugees lay on the bed, only to realize that they were insomnia!

Tired all day, still insomnia?

It sounds unbelievable, but under the turbulent mood and the anticipation of the future, although everyone's body is protesting, the spirit inside is extremely excited. One piece flew out.

After being hungry for a month, after eating the food planned every day, if I am hungry again, I can only collect bark and grass roots to satisfy my hunger.

I am used to living a life where as long as I have money, I will never be short of food. Suddenly coming to such an environment, anyone will have a very uncomfortable period of adaptation.

However, these situations will be different tomorrow.

As long as the welfare disaster strikes, it doesn't matter what crop it is, as long as it can be eaten.

Take good care of it for a day or two, and you will be able to harvest a batch immediately to relieve the immediate urgent need.

At that time, the existential crisis oppressing everyone will be greatly reduced, and the maddening hunger will be quickly satisfied.

"roasted vegetables, fried vegetables, boiled vegetables"

"Dead noodles, big white steamed buns, noodles"

"Wowowotou, root soup, long wild vegetables"

Every different shelter grows different crops, and the items that appear in their minds are completely different.

Swallowing the rapid secretion of saliva in the throat, feeling the soreness in the stomach, until the morning sun came out, most people were still in the state of closing their eyes and resting their minds.

However, these exhaustions cannot defeat the humans who have lived in the wasteland for a month.

When the time came, everyone spontaneously ate a poor breakfast and rushed to their own fields to continue farming.

Of course, Sumo, who had fallen asleep in the shelter, didn't know about this.

In the dream of relieving mental stress, there are tens of thousands of acres of fertile land near the underground shelter, and several streams similar to Hope Sanctuary slowly pass through, just like a fairyland on earth.

All the plump fish passed through the river, and were caught by Moore who was lying beside the stream from time to time, making the sound of struggling and thumping.

Oreo is still lying on the high **** where the sun can be exposed to the sun with big and small sparks, lying lazily, watching the harvest scene below.

On the land beside the river, countless sweet melons and fruits are everywhere, and the various fruits on the top of the tree even bend the branches and hang down low.

Pick a fruit at random, and the taste can pass through the mouth, giving people an extremely satisfying sense of happiness.

Ding Ding Ding

As the big clock hanging on the wall of the gym reached the daily set time, it began to make harsh sounds.

During his sleep, Su Mo was also awakened by this sound, and his consciousness gradually returned to his body.

"What a satisfying dream!"

With a sigh, when Su Mo opened his eyes, he happened to meet the biological clock that had been kept in the wasteland for a long time.

"Six hours of sleep, the spirit has fully recovered, it seems that the brain can indeed be exercised!"

Passing the back of his head that was a little cold to confirm that he didn't lose his hair, he drank a big gulp of phantom energy water, and Su Mo got up and walked to the living room.

Different from the fresh smell of Hope Sanctuary, the slightly dull air in the underground refuge is more real.

He took two greedy breaths, held the gun in his hand, and after doing a set of warm-up actions in Su's gun, Su Mo came to the second floor.

Animals generally like places with light sources and wind.

Therefore, except for Su Mo on the third basement floor, the four children were all lying on the second floor.

Seeing Sumo approaching, Oreo woke up vigilantly, jumped up affectionately, and twirled around Sumo's trousers.

Moore, who had fallen asleep yesterday, still had no intention of waking up at this time. He collapsed on the ground, his stomach sank, and he was still in a deep sleep.

Walking around and confirming that there were no changes near the underground shelter, Sumo rubbed his hands, walked back to the workbench, and began to study the tasks of the last day before the disaster struck.

"Seed collection is the most important job today. It is not only used in the trading secret realm, but also in the Candlelight Refuge before dawn, so as not to waste any time for planting."

"As for the harvester and rotary cultivator, there is no rush. When the time comes, directly arrange for the people from the Candlelight Refuge to come over and drive them away, so that they can be used before the second crop is planted tomorrow."

The wheat harvested by the harvester has lost the outermost layer of pulp, which belongs to the category of fruit. The second planting means that the survival rate is low~IndoMTL.com~It can only be harvested by manpower, and the outer skin should be carefully protected. Only in this way can the seeds be preserved intact for the second planting.

So whether it is the first harvest of the Black Land or the first harvest of the Candlelight Refuge, it needs manpower to harvest carefully.

Of course, after the first batch of seeds are collected, they can use the most advanced modern tools without any scruples.

As for the seeds of the other three plants in the black soil, cabbage and carrots, they need to wait until they bloom and produce seeds and fruits before they can be harvested.

As for soybeans, these are the simplest types. You only need to wait until the fruit is fully grown, harvest it, and then use it for sowing.

"Five acres of land, I can collect so much land by myself, I will definitely not be able to collect it all, so this is the task"

"Leave it to Moore!"

Quickly filled in the name of Moore who was still sleeping soundly in the harvest column, and Sumo also quickly made arrangements for the progress of other things.

There are still four hours until market trading arrives.

Ten hours before the airdrop.

Including the time for ripening and harvesting, the time on the last day before the disaster is also urgent, and there is no delay for a minute or a second.

Come to the material storehouse, take out all the remaining flour, and get out two cabbage. According to the usual practice on weekdays, Su Mo made a big pot of gnocchi soup that can last for a whole day.

The scent of phantom cabbage scattered, and when the gluttonous Moore followed the scent to the kitchen, the new day officially kicked off!

Under time constraints, after breakfast, there seemed to be a trace of anxiety in the air.

Leading the four trots all the way to the black land, Su Mo's anxiety eased a little when he looked at the flat land below.

"It's finally time for this land to explode and harvest!"