My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely! Chapter 729: Unsolvable fog, when the summer harvest is in progress
Chapter 732 Unsolvable Mist, Summer Harvest is in progress
Several magical plants from Treant territory.
Before Sumo left the territory and entered the Wanli Mountain, he not only cultivated a few fruit trees in the greenhouse and on the top of the mountain, but also gave all the remaining seeds to Su Chan for safekeeping.
According to the plan, if he can't come back on time, Su Chan will plant these seeds in batches after the end of winter.
In this way, it can maximize the guarantee of the development of the territory in the early stage.
However, the sky failed.
Eight years after coming here, I haven't seen a single Sumo of these miraculous plants, and there are no similar items in the market.
At first, he thought it was caused by the terrible earthquake that happened in Wasteland four years ago.
But now, Sumo understood.
The heavy fog that lasted for half a year, not to mention his absence, even if he was here, it would be difficult to keep these plants.
There is no sunlight all day long, even if it is supplemented with artificial light every day, the environmental changes brought about by the fog are enough to kill all the fragile magical plants.
"Maybe the demise of the tree people is also because of this reason?"
The group of treants who took root in the territory and were invincible by relying on powerful plants, eight years later, there is no news.
After reading a full page of Zheng Shiguang's description of the hazards of fog, Su Mo had some guesses in his heart.
The various disasters presented by the game really refresh the human perception of disasters again and again.
Different from direct celestial changes, it is not a physical disaster that kills people.
Such a persistent climate is like a chronic poison, and the longer it takes, the more deadly it will be.
Until he finished reading it, it was hard for Su Mo to imagine the terrifying scene in the description where two people couldn't see each other as long as they were separated by four or five steps.
"The thick fog, like a materialized white wall, seals everyone in an independent space"
“Being in it, as if falling into a vast ocean of water mist, I can’t live in panic”
"Although the game only calls it a buffer disaster, I would like to call it the various destructive forces it brings"
"White Death!"
After reading Zheng Shiguang's summary word by word, Su Mo closed his eyes and rubbed his swollen temples.
Before on the train, Gong Liang’s description of the fog was just a one-liner, and he only focused on the changes in the physical properties of those materials after the fog ended, and the war between humans and alien races that affected the entire wasteland.
As a result, Su Mo basically didn't pay attention to the mist, and only regarded it as an ordinary small disaster.
But now it seems that the war has a direct relationship with the fog.
It is precisely because the fog has given too many territories the opportunity to secretly develop themselves, and it has also intensified the conflict between humans and alien races. As a result, as soon as the fog is over, the alien races immediately take advantage of this opportunity to attack.
Gong Liang, this idiot, was directly reversed by the analysis!
"This is troublesome. I wanted to survive the disaster before, but I can still think about upgrading something"
"but this time"
The thick fog that fills the whole world wants to defend thoroughly.
can only build an airtight cover, wrap everyone in it, and only move within the cover.
But in this way, you will be bound by your hands and feet and miss the great development opportunities during this period.
"In this world, without my leadership, the territory is only in defensive mode. Although 5,000 people resisted the siege of 100,000 aliens and created a war myth that can be written into the epic of the human wasteland, but After all, I was still being beaten, and I completely missed this perfect opportunity for expansion, which led to various setbacks in subsequent development"
"But if I am here, and I can know these changes in advance, find out the perfect way to deal with the fog, and research how to better develop the territory."
"Didn't these 100,000 aliens come here to deliver food?!"
Sumo doesn't pay much attention to the size of the territory.
But those precious resources, such as non-renewable ores, plants with different functions, and high-grade items.
The more you plunder, the stronger the foundation of the territory will be!
Keeping this point firmly in mind, Sumo raised his eyebrows and continued to turn to the next page.
But at this moment, the game panel that had been pretending to be dead quietly emerged, blocking the words on the book.
Not too much, not too little, it happened to block the disaster that happened in the wasteland in the second year.
[Record]: Player "Sumo" can only query the "three" series of disasters in the future for the current mission ruins
[Record]: Do not use any means to find out the details of the disaster, otherwise it will cause irreversible effects, and all consequences will be at your own risk
"Is this the limit?" Su Mo sighed, no surprise.
Among the rewards for entering the ruins this time, there is the right to be informed of the next three series of disasters.
Now, after learning about the three series of disasters in summer, disasters in mist, and disasters in physical properties.
The restrictions of the game really popped up, and he was not allowed to view the disasters that followed in the second year of the wasteland.
As for the future, the three or four years in the wasteland can be read, but such a long time span will inevitably lead to many changes, and it doesn’t make much sense to read it. Just for reference.
Put down the "Historical Records of Wasteland Disasters" written by Zheng Shiguang, and Su Mo picked up another "New Edition of Wasteland Heroes".
The author of this book is a Westerner named Zakshiz Bilal, who comes from the Sanma Territory located in the northernmost part of the New World.
According to the introduction of his autobiography on the first page, this book records some specific heroic deeds that can be studied.
From the first year of the wasteland to the eighth year of the wasteland, this book will be published again every year, adding new stories.
And once encountering legendary deeds, the sales volume of this book often increases greatly, resulting in the total sales volume still ranking among the top.
After reading the autobiography, I turned the page to the table of contents.
Same as before, after just looking at it a few times, Su Mo couldn't help but touch his forehead.
Well, he didn't expect his glorious deeds to attract Westerners to regard him as an object of worship.
Among the top ten glorious deeds in the catalogue, six of them are actually related to the things he did in the first year.
However, after looking through it for a while, Sumo can understand the reason why Pilar set it up like this.
After all, compared with his slaughter of gods, the deeds caused by the battle between humans and alien races are not worth mentioning at all. The two are not enemies of the same magnitude at all.
If you put him in the back, it will feel a bit like killing the predecessors.
In addition, only his experience of confronting alien and false gods can greatly enhance the confidence of human beings in the wasteland.
"Hey, this kid Feng Long was able to kill nearly 100,000 dwarves to get on the hero list, ranking 29th"
"Hey, Su Deben is also on the top, and is still ranked eighteen?"
"Let me see, there seem to be quite a few people in Tianyuan Territory up here?"
Flicking through the entire book quickly, every heroic deed Somo only read the origin and deeds of the characters, and then went straight down.
It wasn't until the end that he realized that the past eight years in Tianyuan Territory had indeed been extremely bumpy.
In the entire book, out of a total of 312 heroic deeds, 25 belong to the Tianyuan territory.
Because of the geographical location, there is no natural defense barrier here, and it is easy to be attacked by foreign races.
And these 25 deeds are basically related to combat.
"Unfortunately, this book does not contain detailed information about the mist disaster, nor does it clearly explain the specific marching route of the alien race besieging the Tianyuan territory at that time. I just briefly mentioned it and then skipped it"
"It seems that I want to check more detailed information, or I have to wait until later"
Su Mo nodded slightly, put this book aside, and picked up the rest of the books to read one by one.
Knowing about the mist disaster, he is eager to find a hint of inspiration for perfect disaster relief in these books and these cases that record the deeds of the predecessors.
On the way, Su Mo also found two books written by his own people in Tianyuan Territory.
The first person is named Wan Jingnian.
The book he wrote is called "Wasteland Medicinal Prescriptions", which contains a large number of prescriptions that use the unique medicinal materials of the wasteland.
Relying on these prescriptions, as long as you can find the corresponding medicinal materials and configure them according to the method he described, minor diseases such as colds, fevers, and diarrhea can be perfectly cured, which greatly slows down the number of human beings caused by these common diseases. come downsizing.
At the same time, Su Mo was also surprised to find a prescription specially used to relieve the poison of dampness and heat.
According to Wan Jingnian's description, this prescription was obtained by accident in the late four years of his Wasteland. After decocting the original medicinal materials in a certain proportion, it can greatly reduce the impact of moisture on the human body.
But it is a pity that since the foggy weather that year, the wasteland has basically never experienced such a long period of humidity and heat, which made his prescription useless and can only be shared for human use in a specific environment .
The second person is named He Guozhan.
The book he wrote is called "The Handbook of Species Breeding", which sounds very rustic.
But according to its sales volume, Su Mo looked through it and found that the things recorded in this book are really good.
According to local conditions, He Guozhan has completely observed the different habits of hundreds of nearly a thousand species of creatures in the wasteland, and selected the species that humans can reproduce artificially.
According to the manual he compiled, it only takes half a year for the first litter to be delivered to the dining table, which greatly improves the source of human protein intake.
Anyone who is involved in farming will basically buy his book and read it carefully.
"Wan Jingnian, He Guozhan, the names of these two people are so familiar, are they from the first batch of citizens?"
After thinking about it for a while, although Su Mo felt that these two names seemed to be heard before, he didn't remember them so clearly.
You can only write it down first, and then talk about other things after visiting in your spare time in the future.
Continue to read the rest of the books, until after a rough reading of more than a dozen books, Su Mo closed the last one in a little disappointment, and leaned back on the back of the chair.
These books, many of them have detailed statements on the harm caused by the fog.
But when it comes to solutions, there is only one prescription given in Wan Jingnian's book, and there is no solution at all for others.
Includes the book that records the outstanding performance of human beings every time they survive disasters, and does not describe the fog in detail.
Obviously, for this kind of disaster, human beings are also somewhat helpless, unable to find a good way to deal with it.
"Maybe after I go to the Academy of Sciences, I can ask Jianqiang and the others to see if they have found a way to restrain the fog?"
"No, now is not a good time to ask them, I'll have to wait until the dust settles"
"Fog."
Concentrate your thoughts, even though the catastrophic hailstorm in this ruined world is coming, Sumo's thoughts are all focused on how to solve the fog.
After the winter disaster, the summer series of disasters lasts less than two months before the fog.
When the time comes, we have to be prepared for flash floods and prepare for heavy fog. The time is very rushed.
As the lord, he must think clearly early, and strive to be able to convey the order as soon as he returns to the wasteland of reality.
While Su Mo was thinking.
After eight o'clock in the evening, after the flow of people gathered.
Outside Sangtian Town, it suddenly became lively.
Beside the green wheat field, there are nearly ten thousand people standing on the field ridge, staring at the two black painted machines below with full power, constantly rolling back and forth in the field, making creaking cutting Voice.
Before, it is not that no one has tested the use of harvesters to solve this harvesting problem.
However, if the fragile Xinghuo No. 3 wheat is harvested by an ordinary harvester, it will definitely cause the husks protecting the wheat grains to break.
One mu of land, at best, can yield two hundred catties. If the speed is faster, even fifty catties will be difficult.
This is why many people have forgotten the harvester for a long time.
"Damn, this wheat is really not broken!"
"It's so awesome, what kind of harvester is this, it can even harvest Xinghuo-3?"
"Good guy, with this thing, wouldn't we be unemployed next year"
"What is unemployment, this thing can only be harvested but not packed, threshed, and we have to do the rest of the work"
"The speed is so fast, he can collect an acre of land in a few minutes?"
Not long after, as the harvester ran over more and more places, a group of workers went down to the ground and were shocked.
The wheat harvested by the energy stone harvester is even more neat than manual harvesting, and the wheat grains on the straw are not damaged at all.
Based on this efficiency, it may take only two or three days to complete the share of Zizai Liangfang easily.
"It's cool, after finishing the ticket for Zizai Liangfang this year, I can go to the official side to find a way to mix it up"
"Unfortunately, my family only received a share of six acres of land in Liangfang. According to this speed, we can finish cutting the day after tomorrow morning. I knew there would be more contacts."
"Six acres? Grass, I only have half an acre, I'm envious!"
"There is very little contracted land this year, right? It depends on whether the government is willing to let some more land come out. With this harvester, there is no need for people to work hard in the field"
"Why do you say that the government doesn't use this kind of machine? If hundreds of them are released in advance, why can't we collect them all?"
"Yeah, it's kind of weird."
After studying the graceful working posture of the energy stone harvester for a while, many people have new questions.
In the past, they always thought that Tianyuan Territory did not have such technology, so they developed a machine that could harvest Xinghuo No. 3 wheat.
This is why it is necessary to recruit hundreds of thousands of outsiders from outside every year for manual harvesting.
But looking at it now, it seems that there is something wrong.
A private Zizai Liangfang can actually have such a technology, so there is no reason why the territory official supported by the famous Tianyuan Academy of Sciences cannot develop such a machine, right?
Why do you insist on not developing it all the time, and have to cut it by hand?
Is it possible that the wheat harvested by humans will be more fragrant than the machine?
All kinds of questions began to ferment among the crowd as the harvesters cut more and more wheat fields.
The reason is very simple.
All those who are willing to join the private good workshop to earn quick money are not afraid of suffering and unwilling to earn this point.
It is a plantation officially established by the territory, and the wages issued are really pitiful.
Compared with these private good farms, official plantations are often about 20 points lower.
Counting the food, clothing, housing and transportation that come here every year, the money earned is often consumed, and there is not much money left.
Many people have also asked why the treatment is so different, but the official answer is: the labor cost is high, and the treatment cannot be improved within the budget, and can only be satisfied with other special rewards such as status and materials. .
But now, since most of the manual work can be replaced by machines, why keep such a traditional way?
If you can really follow the machine to pick up wheat and improve your work efficiency by more than 300%, even the salary of the official plantation will be very popular.
"Hurry up and work, if there are machines on the plantation side, we can cancel the contract and go over there to earn more money"
"Yes, these disasters this year are too strange~IndoMTL.com~ If you can save a few more coins, let's save more"
"Early earn enough money to buy a good identity, go ashore, it's too difficult to be precarious every year"
"I hope that there will be no more moths in the summer harvest this year. I almost scared me to death last night"
“.”
Mumbling for a long time, until the bell for the start of the summer harvest at ten o'clock officially rang, the gathered crowd dispersed again.
To the giant Tianyuan Territory, they are small shrimps, and some words can't influence the thinking of the Territory at all.
Only by working can they earn income and accumulate more supplies.
Only by working can they have value and not be abandoned by this damned end times.
Of course, the simple pigeon family didn't pay much attention to the field tonight, and suddenly there were a lot of guards armed with live ammunition, watching them vigilantly.
It's like they will never know their true value, even if the disaster is on the eve of coming.
Everyone is still living ignorantly and happily.
(end of this chapter)