MTL - My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!-Chapter 197 Seed selection, historic cooperation!

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"If I want to travel thousands of miles to pick up my sister, I must first have enough ammunition. Only ammunition is the safety guarantee for traveling!"

"Therefore, in the first wave of planting, you can think of ways to start with cotton, and strive to get enough raw materials to make hundreds of thousands of bullets and explosives!"

Other types of plant seeds on the market are basically being swept away by capital. There are even dozens of refuges in this chaotic market, and they have spontaneously formed a major alliance to purchase and resell a specific seed type.

But only a few plant seeds are still in a state where no one cares about them!

Among them, cotton seeds are one of the most typical.

In the early stage when everyone could not have enough to eat, to plant cotton, let alone the difficulty of sowing cotton at sufficient moisture content, the economic benefits without transportation conditions and demand are also extremely low!

"No one buys cotton seeds, but it allows me to pick a cheap and grow cotton in large quantities, not only to make collodion, but also to make clothes."

“When everyone’s first set of clothes wears almost the same, maybe it’s brought to the trading market and it can be dumped a lot.”

After pressing his thoughts, Somo did not go directly to the trading market to buy, but secretly stamped this entry in his diary.

This is not the craziest time for the seed market!

"If I have one million points, I can do a good job of sweeping the goods, and now it's only three thousand nods, I still have to hold back."

Seeing a wave of markets eagerly, and found that a catty of cotton seeds only needed 100g of food, Somo finally resisted the urge to buy directly and turned around to study other crops.

Before the welfare disaster comes, before the last minute, the differentiation of seed prices will never reach the extreme!

If a large number of cotton seeds are purchased, they will definitely be discovered by those who are interested, and these "financial ghosts" will intervene in it and drive up prices frantically.

On the contrary, at the last time, a large number of goods began to be scanned, and when the "funds" in these people's hands were all occupied, it was Somo's showtime!

In addition, the craziest seeds on the market are three familiar varieties on earth.

Potatoes, spring wheat, and...premature rice.

Among the three, the most prominent spring wheat has reached the sky-high price of replacing one catty of seeds and ten catties of grain. With the addition of express delivery fees, it is absolutely prohibitive for ordinary people.

"The price of spring wheat is too high. It is impossible to plant a large amount of spring wheat. Nowadays, I want to plant a large amount and harvest the plant."

"Only the last road that belongs only to me!"

Such a market, even Sumo was unexpected.

The more people on earth survive, the harder it is for the market to make predictions with human resources.

Continue to look at the prices of all the plants on one side, and make sure that after the prices are familiar, the game panel will automatically close when I think about it.

In the diary, Suma began to consolidate the current seed reserves in the base:

For the first time to regain the deep-sea refuge, the game draws a lottery, and the "strong anti-disaster" version of wheat seeds was drawn, totaling 25kg.

For the second time, a large number of boxes were opened, and from dozens of copper treasure boxes, high-yield, low-disaster-resistant dry rice seeds, totaling 50kg, came out.

The three new varieties, awarded by the New World, received a total of 5,000 high-nutrient Huaxia No. 1 large tomato seeds, 500g of plump and juicy Chinese cabbage seeds, and 15kg of high-yield garlic seeds.

These seeds are all the reserves of the current refuge. Five acres of black land is more than enough to grow, but it is a bit hard to cooperate with the West Candle Refuge.

However, it is not that there is no way to open the situation at all, but there are risks involved!

"As long as I can plant excellent grade crops by the title at the first moment of the disaster, after harvesting, use the first day to repeat the dolls, maybe I can set out a large number of excellent grade seeds for the next day. To expand production on the third day."

"But this situation is still too risky!"

"In the best case, you can get what Zhong Qingshu called the "time currency" in advance, so that you can try to nurture first before the disaster strikes."

It takes 100% effort to grow sophisticated crops. Somo is not clear about the consequences, but it is definitely not a simple matter to devote himself to this simple mechanical labor.

As for the upgrade, I tried to scan it with the system, and found that the seeds were just like the ordinary props before. After being completely unrecognized, Somo had to give up this path.

"Don't be impatient, after preparing enough bullets tonight, tomorrow you will drive the excavator directly to the candlelight refuge in the west to negotiate face-to-face!"

"Everything is prosperous, and everything is lost. I hope they can understand this truth too!"

Sinking down, watching the more and more collodion on hand, he moved the stool aside, turned on the machine tool, and put in materials.

Sufficient power, good materials, complete assembly line...

The very neat bullets were engraved with Somo's unique mark, and the collection boxes that popped into the ground were collected neatly.

Seeing that more and more 7.62 were manufactured, after a long time, Somo lay on the chair in front of the workbench and closed his eyes.

The sound of bullets entering the box is not neat, and it can even be said to be noisy.

But it is precisely this kind of voice full of "power" and "power" that in the apocalyptic wasteland, it is much more reassuring than quiet.

...

The moon sets and the sun rises.

When the sun's rays appeared on the horizon for the first time, the biological clock of the wasteland for many days also caused Sumo to wake up slowly.

From lying on the chair to lying on the table, this sleep naturally caused Sumo's waist and back pain, but the heart was extremely comfortable.

Two large baskets, 6,000 rounds of yellow-orange bullets were in front of them.

Between the nose, is there any metal smell that has dissipated!

After greedily inhaling a mouthful, he beckoned, and the lion-man's wind came automatically, taking away all the smell and dust, and the three underground floors became extremely tidy again.

Taking out the nether energy water to drink, following a stretched lazy waist stretched out, Sumo stood up and walked to the second floor.

Since inheriting the godhead of the dog god, Oreo has not changed in IQ, but it has become more and more humane.

When I found that Somo was sleeping, he didn't bother him without his skin. Even the parents, like the parents, played with noisy sparks on the second floor.

After routinely checking that there was no danger for a kilometer near the refuge, Somo opened the doors of the refuge one by one and returned to the ground.

The sky is clear and the breeze is comfortable.

The morning sun appropriately brings warmth to people, the blue sky and white clouds blend with each other, and the previous cold seems to be gradually receding.

In addition to a piece of white snow, it is hard to imagine that there was a blizzard that could destroy half of humanity in the first two days.

The dirt road leading to the black earth is slightly wet under the moisture of ice and snow.

"Okay, very good, such a moist land is just enough for sowing, and every plant can get enough water and nutrients!"

Lowering his body, Sumo opened some of the surface of the soil with his hands, and found that some plants that had not completely died in the cold winter had re-germinated, and he couldn't help but rejoice.

After the barren depression was moisturized by the snow layer, the previously cracked land began to heal, and it was no longer difficult to see the barrenness.

Except for a lot of sand and rocks, it is not much worse than the fertile plain to the west.

Stopping all the way, Suma walked to the end along the dirt road opened up.

Looking around the area covering five acres, and looking at the dull black land, Somo returned along the way he came, just in time to return to the refuge at 8 o'clock.

[Final calendar January 26]

[You cleared a dirt road leading directly to land resources before the shelter, and the traffic construction is more developed (survival point +30)]

[Lying on the chair, you have a good night's sleep, the mental exhaustion of overdraft is completely restored (survival point +10)]

[You have uncovered a certain secret, but have not completely uncovered it. The lost satellite base is waiting for your exploration (survival point +20)]

[You have bred three brand-new breeds and received a lot of rewards, you are very happy (survival point +200)]

[You have successfully won the world's first highest glory to open the rankings. Among all the sings of the wasteland humans, your prestige spreads across the world (survival point +1000)]

[You successfully promoted to a high-level gardener, on the road of gardening, the road is getting wider and wider (survival point +500)]

[Scan the host's living environment, in the survival point evaluation, today obtained 341 survival points. 】

...

Final settlement: Survival point +2101

Survival points remaining: 17976

As a standard "squirrel party", seeing the survival point of nearly 18,000 points, Sumo felt a burst of happiness from the bottom of his heart!

According to the standard specified by the system, one hundred thousand points should be able to open the fourth function.

At present, there is no rigid need for the refuge, so Sumo simply accumulates. When it is necessary to use the survival point to expand the combat effectiveness or productivity, he will put his brain into it and strive for greater benefits.

"Before the welfare disaster ~www.novelbuddy.com~ my survival point should be able to break through to about 20,000, and finally I can get rid of the most difficult days in the early stage!"

From a precarious time, a survival point needs to be deducted into two flowers, and now, it has a survival point close to 20,000 points.

No matter from the state of mind, the state of mind, or even the state of the body, Somo has achieved full growth!

From ordinary companies on the planet to low-level white-collar workers with a monthly salary of only 30,000 to 40,000 a month, to idols worshipped by billions of people in the wasteland.

At this time of transformation, Suma handed in a satisfactory answer!

"It's time to contact the West Side Candlelight Refuge. Before the next disaster strikes, my stand-alone game will finally be connected to the LAN!"

After swallowing the last bite of the pie and filling the seams with Nether Energy Water, as Somo's thoughts concentrated, the game panel quietly emerged.

The friend panel of hundreds of people unfolded on its own. In the list, I found Zhong Qingshu's avatar. So Mo smiled indifferently, and dialed the first friendly phone call that can be recorded in the history of the wasteland memorabilia!