MTL - My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!-Chapter 239 Choice, the real danger of floods

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Seeing the stunned crowd in the distance, Moore curiously pressed the horn, and the melodious sound of the horn immediately began to echo in the empty wasteland!

In all fairness, the sound of the horn of the harvester is not pleasant, even a bit harsh!

But it was this harsh and familiar sound that made the refugees who had seen the harvester on Earth react.

"The harvester, it's really a harvester, God Su made a harvester!"

"My mother, I heard that Su Shen was buying blueprints two days ago, and they have already made them?"

"There are harvesters, but there are other automatic machines, right?"

The closer the two mechanical monsters got, the louder the roar from the engine. This sound seemed to play the melody in the blood of every refugee.

Even Chen Shen, who claimed to be able to deal with things calmly, opened his mouth wide.

Outside the crowd, Zhong Qingshu stood under a tree, her beautiful eyes flashing again and again, looking at Moore driving the harvester, showing a hint of curiosity.

On the other side, looking at all the refugees who had been prepared, Soma stopped the car without ink, and opened the door.

According to the previous plan, after watching Oreo, who was sitting in the second seat, jump out first, like a silver lightning bolt disappeared from view, Soma straightened the hem of his combat uniform and slowly got out of the car.

Oreo is alert, Moore is responsible for clearing the scene.

Looking at the expectant crowd, Soma neatly took out the seeds in the storage space and piled them on the ground:

"I brought the seeds, it's not too late, let's start sowing!"

Sophisticated seeds naturally come with a layer of light fluorescence, which is very conspicuous in today's wasteland without light pollution.

"Brother Su, we already have this harvester. Does this share have to be changed, otherwise..."

With a harvester and without a harvester, it is simply two kinds of efficiency and speed.

And, as long as enough fuel can be provided, a lot of manpower can be saved for subsequent farming and sowing.

"No, this harvester is provided by me for free, but I have a few requirements, I hope everyone can cooperate with me"

After glancing at the nervous refugees in the front row of Candlelight Shelter, Soma smiled.

"I can provide not only the harvester, but also the follow-up rotary tiller and noodle grinder, but after four or five rounds of planting, I need everyone to cooperate with me to plant other things."

"For example... cabbage, soybeans, carrots, cotton..."

He said the names of seven or eight crops in one breath, and looking at the people who were completely stupid, Soma shrugged and continued to fetch the seeds.

Although the impact of these automated tools on the wasteland refugees was expected early in the morning, but at this stage, the reality is much more exaggerated than imagined.

What is the opening lightning strike.jpg has been vividly performed by these people.

After four or five seconds, seeing that everyone was still staring blankly ahead, not knowing what was going on in his mind, Soma had no choice but to wave his hand:

"Okay, okay, what's the matter? Let's talk about it when we harvest a wave. Don't wait until after 12 o'clock, the seeds haven't been sown."

The refugees, who were still immersed in shock, reacted to what Somo said, and immediately put on a smile that couldn't go away. They were all gearing up, and according to the previous arrangement, they formed a long queue.

240 acres of land. In the process of opening up the land these days, the Candlelight Shelter has gathered some refugees who had been placed nearby before.

There are currently a total of 133 adults in the shelter, six 17-year-old minors, and a swaddling baby.

Among them, there are only 46 men, so each person's task is 2.5 mu of land, sharing a total of 115 mu.

For the six underage children, each person has one mu of land, sharing 6 mu.

As for the remaining women, except for a few necessary logistics to ensure that the working people have food and water, according to the head, each person is divided into 1.5 mu, which is just enough to solve all the arable land.

At this time, Chen Shen stood at the forefront, and every time a person's name was called, the corresponding person stepped forward to receive a share of the seeds that belonged to his arable land.

Standing next to Chen Shen, after accepting the attention of every refugee, and watching everyone go to start planting according to the previous allocation, Soma, who has been tensed all the time, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Except for the special case of Zhong Qingshu, everyone in Candlelight Refuge, including the management, has to work.

Fortunately, the old master in Candlelight Refuge these days has already taught everyone how to plant. Walking on the ridge, Soma started to look left and right, but he didn't find any faults.

"In the era of civilization, if you want to grow the land well, unless you like it or pass it on for several generations, not many people are willing to do this kind of tiring work."

"When we arrive in the wasteland, everyone will die if they don't farm. In this way, whether it is the learning speed or the attitude of farming, they are too serious!"

After going back and forth, and seeing a few juveniles also planting in a similar manner, Soma nodded silently.

Everything is developing according to the envisioned process. The more you plant, the better you plant, the more you get.

Even if Soma didn't need to continue to stand beside him to supervise the work, these people all exerted their strength, and each one went crazy.

"How is it? Didn't you expect this efficiency?"

"I didn't expect it. Who would have known that a month ago, they were still white-collar workers, and these students could adapt so quickly."

Seeing Soma standing on the ridge in a daze, Zhong Qingshu didn't know when, and came over quietly.

"It's a pity, the next disaster comes, I hope everyone here can live well!"

Shaking his head, thinking of the coming flood of punishment disaster, Suma also had a headache for the future of these people.

The cause of the punitive catastrophe has so far not been found.

If there are no variables, then all human beings will be baptized by a 180-day flood.

Fortunately, the welfare disaster was triggered this time, and it was not a problem for most people to get food for half a year.

"If this disaster is really a big flood, whether human beings can survive may not be the biggest problem."

"Oh?"

Looking at Zhong Qingshu's pointed eyes, and following the direction in which she looked, Somo looked over.

It happened to be the building complex of the Candlelight Refuge!

"Assuming that the coming flood lasts for 180 days and will recede after the disaster is over, human survival is not a problem"

"People from low places will move to high places, and people from the bottom of the mountain will go up the mountain. It's really not good. You can spend some points and materials to build a boat and you can live."

"But... the shelter that everyone created with the core is gone, right!"

Although a small number of them have abandoned the shelter created by the game and chose to build their own house, they try not to rely on the game for everything.

However, more than 70% of people still live in game shelters and must rely on the functions of the game panel to survive.

When the great flood comes, not to mention the above-ground wooden houses, it will be a devastating disaster for all underground shelters.

When the 180-day flood has passed, these people's underground shelters will not have magical blessings or high technology to resist.

After the flood receded, all that was left was a mess.

As for the log cabins on the ground, they may have been built in high places early in the morning, and they can still find a way to defend against them. Those in the low places also need to be abandoned.

"Yes, after most people's shelters are gone, it is difficult to develop rapidly with these magical functions."

"As far as I know, many designs now require the level of the shelter to be sufficient to use. If everyone abandons their shelter, it is equivalent to abandoning the opportunity to contact game technology."

"If things go on like this, even if human technology recovers to what it was before we crossed over in a decade or two, it will fall into a bottleneck."

"But... in a few decades, who can say for sure? Maybe our God Su will rise up with everyone!"

It seemed that she was afraid of putting too much pressure on Soma. After Zhong Qingshu finished speaking, she tilted her head to think about it, and told a cold joke that made people shudder.

"If you really want to say that, then I'll take everyone to stand up."

"This disaster hasn't come yet. Who can say that in the future, maybe I will trigger another disaster, and the flood will just disappear."

Worrying about the sky has never been Somo's style. Seeing the worry in Zhong Qingshu's eyes, Soma endured it, but still didn't tell him about the fact that he had a painting scroll card of mountains and seas.

If human beings really want to reach the stage of life and death, as long as Soma uses this card, the flood will recede within a day.

At that time, the mountains will rise, the rivers will rise together, the ocean will be directly generated, and everywhere will become a great plain suitable for human existence.

But before that, if you want to find your sister and go to the lost satellite base to find the secrets of this world, you still need the help of the flood.

Sitting on the ridge, after finishing this topic, the two started chatting casually.

Compared with Zhong Qingshu in the ruins of time, in the real world, she is more independent in her mentality, and her thoughts are closer to the end times.

On many small issues, Soma also absorbed some different ideas.

In the fields below, all the refugees also planned the final planting and plowing in an orderly manner.

Time passed by minute by minute. At this time, no one called tired, and no one called pain.

Even if there was a protest from the waist, everyone still resolutely repeated the actions of bending over, putting down, lifting up, and taking.

A green moon, which is different from the monstrous red moon when disaster strikes, also quietly climbed into the sky.

This green is not fluorescent green, but a very comfortable and eye-friendly green, and in terms of brightness, it is also enough to support everyone working in the fields.

The more dazzling the green light, the closer to the disaster.

Until the green light was about to condense into substance, UU reading www.uukanshu. com is only ten minutes away from the welfare disaster.

Two acres are not too much, not too much, even a few children have completed their tasks, sitting beside their own land and waiting for the disaster to come.

"How wonderful, in the wasteland, where are there so many worries, where do you need so much forward thinking?"

"Living in the moment and living in the moment is the most correct way of thinking. Look at them, how happy they are!"

Standing up, afraid of slapping the dirt on the combat uniform, he pulled up Zhong Qingshu, who had numb legs beside him, and the two stood side by side.

Looking at the widely dispersed refugees under the green light, looking at the faces of the nearby people who were tired but full of happiness.

For the first time, Soma understood why every time the sky fell, there would be tall people on top.

The stronger the ability, the greater the responsibility.

When he really wants to reach that ideological realm, what the so-called "tall man" may pursue is no longer personal safety.

hum... hum... hum...

While thinking about it, when the bell of twelve o'clock rang in the game panel, the welfare disaster...

finally come!

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