MTL - My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!-Chapter 244 We 1 must... go back to Earth!

Although the micro destroyer that I drove before, I couldn't see the specific data before I learned the blueprint.

However, according to the picture reference on the design drawing and the comparison with the destroyer in reality, it can also be roughly inferred that the complete replica of the destroyer, the required materials, and the real performance of the destroyer.

The length of the boat is between 100-120m, the draft is at least 5 meters upward, the cruising speed is about 18 knots, and the maximum speed is 28 knots or even higher.

As for the weapons mounted on it, let alone.

If you want to perfectly reproduce such a sea steel monster, let's not talk about the required materials and production level.

The manpower required for this type of destroyer alone is more than 200 people, and all of them have to undergo certain training.

Of course, when he got the blueprint, Soma did not wish to recreate such a monster perfectly.

At first it was conceived in my mind, the best way is:

Reduce the size of this sea giant by one-third according to the scale on the drawing, keep the captain between 30-40 meters, and keep the draft at 1.5 meters above.

Such a choice can not only ensure the stability of the ship's structure, but also save a lot of materials and leave more energy during sailing.

"Yes, if you really want to build a ship, you and the bear will not be able to do it alone. If you can drive a big ship, there are only two roads left."

"First, you find a way to get a computer, and then rely on writing a standard program to help you drive, which can save most of the effort."

"Secondly, you have to take some people with you, at least, Chen Shen and the others, you have to take along, and you have to have a few sailors who are good at it. With these people, you have to concentrate on the operation."

"The premise of the second choice is that your driving level must be qualified. After all, it is too difficult to use manpower to drive such a big ship!"

Zhong Qingshu's speech is always from a rational point of view, and it can also help Soma to consider the current situation as quickly as possible.

On the earth that the whole people have not yet crossed, many large ships really only need an automatic piloting system, which can greatly reduce the burden of the captain.

The rest of the staff are mostly used for other small items, and there are only a few people who can really use it.

Especially when someone like Soma went directly to find someone without participating in any trade operations or wars in the middle, even less need a lot of people.

"computer..."

"Assisted driving..."

Climbing the technology tree requires computers to assist calculations, and building a big ship that can sail thousands of miles also requires computers.

In modern technology, a computer is too important!

"Don't worry, wait until I actually build the boat and then think about these things, and then talk about it."

"Now we don't know what the next disaster will be!"

Although there may be computers in the Liangfang Town ruins, in this case, Soma shrugged his shoulders to defuse the topic.

Take a look at the remains of everyone in the wasteland.

Only the remnants of the black mist that appeared in the depressions could return to another parallel world similar to Earth.

The fewer people who know, the less chance of revealing the secret.

Before he didn't have enough strength, facing his own secret, even though Soma was itching, he could well stop the desire to tell it.

In the apocalyptic wasteland, everyone has secrets.

Soma has it, Zhong Qingshu has it, and even the refugees who are farming in the fields below may also have some "adventures" on them.

But now, as the time gets closer and closer to the afternoon, the harvest of the second crop is finally coming!

The first crop of spring wheat, except for trading and seeds for the second time, all the remaining wheat has not been threshed yet, and was placed on the edge of the field and piled up into hills.

In the ground, every four or five minutes, the wheat can be pulled up a bit.

Especially the ones that were planted ahead of time. At this time, the harvester had begun to rumble. Dozens of people followed behind the harvester, watching strangely at the grains of wheat that kept flying out of the wind barn.

Even the unpleasant smell of diesel fuel in the civilized era was greedily sucked by these refugees through their noses.

"Brother Su, our second crop of wheat can also be harvested. The average yield per mu this time is 1,890 catties, a bumper harvest!"

Holding the small book that was already wet with sweat, Chen Shen, who was four or five degrees darker to the naked eye, rushed over beaming.

Flicking through the data in the book, Chen Shen began to report the income of all the fields from the first mu of land.

This is an extremely tedious and boring part, but Soma enjoyed listening to it.

Especially when he heard that the yield per mu was as high as 2,100 catties, even Zhong Qingshu would exclaim from time to time.

There is a sequence of hearings, and there are specializations in the arts.

Some of the older generation of peasants among the refugees naturally have much better skills than the half-baked Soma.

From seed selection, to sowing, to watering, and fertilization, every step of refinement has resulted in a high yield of 2,100 jin per mu.

For these people, Soma did not think about it, and directly expressed his encouragement in his actions.

"All farmers in the field with a yield of more than 2,000 catties per mu, I call the shots, and I will directly reward them with 100 catties from my share."

Hearing Su Mo's words, Chen Shen also nodded heavily, with a very obvious reverence in his eyes!

Both grace and power.

Even if Chen Chen thought about it with his butt, he could imagine what kind of state these people would be in after receiving Soma's 100 jins of encouragement.

"By the way, remember to control everyone's appetite tonight, don't be hungry for a long time, feed them all at once, you will eat bad!"

Looking at a group of yellow-faced and skinny refugees, looking at the noodle mill that had been carried out by everyone and connected to the generator, Soma reminded again.

At this stage, the welfare disaster can be considered a success.

In the next two days, you only need to slowly figure it out, you can maximize the results of the battle, and gather enough food supplies for several years at one time.

After reassuringly instructing Chen Chen about other points, Somo waved his hand, indicating that the reporting phase could be over.

However...

Chen Shen, who was standing at the bottom, did not leave as neatly as usual. Instead, he faltered and faltered, as if he had something in his heart, and he wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it.

This strange appearance immediately made Su Mo stunned, but before Su Mo could speak, Zhong Qingshu, who was beside him, spoke up first.

"Hey, Chen Shen, why is Su Shen facing us so twisted!"

"Everyone sees all the things you've done these days. What can you say?"

Well-meaning relief.

At the same time, it also gave Chen Shen the courage to continue.

Twisted the corner of his clothes, as if he had decided something, Chen Shen, whose face was covered in black sweat, lifted up and stammered:

"Su... Brother Su, everyone would like to ask me to ask you... Can you go back a little later tonight?"

"The big guy has something he wants to express. After so many days, everyone is very grateful for the help of Big Brother Su!"

"Don't take this opportunity. From yesterday to today, more than 100 people came to me one by one and asked me to apply with you!"

Touching his head, he mustered up his courage, looked at Su Mo's scrutiny eyes, Chen Shen let it go, and spit out all the words in one breath.

Then, with an expression of resignation, Chen Chen simply closed his eyes and waited for Soma's trial.

Awkward!

Embarrassingly capitalized!

Glancing at Zhong Qingshu, who was forcibly holding back a smile, and looking at Chen Shen, who closed his eyes and clenched his teeth, Su Mo had no choice but to wave his hand:

"Okay! Hurry up and get busy. Next time there is such a thing, just say it directly!"

"It's like parting from life and death!"

A good leader is sometimes too deified.

Of course, there are exceptions to this situation. For example, Western sects follow the stream of beliefs. This situation is very comfortable.

Relying on the illusory gods, these people can quickly gather combat power, wrap themselves into the incarnation of "gods", and then lead the followers below.

However, according to the current architecture of the Candlelight Refuge, if Soma is too deified and loses his direct control over the people below, if the middle-level leaders do things, it is easy to lose popular support and betray each other.

Soma has no good way to deal with this situation for the time being. He can only wait for his sister to come back after picking up his sister. When he really wants to build a large-scale refuge gathering place, he is trying to find a way to reform.

After greeting Chen Shen, Zhong Qingshu continued to patrol the road according to her duties.

Moore was helping out in the field, and Oreo didn't know where to go to patrol and play.

On the top of the land, there was once again Soma, an "orphaned man".

"I don't know what's going on with my sister. Is she also planting with the tundra shelter..."

"It's hard to find a way to find a family for thousands of miles!"

When he concentrated his thoughts, the friend panel automatically appeared, adding Su Chan's avatar in his friends, still flashing a green light symbolizing survival.

"Sometimes I hope the next disaster won't be a flood, and sometimes I hope it will!"

"Man, he is indeed a selfish and selfless animal!"

Looking at the fiery sight of the hurriedly installing the flour mill at the entrance of the village, Sumo simply put aside his entanglement and walked over to help.

The working principle of the noodle grinder is not complicated. First of all, under the traditional two inner and outer grinding heads, a circle of plugs with the same thickness as the height of the grinding teeth is added.

In this way, the particles that are not sufficiently broken between the grinding teeth cannot pass through the plug, and the particles passing through the plug are further ground.

And driven by electricity, a bag of wheat can be ground in just a few tens of seconds.

Even though it was the first time to use this thing, as the maker, the refugees built something that couldn't be built for twenty or thirty minutes, but Soma was still able to help him build it up easily.

The generators in the Candlelight Refuge were purchased in the morning after the harvest at the market.

At this time, after filling in the fuel and connecting the power, the noodle grinder starts to rotate rapidly.

dong dong dong dong...

A sound like a drum, spread all over the open land.

This voice not only frightened the four women who were operating, but also attracted the attention of many refugees who were also working hard in the field.

"Noodle grinder, **** it, it's moving!"

"Wuhu, take off, there is noodles to eat in the evening!"

"I want to eat three bowls, no, five bowls, I must eat to my fullness today"

The adults could still hold back the excitement in their hearts, but a few half-old children screamed, and the atmosphere in the field was immediately high.

With a **** on the column, the person in the front row who can see the noodle grinder, although he is working, his mind has long since drifted into the distance.

Whoops!

Whoops!

A bag of wheat with bran is poured into the upper wheat bucket, and under the operation of the machine, it begins to peel and grind rapidly.

A few seconds later, when the first white flour appeared in the collection hopper, all the refugees who could see the flour, including the four women who controlled the machine, could hardly help crying with joy.

Picking up a handful of flour, with the encouragement of Soma's eyes, the young woman cried and ran to the ground, still shouting:

"We have flour, we have white flour!"

The woman's shout was not loud, and could only be heard by the nearest few people, but at this moment, when the person who heard it saw the white flour, the weak voice suddenly became "loud".

"We have flour now!!"

One, five, ten, fifty...

When all the refugees standing in the ground began to shout, the wind on this plain also seemed to pick up a bit, cheering for these hard-working people!

After shouting for three or five minutes, when everyone stopped and started to work, I don't know who took the lead, and a new round of shouting followed.

"Long live Soma! Long live the Candlelight Refuge!"

"The wasteland belongs to humans, and the wasteland belongs to God Su!"

"Follow God Su, the wasteland is not difficult to walk, follow God Su, the wasteland is all vegetables!"

"Long live mankind! We want to conquer this land, we want to conquer this continent!"

"We're going back to Earth!"

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If there are keyboard warriors, at this moment, the lovely refugees will definitely be sprayed into a sieve.

but now!

Above this small continent of hope, under the wings of Soma that can "cover the sky"!

No one will scold these refugees for being "middle two", and no one will laugh at these people for being "arrogant"!

From the fields, to the outside of the fields, to the villages, as soon as the slogan calling for us to return to the earth is rang, they begin to form neatly together.

At the moment when the harvest is about to be harvested, the sentence that we want to return to the earth has become the eternal pursuit in the hearts of the refugees!

Even standing at the entrance of the village, looking at Soma in the distance, could not help but be touched by this atmosphere.

In his heart, in the bottom of his heart that only Soma himself could hear, the solemn yet hopeful vows sounded silently.

"Yes!"

"This wasteland is not the homeland of human beings, and this sky is not the sky of the earth!"

"One generation, ten generations, as long as human beings are not extinct!"

"Our goal must be..."

"Back to Earth!"

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