MTL - My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!-Chapter 245 New Year's Eve, careful thoughts of refugees!

well known.

A wave of madness erupted, and after releasing all the impulsive desires in the heart, the inevitable result will definitely be long-term weakness!

Especially when it comes to this outbreak, it is also necessary to consider that the refugees in Candlelight Refuge have been hungry for a month, and their physical fitness is extremely poor.

Now, after Guikulanghao shouted slogans for more than ten minutes, most of the people sat on the ground in exhaustion, gasping for breath.

The body is tired, really tired! But in my heart...

It's also cool to fly!

From top to bottom, even those who have newly joined the sanctuary have a strong sense of belonging in their hearts at this time, and they are not unhappy.

Humans, as collective animals, have very strange habits.

The combat power of a single human may be 1, and it may reach 5 after gathering.

But if the morale is stimulated, the combat power can increase at a rate other animals can't understand.

Under the double or triple increase, it is possible for the individual combat power to go directly to 15 or 20.

At this time, under Moore's leadership, after all the refugees shifted their attack "target" to the land in front of them, the efficiency climbed a new level again.

tired? It doesn't matter, you can rest after cutting the ground and get a good night's sleep.

hungry? That's not a problem, everyone present tonight can eat a round belly, and no longer go to bed hungry.

No worries, everyone is thinking of dedicating their last ounce of strength to this land for the blessing of a bumper harvest!

"Okay, okay, the flour is about to spill out. Don't be moved. Hurry up and finish everything you can tonight, and use this flour to make a full meal for everyone."

"Yes..."

"clear!"

Seeing the four female workers who were wiping away tears while answering, working hard, Soma was also quite touched.

The newly harvested wheat not only has a lot of moisture, but also has a low yield and a large waste.

At the same time, the ground powder is not delicious in terms of taste and quality.

And only the dried wheat can be ground.

Fortunately, the sun in the wasteland is extremely hot, and the first batch of wheat and a small part of the second batch of wheat that have been dried for a day have already evaporated a lot of water.

At this time, although there will be a certain percentage of waste to use the flour mill to make flour, this waste is completely insignificant in front of the base.

Even after half a day of drying tomorrow, the first batch and the second batch will be completely dry, and the powder yield will be higher and the taste will be more delicious. time.

Once on earth, it was Yuan Lao, the older generation of scientists, who worked hard in the fields to research all kinds of disaster-resistant and high-yield varieties.

In one fell swoop, it solved the problem of eating for most people all over the world!

Famine no longer exists in their hands.

With this epic achievement, on the faces of today's wasteland refugees, Soma can also feel more clearly how important it is to solve the problem of eating.

"Fortunately, this time, I caused a welfare disaster by mistake. Otherwise, after the flood passes, there may not be even ten million people who can survive!"

He patted the floating ash on the combat uniform, and after three glances to confirm that there was no problem with the machine, Soma walked slowly to the end of the field, and started the last wave of inspection patrols before dark.

The day has been busy and time has passed quickly. From the morning to the present, the sunset in the sky has also completed his task for the day, and it is time to "go home".

Beside the planned land of more than 200 acres, there are also some mutant creatures that are already hungry and red-eyed, wanting to come and attack while it is dark.

For this kind of invisible thing, I took out the rifle in the storage space and adjusted it to a single shot. With just a few bullets, the "food" for everyone to eat at night was left on the ground.

The booming gunshots didn't distract the people in the field at all.

On the contrary, this kind of noise makes people feel more at ease in the dark sky here.

"The explosion rate of mutant creatures today is really getting lower and lower. None of these three mutant creatures can only burst out of the treasure chest."

Two ugly hyenas with a very high rate of appearance, plus a half-sized snow leopard, failed to burst out of the treasure chest.

This also confirms from the side, the more to the middle and late stage, it is simply unrealistic for human beings to rely on treasure chests to survive.

The only way to open up a home step by step and revive technology is the main theme in the wasteland.

With the lessons of "our own people", coupled with Soma's undisguised contempt and powerful strength.

In the darkness far away, some people are still spying on mutant creatures, and they all feel that this is a forbidden area, and they can only slip away with their tails tucked.

In the fields below, according to the plan, under the strong power of the harvester, all the wheat planted in the second round will be harvested and returned to the warehouse, waiting for the drying tomorrow.

At this moment, most of the people were exhausted. Except for the two rotary tillers and the noodle mill at the gate of the village that were still working, everyone else returned to the village and waited for dinner to be well. Get some sleep, and continue to fight again the next day.

But that's what the plan said, but there are still many older generation people who can endure hardships, still lying in the ground while others go back to rest, busy spreading the fertilizer prepared before, in order to increase their self-esteem The fertility of the land in this area.

In normal land, according to the current violent planting method, it is basically impossible to plant one crop at a time.

But the welfare disaster is strong here, even if your land is a desert, a place where barren grass does not grow.

As long as you can ensure that the crops need enough water when they grow, according to the grade, you can harvest the crops when the time is up.

As for the yield, there is naturally an upper and lower limit. Judging from the lower limit of the current high-yield seeds of the sophisticated level, the minimum is 1,400 jin.

It is enough for large-scale planting and harvesting in places on the wasteland that are much barren than the Hope Plain.

And, with the addition of welfare disasters, the land's absorption of chemical fertilizers is also frighteningly fast.

As long as there is sufficient chemical fertilizer, the fertility of the land can be quickly restored to its heyday, and an excellent harvest can still be obtained in the next round of planting.

"Hey, this guy Moore, why did he disappear!"

Encouraged a few refugees who were working in the field. After measuring the field with his legs, he watched Oreo run over and beg for food. Thinking of Moore who had been working all day, Somo was suddenly curious. up.

As usual, after working for a day, Moore can't wait to eat seven or eight bowls of oil-splashed noodles in one meal, only to be satisfied.

After having eaten this morning, Moore is stunned that there is no bear shadow, and he doesn't know where he went to fool around.

"My dear, Moore didn't go to eat, drink and rest with others to avoid refuge!"

Thinking of Moore, who had been hooking up with the refugees before, Su Mo had a headache.

Oreo on the side also instantly understood the meaning of Soma. He barked twice and nodded, indicating that the smell of Moore was in the village.

"I'm so unsuspecting of others, I'm too relaxed, no, I must educate Moore when I go back this time."

After surveying the surrounding refugees who had been fertilizing before, all of them had left, Somo simply threw off his steps and walked towards the village.

The people in the Candlelight Refuge are okay, they are basically acquaintances. If this is another shelter, Moore rushed in. Isn't this a door-to-door with enthusiasm for food and a meal for others!

With the thought of education, as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the village, Soma's face became stern, his smile was retracted, and he returned to the cold appearance of the past.

But it's strange, the soldiers who used to be on duty at the entrance of the village are nowhere to be seen today, and they don't know where they went.

"As soon as the food is harvested, the discipline will be completely lost. In the future, I still have to find a professional instructor for training!"

Shaking his head with a hint of disappointment, Soma walked into the entrance of the village.

After walking in along the one-way street of about five or six meters, relying on strong hearing, the sound of human breathing and the sound of crowd gathering began to become more sparse.

Although these voices were much weaker than usual, as if someone was trying to cover them up, there were still some noises that entered Soma's ears.

No matter how long the one-way street is, it has an end.

Turning a corner, after walking out of the one-way street, the eyes suddenly opened up.

But at the same time, the sight in front of him completely stunned Soma, who was already prepared.

On the square in the village that was used for gatherings on weekdays, the refugees who had "falsely claimed" to go to rest before, but at this time, all of them stood here, forming a large fan-shaped circle.

In the sunken square, although the faces of these refugees were all black, they could not hide their eager eyes.

Moore, who ran away to fool around, was standing at the front of the crowd, with 4 points of embarrassment and 6 points of hope on the bear's face.

Even Oreo, who was beside him, laughed and ran to Zhong Qingshu, who was lying on the side, giving up the home court to the focus of the crowd...

Soma!

In front of all the refugees was the management of Candlelight Refuge, led by Chen Shen, and seven or eight people stood together.

Instead, these people scrubbed all the dirt on their faces and hands, and put on a new set of clothes.

Seeing Soma stunned, all the refugees, led by Chen Shen~www.novelbuddy.com~, lowered their bodies uniformly and made a 90-degree bow.

Wow!

It seemed like they had been rehearsed countless times. Except for Moore, everyone else tried to keep the same speed as possible!

As Chen Shen bowed, the tray held on his hands also lowered, enough for Soma to see what was on it.

On the jujube-red tray, there is a large bowl that is as white as jade.

In the big bowl, there is a blue-red soup, which looks tempting and delicious, exuding a hot and sour taste.

The tray looked like it was made by hand and was not flat. With Chen Shen's hands shaking when he bent down, the soup inside was also rising and falling from time to time, revealing what was underneath.

"Brother Su, today is our Chinese New Year's Eve. The big guy gathered together supplies, but couldn't find anything good in the market to buy you."

"This bowl of dumplings is everyone's heart, please don't dislike it, Brother Su!"

Staring at the hundreds of refugees below with enthusiastic expressions, and then looking at the moon in the sky.

Chen Shen's words caused a feeling like an eternity to emerge from the bottom of Soma's heart.

today?

So it's already New Year's Eve?

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