MTL - My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!-Chapter 250 Grab the harvest, a harvest that makes your scalp numb!

At the end of February 2nd, the dragon looked up.

It is also the second day of the Chinese New Year in the Earth calendar.

As the last day of the welfare disaster, most of the wasteland survivors gathered in the camp, and at this time it was also the harvest stage.

Even some lone wolves bought a few seeds yesterday, relying on their only supplies, and after two rounds of breeding, they harvested enough food for the first half of the year on the last day.

More or less, this should be a day worth celebrating.

But on such a festive day, everyone didn't have much joy, instead their faces were full of worries.

The reason that makes everyone unhappy is simple...

From four o'clock in the middle of the night, as the weather began to change, various discussions in the world chat never stopped.

On the last day, since three o'clock, there are large groups of dark clouds in the sky of the wasteland. The thickness of the clouds will only dissipate unless there is a heavy rain!

The exposure to the sun, the sun, and the surrounding snowflakes that have begun to melt, have made most refugees indirectly forget the rainy weather.

There is no weather forecast, and there is no night view of the sky. The clouds are coming fast, and so is the rain!

In less than an hour, strange clouds that didn't know where they came from were intertwined in the sky. As long as the entire wasteland continent was covered by humans, it was covered in it.

Sooner than late, stuck at this node, this rain can be described as a coincidence!

It also disrupted the plans that many people had made long ago.

The sight jumped to the depression.

After finishing work and eating last night, Somo went to bed early, and accordingly, woke up early in the morning.

It was just getting dark and the morning sun hadn't risen from the horizon. As the alarm bell of the elderly phone rang, Somo immediately jumped into a carp and jumped up with great spirits.

There is no cooling time to get up. It is a thing that can greatly enhance the sense of happiness and accomplishment.

Feeling the sufficient strength between his arms and waist and abdomen, and touching the lower body that already had abdominal muscles, Sumo nodded in satisfaction, put on his clothes and walked out of the room.

"Working in the ground is also exercise. As long as you can recover from every consumption, your physical fitness will improve very quickly!"

After finishing the warm-up in a set of Su's guns, he wiped the sweat from all over his body.

Walking on the third floor of the underground refuge, Somo began to wash up routinely and check World Channel news.

"Huh, there are so many people today?"

It was only six o'clock in the morning, and the World Channel, which would have been sparsely sparse according to usual practice, was actually already crowded with noisy people.

Looking at the topics discussed by everyone, Sumo, who was still relaxed, suddenly became serious.

"It's actually going to rain, this time is too coincidental!"

After quickly washing up and putting on combat uniforms, Sumo walked quickly across the passage, opened the door of the refuge, and looked out.

There is no big discrepancy from what everyone said, and there are thick dark clouds over the depression at this time.

In the distance visible to the naked eye, the light of lightning can be seen occasionally in the dark clouds.

A faint north wind with floating snow also joined the brewing.

As the wind swept across the ground, blowing on the combat uniform, making a rustling sound.

If it goes on like this, the rain brewed by such a thick cloud will last for at least half a day.

"Finally matched the disaster in Magu's notebook. On the seventh day after the heavy snowfall, a heavy rain will begin."

This rain is expected.

It was also in the contingency plan constructed before Somo.

Take precautions. Yesterday, Somo instructed Chen Shen to give priority to cotton planting and leave the remaining vegetables for planting on the third day.

What is guarded against is this sudden heavy rain!

"According to the rain completely, there should be two or three hours left"

"If we grab a wave from now on, it will have an impact on the harvest, but it will be acceptable."

At the beginning of the candlelight refuge field, there were more than two thousand catties of seeds as the base.

In addition, almost the entire process was automated machinery, and in just two days, more than 80% of the tasks were completed.

Like the remaining cabbage, carrots and soybeans, rain will have an impact, but the problem is not big. It will not be like wheat. The harvest will be cut by half, which is within the appropriate range of the budget.

At this point, Chen Shen has already started work.

After hurriedly reviewing the report sent by Chen Shen early in the morning, he got on the phone and asked Chen Shen a few words, So Mo hung up and began to hurriedly prepare breakfast and the next rush.

The candlelight refuge is racing against time.

The underground refuge can't be slow.

The fruit trees planted yesterday are calculated according to time, and the first round of fruit can be harvested at this time.

Wait until the rain is over, I am afraid that the fruit will have to be elder!

After eating breakfast, I drove the ground tiger and brought all the harvesting tools. The fragrance of the fruit trees had already reached my nose before I reached the black ground.

Red, green and green apples hung on the branches, making the branches drooping downward.

The yellowish apricots the size of a baby's fist, accompanied by the wind, jumped up a unique waltz.

The reddish peaches in the white, the sentences of yellow orange and orange, and the bright yellow pears, the bonus of the black earth...just right...

Horrible!

Among these fruit trees, all the rare grades, with a 1,000-fold increase in bonuses, have basically reached the maturity stage.

These fruit trees are not taken care of, and the shapes that grow out are all sorts of weird, and even the fruits that they bear are large and small.

But under this circumstance, Somo didn't care about so much anymore, greeted Moore, took the tools, and immediately began to harvest quickly.

From below to above, Somo is lying on the tree to harvest.

Moore was even more violent, knocking down the fruit from the tree using his physical advantage and squatting on the ground.

After watching for a while, Oreo also joined the grabbing team, digging his claws, biting his mouth, and flying fast.

In less than an hour, the ground tiger was full.

When the second round came to harvest, rain had already begun to fall in the sky.

Fortunately, the speed of one big and two small ones is not slow, and finally more than 90% of the fruits are collected before the heavy rain completely falls.

As for the rest, it can be allowed to return to the ground, decay into inorganic matter, and nourish the fertility of the black earth.

Wow!

Boom!

Lightning enough to penetrate the sky and the earth glided across the dark sky.

Just as Sumo stopped the ground tiger, with the sound of muffled thunder, the rain came completely!

Huh!

In the field of vision, there was still an endless snowfield on the ground before, which looked like a blocked snow country.

But now, with the humid and sultry air in the air, the rain in the sky is pouring down like midsummer and June.

In just three or five seconds, the rain curtain at the door of the underground refuge has been connected.

"Wow, it's raining, it's raining!"

Since I was born, I saw Moore in the rain for the first time. At this time, he was full of spirits, and he scrambled out, yelling in the rain.

The warm rain hit Moore's smooth fur, like a massage, and the cool Moore rolled around in the snow.

Shaking his head, watching Oreo also ran out and went crazy, looking at most of the fruits that were piled on the ground, Sumo also had his own happiness.

After moving in the excellent-grade comfortable folding chair that was traded before, he picked up an apple and sat in front of the door, and Sumo ate it leisurely.

hiss...

It's so sweet!

Although the apple trees have not undergone any pruning, the density of fruit bearing far exceeds the maximum planned in modern agriculture.

But with the addition of only one delicious attribute in the rare class, the stimulation these fruits bring to the taste buds is beyond Sumo's imagination.

With every bite, the juice of the apple oozes out, and people can truly feel what is sweet but not greasy!

Leisurely lounge chairs, rain curtains to catch the sky, fresh fruits.

A bear who likes to roll around in the rain, and an Erha who likes to flutter, plus two chickens flying around.

As Somo hurriedly dealt with the rest of the matter, in such a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, this welfare disaster could be regarded as coming to an end.

At the candlelight refuge, after Sumo decisively signaled to give up the grab, everyone returned to the house and began to hide from the rain.

Having food does not mean that physical fitness can be restored.

Taking the refugees' exhausted bodies as an example, one who does not pay attention and catches a cold and fever, even with Somo's treatment, will have to take a long time to recover. The gain is not worth the loss.

In addition, there are enough materials harvested so far!

Let alone the spring wheat that accumulates into a hill, it is the vegetables that have been rushed up, and they are piled up in every living room.

With Sumo's order, the refugees did not dare to go out, so they could only go back to the house, looking at the place where there was almost no foot, showing an expression that didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

People, afraid of being poor, will be like this.

Suddenly the sudden wealth of materials made everyone feel a little unreal, and only this "timely rain" extinguished everyone's heart and forced them to calm down.

Of course, as the heavy rains prolonged, all the refugees had to go out with their umbrellas to loosen the clogged drainage channels, for fear that the rain would last for a few days and flood the food and supplies that were finally put away.

"Rain water close to zero, or below five or six degrees, hits the snow and forms a thick layer of ice."

"But according to the current temperature, the solid snow will begin to melt when the rain drops."

"The next disaster, nine out of ten chances are..."

"flood!"

Each drop of rain water carrying "high temperature" hits the solid snow surface, just like water poured in a pan.

On the ice surface, countless tiny bubbles appeared, mixed with rainwater and dripped onto the ground, and were greedily absorbed by the vegetation on the ground.

Sitting at the gate, stayed from morning to noon, and from noon to afternoon.

After the material statistician at the United Candlelight Refuge had done all the material ownership and measurement, he rubbed his slightly numb shoulder, and Somo stood up.

"When you pull everything back tomorrow, as long as there are no accidents, you don't have to worry about living supplies again!"

Using the weighing function of the system, the candlelight refuge has already counted the harvest of various crops under the welfare disaster.

Among them, Somo, which can account for 70% of the share, can get a terrifying amount of crops.

The spring wheat was sown for five rounds, and the total area covered by the five sowings was 929 mu.

The average output of the five times is 1846 jin per mu!

Taken together, this time the total wheat harvest, wiped out some fraction and consumption, the remaining amount is 1.71 million catties.

Because of the weather ~www.novelbuddy.com~, most of the wheat does not have sufficient drying time, so the flour extraction rate is slightly lower than expected.

72%!

A total of 1.71 million catties of wheat can be ground to produce a full 1.23 million catties of flour. This number is multiplied by the share that Somo can get. The answer is...

860,000 catties!

Equivalent to tons, a full 430 tons!

The volume of flour is 0.52g/cm3, and one cubic meter can hold 500 kilograms of flour. In just three days, after a welfare disaster alone, Somo has accumulated and can fill up 800 cubic meters of flour.

"Good guy, this is a big problem for me."

Before planting, even if Somo had prepared, but now...

After looking at the calculated data and how much of the 800 cubic meters of flour the brain fills up, Sumo's face showed a happy "worry".

With so much food, how to design the space to store it?