Chapter 230: Preparation, busy last day (please vote)
The problem of lack of diesel oil was on the way to being solved. After recording it in the material requirements, Sumo turned around and returned to the third floor.
After the problem of the harvester was solved, the two remaining design drawings on the table were much simpler.
Not to mention the flour grinder, the rotary tiller is just a tractor with a rotary tiller shaft, and there is no technical difficulty at all.
And because the drawings he received were for an inclined rotary tiller shaft, without too much thinking or system help, Sumo finished laying out the entire rotary tiller just before two o'clock in the night by relying on the workbench.
shell.
"The workbench is easy to use, but it is difficult to make big things. When the disaster is over, we must make the cutting machine quickly to make it convenient."
After finishing the main body part, which is the cutter head in the rotary tiller shaft for farming, we can only rely on the system to slowly glue small parts together, and finally form a large piece.
Fortunately, the copper and iron purchased last time were very abundant, and we finally encountered no bottlenecks in terms of materials.
Time passed minute by minute, waiting for Moore to go back and forth to carry the things up to the first floor.
When the iron blocks on hand were all gone, the last part of the rotary tiller was finally completed.
Next, you only need to wait until tomorrow and exchange some items that can reduce the consumption of survival points in the trading secret realm, and the rotary tiller will be freshly baked and become an important part of the automated farm.
"Master Soma, Moore is so sleepy, Moore wants to sleep!"
The remaining three acres of land were sown, a deal was negotiated, and a rotary cultivator and a harvester were built overnight. This kind of work efficiency is completely exaggerated and terrifying even in modern times.
Moore, who had been busy all day, had reached his end at this time. After following Sumo to the second floor, he muttered a few words and lay down on the ground and fell asleep.
Looking at the bear warrior like this, Sumo couldn't laugh or cry. After pasting the mountain and sea scroll card on Moore, he strolled back to his little bed.
Looking at the tasks set in the morning in his diary, Sumo hammered his head and felt quite emotional.
"Although farm work is not as dangerous as fighting, it is also a job that trains people."
"Presumably after this wave, when we return to Earth, all humans in the wasteland will become good farmers."
With all kinds of thoughts rising in my mind, I just lay on the bed and haven't had time to watch a wave of information on the World Channel.
A wave of fatigue rushed into Somo's mind.
After resisting the exhaustion of his brain and body, he found the mountain and sea picture scroll card and pasted it, and drank half a cup of the psionic water on the bedside. Somo immediately felt sleepy and fell into a deep sleep within a few minutes.
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This kind of mental exhaustion is more torturous than physical exhaustion.
But at the same time, after recovery, the body's tolerance will be much improved the next time it encounters the same thing.
During sleep, the cells in the brain quickly reorganize and join new "fighting" groups to ensure that there will be no abnormalities in the body the next day.
The misty starlight of the mountain and sea scrolls and the blue light spots of the ethereal water are also constantly circulating in the body, creating various energies needed by the human body.
That night, Somo slept extremely deeply, and even his breathing became a little heavier, rippling back and forth in the empty third floor of the underground shelter.
The faint white moonlight shone down the second floor window, illuminating the four children sleeping soundly on the second floor.
Following the window to the top of the shelter, the moon and stars were sparse, and the vast wasteland was filled with a different kind of beauty.
This is a place of despair.
This is also a place where new life is nurtured.
On this day, countless seeds have begun to be sown in the cleared land one after another, just waiting for the disaster to come and thrive.
But for the owners of these seeds, tonight is destined to be a sleepless night!
Carrying expectations for tomorrow, even after a tiring day, these refugees lay in bed, only to find that they had insomnia!
Tired for a day and still unable to sleep?
It sounds incredible, but under the excitement of the mood and the expectation for the future, although everyone's body is protesting, their spirits are extremely excited, and all kinds of things that they have never thought about in their minds are flying one after another.
out.
After being hungry for a month, after eating the food planned every day, if I feel hungry again, I have no choice but to collect bark and grass roots to satisfy my hunger.
If you are used to living a life where you are never short of food as long as you have money, then suddenly being put into such an environment would cause an extremely uncomfortable adjustment period for anyone else.
However, these situations will be different tomorrow.
As long as the welfare disaster strikes, it doesn't matter what kind of crop it is, as long as it can be eaten.
After taking careful care of it for a day or two, you will be able to harvest a batch in no time to alleviate your immediate needs.
By then, the existential crisis oppressing everyone will be greatly alleviated, and the maddening hunger can be quickly satisfied.
In each different shelter, different crops are grown, and the items that appear in their minds are completely different.
Swallowing the rapidly secreted saliva in the throat and feeling the soreness in the stomach, most people were still in a state of rest with their eyes closed until the morning sun came out.
However, all this fatigue cannot defeat the humans who have survived in the wasteland for a month.
When the time came, everyone spontaneously had a shabby breakfast and rushed to their own fields to continue farming.
Of course, Sumo, who was lying in the shelter and had slept to death, didn't know this.
In the dream of relieving mental stress, there are thousands of acres of fertile farmland near the underground shelter, and there are several creeks similar to those in the Hope Refuge that slowly pass through it, just like a fairyland on earth.
Fatty swimming fish passed through the river, and from time to time they were caught by Moore lying beside the stream, making a struggling and flopping sound.
Oreo was still lying on a high slope where it could get the sun, with sparks big and small, lying lazily and looking at the harvest scene below.
On the ground beside the river, countless sweet fruits were everywhere, and the various fruits on the tree branches even bent the branches and hung low.
Picking a fruit at random, the taste can pass through the mouth, making people feel extremely satisfied and happy.
Ding ding ding
As the big clock hanging on the wall of the gym reached the set time every day, it began to make a shrill sound.
While sleeping, Somo was also awakened by this sound, and his consciousness gradually returned to his body.
"What a satisfying dream!"
With a sigh, when Somo opened his eyes, he happened to catch up with the biological clock that had been maintained in the wasteland for a long time.
"After six hours of sleep, I have completely recovered my energy. It seems that the brain can indeed be exercised!"
After touching the back of his head, which was a little cold, to confirm that he had not lost any hair, he drank a large gulp of psionic water, got up and walked to the living room.
Different from the fresh smell of the Hope Shelter, the slightly dull air in the underground shelter is more real.
After taking a couple of greedy breaths, holding the gun in his hand, and doing a set of warm-up movements as shown in the Su family's gun, Sumo came to the second floor.
Animals generally like places with light sources and wind.
Therefore, except for Somo on the third underground floor, the four children were all lying on the second floor.
Seeing Somo coming over, Oreo woke up alertly, jumped up affectionately, and circled around Somo's trousers.
Moore, who had slept to death yesterday, still had no intention of waking up. He collapsed on the ground, his stomach sank, and he was still in a deep sleep.
After walking around and confirming that there was nothing unusual near the underground shelter, Sumo rubbed his hands, walked back to the workbench, and began to carefully study the last day's tasks before the disaster struck.
"Collection of seeds is the most important task today. It is not only used in the trading secret realm, but also in the Candlelight Shelter. It is necessary to sow the seeds before the early morning, so as not to waste any sowing time."
"As for the harvester and rotary cultivator, there is no rush for this. We will arrange for people from the Candlelight Shelter to come over and drive them away. As long as they can be used before the second crop of sowing tomorrow."
Wheat harvested with a harvester, which has lost its outermost layer of pulp, belongs to the category of fruit and has a low survival rate for secondary planting.
Only by harvesting manually and carefully protecting the outer skin can the seeds be preserved intact for the second planting.
Therefore, whether it is the first harvest in the Black Land or the first harvest in the Candlelight Sanctuary, it requires manual labor to harvest carefully.
Of course, after the first batch of seeds are collected, you can then use the most advanced modern tools without any scruples.
As for the seeds of the other three plants in the black soil, cabbage and carrots, they need to wait until they bloom and bear seeds and fruits before they can be harvested.
As for soybeans, they are the simplest among them. You only need to wait until the fruits are fully grown, harvest them, and then sow them.
"Five acres of land, if I have to collect so much by myself, I won't be able to collect it all, so what about this task?"
"Leave it to Moore!"
Quickly filling in the name of Moore, who was still sleeping soundly, in the harvest column, Sumo also quickly made arrangements for other things to come.
There are still four hours until market trading arrives.
There are still ten hours until the airdrop.
Including the time for ripening and harvesting, the last day before the disaster is equally urgent, and not a single second can be delayed.
When he came to the supply warehouse, he took out all the remaining flour and got two cabbages. According to his usual workday routine, Somo made a large pot of noodle soup that could last for a whole day.
The aroma of Nether Energy cabbage spreads everywhere. When the greedy Moore follows the aroma to the kitchen, a new day officially begins!
Due to time constraints, after breakfast, there seemed to be a hint of anxiety in the air.
Taking the four little ones all the way to the black land, Sumo's anxiety eased a little when he looked at the flat land below.
"It's finally time for this land to burst into harvest!"
