Seeing the stunned crowd in the distance, Moore pressed the horn curiously, and the melodious horn sound immediately began to echo in the empty wasteland!
To be fair, the sound of the harvester's horn is not very pleasant, and is even a bit harsh!
But it was this harsh, familiar sound that made the refugees who had seen harvesters on Earth react.
"Harvester, it's really a harvester. Su Shen made a harvester!"
"My mom, I heard that Su Shen was purchasing blueprints two days ago. Has it been completed now?"
"If there is a harvester, there won't be any other automated machinery, right?"
The closer the two mechanical monsters got, the louder the roar from the engine became. This sound seemed to play a melody in the blood of every refugee.
Even Chen Shen, who usually prides himself on being able to deal with things calmly, opened his mouth wide.
Outside the crowd, Zhong Qingshu stood under a tree, her beautiful eyes flashing, looking at Moore driving the harvester with a hint of curiosity.
On the other side, looking at all the refugees who had been prepared, Sumo stopped the vehicle without any hesitation and opened the door.
According to the previous plan, Oreo, who was sitting in the passenger seat, rushed out first. After disappearing from the field of vision like a flash of silver lightning, Somo straightened the hem of his combat uniform and slowly got out of the car.
Oreo is on alert and Moore is in charge of clearing the place.
Looking at everyone with expectant faces, Sumo neatly took out the seeds from the storage space and put them in a pile on the ground:
"I brought the seeds. Without further ado, let's start sowing!"
High-quality seeds naturally have a faint layer of fluorescence, which is very conspicuous in today's wasteland without light pollution.
"Brother Su, we already have this harvester. Do we need to change our share of the harvest? Otherwise, right?"
With a harvester and without a harvester, there are two different efficiencies and speeds.
Moreover, as long as enough fuel can be provided, a lot of manpower can be saved for subsequent farming and sowing.
"No, I provide this harvester for free, but I have a few requirements. I hope everyone can cooperate with me."
After taking a look at the nervous refugees in the front row of the candlelight shelter, Sumo smiled.
"I can provide not only the harvester, but also the subsequent rotary cultivators and flour mills. But after four or five rounds of planting, I need everyone to cooperate with me in planting other things."
"For example, cabbage, soybeans, carrots, cotton"
After naming seven or eight crops in one go, Sumo shrugged and continued to take out the seeds when he looked at everyone who was completely stunned.
Although I had anticipated the impact of these automated tools on wasteland refugees early on, when it came to this point, the reality was much more exaggerated than imagined.
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After four or five seconds, when he saw that everyone was still staring blankly ahead, thinking about something in their minds, Sumo had no choice but to wave his hands:
"Okay, okay, if you want anything, let's wait until we have a harvest. Don't wait until after 12 o'clock and the seeds haven't been sown yet."
The refugees who were still immersed in shock reacted to Sumo's words. Immediately, smiles appeared on their faces that could not be taken away. They all geared up and formed a long queue according to the previous arrangement.
240 acres of land. In the process of opening up the land these days, Candlelight Shelter has gradually gathered some refugees who were previously placed nearby.
There are currently 133 adults, six 17-year-old minors, and one infant in the shelter.
Among them, there are only 46 men, so each person's task is 2.5 acres of land, sharing a total of 115 acres.
For six minor children, each person has one acre of land, and they share 6 acres.
As for the remaining women, except for a few necessary logistics to ensure that the workers have food and water, each one is allocated 1.5 acres based on head count, which is enough to cover all the cultivated land.
At this time, Chen Shen was standing at the front. Every time a person's name was called, the corresponding person came forward to receive the seeds belonging to their own farmland.
Standing next to Chen Shen, after accepting the attention gift of each refugee and watching everyone start planting according to the previous allocation, Sumo, who had been tense and nervous, finally breathed a long sigh of relief.
Except for the special case of Zhong Qingshu, currently everyone in the Candlelight Shelter, including the management, has to work.
Fortunately, the old masters in the Candlelight Shelter have given everyone training on how to plant these days. Walking on the ridge of the fields, Somo started to look left and right, but he didn't find anything wrong.
"In the civilized era, if you want to cultivate the land well, not many people are willing to do this kind of tiring work unless they particularly like it or it has been passed down for generations."
"In the wasteland, everyone will die if they don't farm. As a result, both the speed of learning and the attitude towards farming are too serious!"
After walking back and forth, Sumo nodded silently when he saw several minors planting crops in a decent manner.
Everything is developing according to the imagined process. The more you plant and the better you plant, the more you get.
Even if there was no need for Somo to continue to stand by and supervise the work, these people all used their best strength, each one more crazy than the other.
"How is it? Didn't you expect this efficiency?"
"I didn't expect it. Who would have known that people who were white-collar workers and students a month ago could adapt so quickly?"
Seeing Somo standing on the field ridge in a daze, Zhong Qingshu walked over quietly without knowing when.
"It's a pity that the next disaster comes. I hope everyone here can live well!"
Shaking his head, Somo also had a headache when thinking about the coming flood of punishment and disaster, regarding the future of these people.
The cause of the punitive disaster has so far not been found.
If there are no variables, then all mankind will undergo a 180-day flood.
Fortunately, this time a welfare disaster has been triggered, and it is not a problem for most people to get enough food for the past six months.
"If this disaster is really a big flood, whether humans can survive may not be the biggest problem."
"oh?"
Looking at Zhong Qingshu's pointed eyes and following the direction of her eyes, Su Mo looked over.
It happens to be the building complex of the Candlelight Shelter!
"Assuming that the upcoming flood lasts for 180 days and will recede due to the end of the disaster, human survival is not a problem."
"People in lower places move to higher places, and people at the bottom of the mountains move to the mountains. If it doesn't work, you can spend some points and materials to build a small boat."
"But the shelter everyone created using the core is gone, right?"
Although a small number of people have abandoned the shelter created by the game and chose to build their own houses, trying not to rely on the game for anything.
But more than 70% of people still live in game shelters and must rely on the various functions of the game panel to survive.
The arrival of a major flood will be a devastating disaster for all underground shelters, not to mention wooden houses above ground.
When the one hundred and eighty-day flood passes, these people's underground shelters will not have magical blessings or high technology to withstand it.
After the flood receded, all that was left was a mess.
As for the small wooden houses on the ground, they may have been built on high places early on, and they can still find ways to resist them. Those on low places also need to be abandoned.
"Yes, after most people's shelter is gone, it will be difficult to rely on these magical functions to develop rapidly."
"As far as I know, many of the current design drawings require that the level of the shelter is sufficient to be used. If everyone abandons their own shelter, it is equivalent to abandoning the opportunity to access game technology."
"If this continues, even if human science and technology returns to what it was before we traveled back in time, it will fall into a bottleneck in ten or twenty years."
"But who can say for sure what will happen in a few decades? Maybe our God Su will lead everyone to rise up!"
As if she was afraid of putting too much pressure on Su Mo, Zhong Qingshu tilted her head and thought for a moment before telling a cold joke that made people shudder.
"If you really want to say that, I will lead everyone to rise up."
"This disaster has not come yet. Who can say for sure in the future, maybe I will trigger another disaster and the flood will disappear immediately."
It has never been Su Mo's style to worry about things unfounded. Seeing the worry in Zhong Qingshu's eyes, Su Mo endured it and still did not tell anyone about the mountain and sea scroll card he had.
If mankind is really at the stage of life and death, as long as Soma uses this card, the flood will recede within a day.
By that time, mountains will stand tall, rivers will rise together, oceans will be directly formed, and everywhere will become great plains suitable for human survival.
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 Flood.
Sitting on the ridge of the field, after ending this topic, the two began to chat casually.
Compared with Zhong Qingshu in Relics of Time, she in the real world has a more independent mentality and her thoughts are closer to the end of the world.
Sumo also absorbed slightly different ideas on many small issues.
In the fields below, all the refugees were also carrying out the final sowing and plowing work in an orderly manner according to the time plan.
Time passed by minute by second. At this time, no one cried out about tiredness or pain.
Even though there were protests from the waist, everyone still firmly repeated the movements of bending down, putting down, lifting up, and picking up.
A green moon, different from the usual 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 its brightness is enough to support everyone working in the fields.
The brighter the green light, the closer the time to disaster is.
When the green light was about to solidify, there were only ten minutes left before the welfare disaster.
Two acres is not much more, not much less. Even a few children have completed their tasks and are sitting next to their own land waiting for disaster to come.
"How wonderful. In the wasteland, where are there so many worries and where do we need so much foresight and foresight?"
"Living in the present and living well in the present is the most correct way of thinking. Look at how happy they are!"
He stood up, not wanting to pat the dirt on his combat uniform, and pulled up Zhong Qingshu, who had numb legs next to him, and the two stood side by side.
Looking at the widely dispersed refugees under the green light, he looked at the faces of several people nearby who were tired but full of happiness.
For the first time, Sumo understood why every time the sky fell, a tall man would rise up.
The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.
When we really reach that state of mind, what the so-called "tall man" may pursue is no longer personal safety.
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While thinking about it, when the twelve o'clock bell rang in the game panel, the welfare disaster
