Chapter 248 New Year's Eve, the Refugees' Little Thoughts!

As everyone knows.

A wave of madness breaks out and releases all the impulses and desires in the heart. The inevitable result will definitely be a long period of weakness!

Especially in this outbreak, we must also consider that the physical fitness of the refugees in the Candlelight Shelter is extremely poor after being hungry for a month.

Now, after shouting slogans for about ten minutes, most people sat down on the ground tiredly, breathing heavily.

My body is tired, really tired! But in my heart

It’s also very exciting!

From top to bottom, even the new people who joined the shelter felt a strong sense of belonging filling their hearts, making them uncomfortable.

Human beings, as aggregating animals, have very strange habits.

The combat effectiveness of a single human being may be 1, but when gathered together it may reach 5.

But if its morale is stimulated, its combat effectiveness can increase at a rate that other animals cannot understand.

With a double or triple increase, individual combat power could reach 15 or 20.

At this time, under the leadership of Moore, all the refugees shifted their attack "targets" to the land in front of them, and their efficiency climbed to a higher level again.

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

Hungry? That's not a problem. Everyone here tonight can have a full belly and never go to bed hungry again.

Without worries, everyone is thinking about devoting their last bit of strength to this land for the blessing of a good harvest!

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

"yes"

"clear!"

Looking at the four female workers who were secretly wiping away tears and working hard, Sumo was also deeply moved.

The freshly harvested wheat is not only rich in moisture, but also has a low yield rate and a large amount of waste.

At the same time, the powder it grinds is not good in terms of taste and quality.

Only wheat that has been thoroughly dried in the sun can be ground.

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

At this time, although there will be a certain proportion of waste when using a flour mill to grind flour, this waste is completely worth mentioning in the face of the basic number.

Even if you wait in the sun for half a day tomorrow, the first and second batches will be completely dry. By then, the flour extraction rate will be higher and the taste will be more delicious. By the way, you can also leave enough for the subsequent planting batches. time.

Once upon a time on earth, it was the older generation of scientists like Mr. Yuan who worked hard in the fields to develop various disaster-resistant and high-yielding varieties.

This solves the problem of eating for most people around the world in one fell swoop!

Famine no longer exists in their hands.

With this epic achievement, Sumo could clearly feel on the faces of the wasteland refugees how important it was to solve the problem of food.

"Fortunately, I accidentally caused a welfare disaster this time. Otherwise, when the flood passes, there may not even be 10 million people left alive!"

After patting the dust on his combat uniform and checking that there was no problem with the machine, Somo walked slowly to the end of the field and began the last inspection and patrol before dark.

The day has been busy, and time flies by quickly. From the busy morning to now, the sunset in the horizon has also completed its task for the day, and it is time to "go home".

Beside the planned land of more than 200 acres, there are also some mutated creatures with red eyes due to hunger, who want to attack them while it is dark.

For such an eye-opening thing, I took out the rifle from the storage space and adjusted it to single shot. With just a few bullets, I left "delicious food" on the ground for everyone to enjoy at night.

The booming gunshots did not distract the people in the field at all.

On the contrary, it is this kind of noise that makes people feel more at ease in the darkening sky here.

"The explosion rate of mutated creatures today is really getting lower and lower. None of these three mutated creatures can explode treasure chests."

Two ugly hyenas that were very popular in the spotlight, plus a half-sized snow leopard, failed to reveal the treasure chest.

This also proves from the side that in the middle and late stages, it is simply unrealistic for humans to rely on treasure chests to survive.

Only by carving out a home step by step and reviving technology is the main theme in the wasteland.

With the lessons learned from "our own people", Sumo's unabashed contempt and strong strength.

In the darkness far away, some people who were still spying on the mutated creatures felt that this was a forbidden area and could only sneak away with their tails between their legs.

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

At this moment, most people were exhausted. Except for the two rotary cultivators and the flour mill at the entrance of the village, which were still working, everyone else returned to the village and waited for dinner. Get some sleep and be fresh to fight again the next day.

However, the plan says so, but there are still many people of the older generation who can endure hardship. While others are going back to rest, they are busy spreading the fertilizers prepared in advance in the fields to increase their own The fertility of the land in this area.

In normal land, according to the current violent planting method, it is basically impossible to plant a crop after sowing.

But the Welfare Disaster is strong here, even if your land is a desert, a barren place where no grass grows.

As long as you can ensure that the crops have enough water to grow, according to the grade, you can harvest the crops when the time comes.

As for the yield, there are naturally upper and lower limits. Judging from the current lower limit of high-yield seeds of the fine level, the lowest is 1,400 kilograms or more.

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

Moreover, with the addition of the Welfare Disaster, the land absorbs fertilizers at a terrifying speed.

As long as there is enough 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 sowing.

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

After encouraging several refugees who were working in the fields and measuring the field with his legs, Su Mo saw Oreo running over to beg for food. Thinking about Moore who had worked all day, Su Mo suddenly became curious.

Normally, after working for a whole day, Moore would want to eat seven or eight bowls of oil-splashed noodles to be satisfied.

After eating in the morning today, Moore has disappeared. I don't know where he went to fool around.

"Good guy, Moore didn't follow others to the shelter to eat, drink and rest!"

Thinking of Moore who was arm in arm with the refugees before, Su Mo suddenly felt a headache.

Oreo on the side also understood Su Mo's meaning instantly. He barked twice and nodded, indicating that Moore's smell was in the village.

"You are so unguarded to others, too relaxed. No, I must teach Moore a lesson this time when I go back."

After looking around and seeing that the refugees who had applied fertilizer before had left, Su Mo simply walked away and walked towards the village.

The people in the Candlelight Shelter were okay. They were basically acquaintances. If it was any other shelter, Moore rushed in. Wouldn't it be that the food came to the door enthusiastically and gave people a meal!

With the intention of educating, as soon as he arrived at the village entrance, Su Mo frowned, put away his smile, and returned to his usual cold appearance.

But strangely, the soldiers who used to be on duty at the village entrance were nowhere to be found today, and no one knew where they had gone.

"With this harvest of food, discipline is completely gone. We still have to find a professional instructor to train us in the future!"

With a little disappointment, shaking his head, Su Mo walked into the village entrance.

After walking along the one-way street of about five or six meters, relying on his strong hearing, the sound of human breathing and the sound of people gathering together began to become sparser.

Although these sounds were much weaker than usual, as if someone tried to cover them up, there were still some noisy sounds that reached Su Mo's ears.

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

After turning a corner and walking out of the one-way street, the view in front of him suddenly became clear.

But at the same time, the scene in front of him made Su Mo, who was already mentally prepared, completely stunned.

In the village square where people usually gather, the refugees who had "liered" that they were going to rest before, all stood here, forming a large fan-shaped circle.

In the sunken square, although the faces of these refugees were all covered with dirt, they could not hide their burning eyes.

Moore, who ran away to fool around, stood at the front of the crowd, with 4 points of embarrassment and 6 points of expectation on his bear face.

Even Oreo, who was beside him, laughed loudly and ran to lie at the feet of Zhong Qingshu, leaving the home court to the focus of the crowd at this time

Sumo!

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

These people washed all the dirt on their faces and hands, and changed into a new set of clothes.

Seeing Sumo stunned, all the refugees, led by Chen Shen, lowered their bodies in unison and made a 90-degree bow.

Wow!

As if they had practiced countless times, except for Moore, everyone else tried to keep the speed consistent!

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

On the reddish-brown tray, there was a large bowl as white as jade.

In the large bowl, there was a green-red soup, which looked tempting and delicious, exuding a sour and spicy taste.

The tray looked like it was handmade and was not flat. As Chen Shen's hands trembled when he bent down, the soup inside also rose and fell from time to time, revealing what was underneath.

"Brother Su, today is the New Year's Eve of our China. Everyone has gathered together supplies, but they can't find anything good to buy for you in the market."

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

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

Chen Shen's words made Su Mo feel as if he was in another world.

Today?

It turned out to be New Year's Eve?