One Thousand Three Hundred and Ninety-Seven Girls

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At the end of a golden wheat field, on an endless plain, a machine as huge as a mountain is being filled and built by countless cranes and construction machinery.

Just looking at the size of this huge device is already shocking. Countless puppet robots are busy on the scaffolding, and pieces of steel are welded together like this, turning into an untidy shell.

Compared with that huge mechanical device, a young man who was working in the golden wheat field on the side seemed a bit too small.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his face was full of satisfaction. His father was a farmer, and his father's lifelong wish was to own his own land.

This wish was truly realized in his life, because he came to this planet without a name but a number, and then obtained hundreds of acres of land that was completely his own.

Now he lives a fulfilling life every day, taking care of these crops that are worthless but still satisfy him.

Farming machinery will be allocated soon to help him cultivate more land. Land is not valuable here, and talents are the most valuable.

There are only tens of thousands of pioneers on the entire planet. These people are scattered in several large camps on the entire planet and live a regular life every day.

They studied, they cultivated, they built, until a few days ago, the main body of the huge machine landed not far away, and then it was expanded into what it is now.

When the young man raised his head again, a row of ears of wheat had been pruned. He straightened up and wiped the sweat off his forehead, and asked the old man beside him, "What is this...so tall, so big..."

The old man was not his father, but an old farmer living in Dothan. He left his hometown and came here because the land was annexed and he couldn't survive. He came here to try his luck.

As a result, he found that he was very lucky, and after coming here, he lived a life like heaven with no worries about food and drink. In addition to working every day, there is everything here, which makes him, an old man, so happy that he shows his two missing front teeth every day and smiles wantonly.

The old man narrowed his eyes and said to the young man beside him: "You don't like to inquire, but I did ask the consul who came to check the farming work yesterday."

"Oh? What did he say?" The young man immediately asked out of curiosity.

The old man didn't hold back, and immediately replied: "This is a new defense device deployed on the border planet. I heard that it can block space transitions..."

Even a farmer who farms on a frontier planet is also a farmer who has been on a spaceship. He has a very deep understanding of high-tech.

In fact, the Alan Hill Empire has basically eliminated illiteracy. Using the magic ball of knowledge and compulsory education, Chris has made the people of the entire empire have a certain degree of cultural quality.

"In the future, if you want to use the space jump technology to leave the empire, you need to go to the relevant port. Going directly to the border will waste a lot of time." Maisui: "Besides, it's easy to expose your own flight path. I heard that this kind of blocking device has a certain range."

In order to prevent this block from forming only a barrier, the spaceship only needs to jump to the border, and then use the engine to drive through the blocked area, and then it can continue to jump forward. On a planet in the Borderlands.

As a result, there is a vast space in the border area that cannot make space transitions, and the spacecraft can only waste a long, long time relying on the engine to travel this distance.

Obviously, it is unwise to waste time and easily leave traces, so if you want to leave or enter the empire, you can only go through the open port.

The young man nodded,

He knew the planet he was on, and was still some way away from the far frontier. If there is no space jump, it will still be a very long journey.

"I also heard that a spaceship is coming today." The old man didn't raise his head, but continued: "The consul has said it, and it's a good thing."

"Good thing?" The young man also had enough rest, bent down, and asked while working: "What good thing can there be? Could it be that they finally gave us the tractor and the farming robot?"

"Hey, how can it be so fast? I heard that the output can't keep up, and it will spread to our side next month." The old man smiled, and then lowered his voice mysteriously: "Tell me, your father Before dying, what is your greatest wish?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "Don't make fun of me. Although there is no need to worry about eating and drinking here, it is really difficult to start a family. There may only be a few thousand girls on the entire planet. Who can do that?" Look at me, a poor boy."

"So, I say it's a good thing." The old man said with a chuckle, "I heard that because we have too many men here, we gave it priority."

While speaking, he had already walked to the other side of the ridge, and he had finished another row of crops: "The consul said that 20,000 girls were found from Planet Hope 2 and sent directly to us... like you At this age, a woman is assigned, and the official will come forward to marry and have children..."

"Are you serious?" The vigorous young man also came to the side of the field, put down the last wheat stalk, and stood up straight: "The city hall still cares about this kind of thing?"

"The Grand Consul said, you can go and have fun!" The wrinkles on the old man's face turned into a flower with a smile. He pointed at the young man with his callused fingers, and teased: "In the future, you will become a child!" Now that you have a family and a son, your father's wish will be considered fulfilled by you."

The young man nodded, and said, "If he can persist for two more years, he might be able to live to see the good day he is today."

"No...it's a good day, no amount is too much." The old man nodded, then went around to another row of field ridges, bent down and continued to work.

The young man also nodded, and continued to bend over to work: "I don't know what kind of person you can give me, whether it is tall or short, fat or thin, what kind of person is it, whether it is good or not."

"Ha, you are an expert in planting in our field, if you don't arrange a good one for you, wouldn't it be cheaper for those guys?" The old man laughed.

While they were chatting, a spacecraft entered orbit and began releasing one reentry module after another.