Chapter 1005: First Generation Simulator, War Preparation!

"One acre of wheat produces an average of 752 kilograms of grain, and the total area of ​​the first batch of plantations is just over 26,000 acres."

"One acre of rice produces an average of 591 kilograms of grain, and the second batch of plantations covers an area of ​​about 19,000 acres."

"Excluding these fractions, approximately 19.55 million jins of wheat can be harvested, and 11.2 million jins of rice is calculated as 31 million."

"The territory now has a total of 11,200 residents. Each person consumes one and a half kilograms a day, which is 16,800 kilograms."

"Thirty-one million kilograms, enough to last for 1,845 days, five years!"

"Five years"

Sumo thought silently.

All right.

Such a simple and crude calculation actually has certain errors.

For example, if you want to make wheat into flour, there will be a loss rate of at least 30%. About one pound of wheat will produce 6-7 pounds of flour.

The same goes for rice. Under normal circumstances, the roughness rate of rice is about 80%. If fine processing is required, it will have to be discounted.

However, with such a discount of 31 million jins of grain, it is very satisfying to be able to finally close the warehouse with 20 million jins.

No matter how you calculate it, it is enough for everyone to eat until the next crop of grain is available.

And this is just the first crop. After another four months, the territory's food bank will only become more and more full.

Including the next two years, the residents of the territory will not be able to eat only these things every day.

For example, now, the amount of emergency vegetables produced every day has reached about 600 kilograms, which can completely replace a large part of dry food consumption.

If the Red Spider Caravan or any other Foundation caravan can bring starch protein production machines.

Sumo thought about it carefully and felt that even if the population of the territory increased ten times, there would not be as much pressure as before.

“It’s really unimaginable that it took less than a year to get to this point.”

"It is developing at a rapid speed!"

Just the abundance of food is as significant to human beings as the leap from the agricultural era to the industrial era.

Without the restrictions of these survival necessities, ordinary people can unleash their talents as much as possible in this strange land.

Players on the combat route can upgrade their levels as much as they want.

Players on the life route can also devote more energy to research.

To be honest, it took the Tianyuan Territory in the Future Ruins until the beginning of three years in the wasteland to reach this point.

The current time has been advanced by more than a year.

Sumo didn't dare to decide what changes he could make with the time saved over the past year.

But one thing is for sure.

All the gophers have suppressed their anger for more than two months, and a chaotic war is about to break out in Qinggang City.

The territory will no longer have to suffer as much as before, and finally has the qualifications to participate!

Even for those human groups who are about to return from overseas, the territory has enough capacity to absorb them.

In other words, food and grass are the best preparation before war.

If you have it, you have the ticket!

Just when Soma was looking at this golden harvest land with joy.

Eight o'clock came quietly.

With the jingle of daily newspapers arriving on time every day, the heavy fog that had disappeared for four days reappeared.

It's not clear where they came from, and mist began to fill the places visible to the naked eye.

The uncomfortable 100% humidity also descended on the entire Tianyuan territory.

At the same time, the number zero in his pocket suddenly shook, and a piece of good news came out that shocked people!

"Master, the mission you assigned to Zero is completed."

"Passed?"

"Passed, all verification processes have been completed, and "players" can go online at any time!"

Number Zero popped out of his pocket, fell into Somo's hand, and shook out an Ar projection.

Since the first time we got this set of players to log in to the system that is adapted to the entire system, tests have been conducted more than ten times.

In the beginning, when it only reached 4%, Zero found dozens of bugs on his own and found it difficult to continue.

Later, as Lu Kuan and others made repairs, there were fewer and fewer bugs, and the progress reached 60% with difficulty.

But unfortunately, every bug modification from here onwards will almost completely overturn some of the previous settings.

Based on the most optimistic development progress estimate, it will take at least three months to reach full progress.

Therefore, Sumo invested the last five thousand points of one hundred thousand points into this 'player login system'.

Now it seems.

“It’s money well spent!”

According to the data displayed on the AR panel, the signal transmission and reception delay within 20 kilometers can be stabilized under 150ms.

If you play a normal online battle game, you can really feel the lag that is visible to the naked eye.

But in this stand-alone PVE game, 150ms can already achieve completely non-inductive transmission!

In the case of using connectors to transmit electrical signals twenty kilometers away.

An increase in distance of about five kilometers will increase the delay by about 10-15ms, and short distances are still within the usable range.

Coupled with the several functions included in the first-generation player system, even fighting will not be a big problem.

Thinking of this, Sumo sighed.

Even if I feel sleepy, someone will come to deliver pillows. If Tianyuan Territory can use this 'player login system' in this dispute, it will be a dimensionality reduction blow to all gopher refuges.

Including the Qinggang Shelter.

As long as Zero's transmission is not affected or disturbed, players can achieve the same or even stronger effects as the undead.

"Master, don't you want to try to become the first real player in the territory?"

After providing the data, Zero's thinking ability, which has recovered to more than 80%, is even stronger than before.

Even his brain circuits are not obviously different from those of real humans.

"Me?"

Su Mo smiled dumbly: "The bionic bodies made in the factory have not come off the production line. It's too boring to just try them in the virtual world."

"Master, you forgot that Zero, as an artificial intelligence equipped with a landing system, is naturally the best landing body."

"And now that the power has reached more than 80%, Zero can also use more functions"

"As long as you get on me, you can immediately experience the ultimate control that is no less than other bionic bodies."

"Fuck?"

What a tiger and wolf word.

Looking at the small cube, Su Mo's eyes flashed with a trace of astonishment.

But then, to his surprise, Zero, which had maintained its small cube shape for several months, really began to change.

First, its volume expanded by about 1.5 times.

Then, on both sides of the square, a small pair of mechanical wings stretched out.

And at the bottom, there were wheels the size of a fingertip, which looked quite decent.

"This is Zero's emergency escape mode, it can fly!"

"Master, are you sure you want to give the first time to the bionic body instead of Zero?"

"Damn, this little thing of yours, which bad guy did you eavesdrop on and learn from, and you're still excited, right?"

His fingers tapped on the top of Zero.

Whether it was a serious question or a naughty joke, Su Mo could still tell.

However, looking at the little thing spinning back and forth in his palm, he really had an urge to try it.

"Remember to log in and give me the entire eye-catching achievement, um, 1 player."

"Okay~"

Territory Channel:

End of the World Madman: "Brothers, why is this damn fog back again? Are you playing tricks on me? My factory has only been open for two days, and I'm losing a lot of money!"

Blooming Fortune: "Thank the boss for a month's salary in the front row. It feels so good to have a paid vacation!"

Youyou Fire King: "I'm unlucky. The wood that has just been dried in the warehouse is going to mold again. It's really a bad year."

Mu Si Cake: "Giao, the raw materials prepared by Gao Gao are wasted. Dear old customers, the cakes you ordered will be replenished next time the weather is sunny!"

No one knows better than me: "Everyone, look here. The Hell Bionic Factory is still short of workers. We provide two meals a day for free and a competitive daily salary of up to 35 iron coins to recruit employees. The workload is not large, and there are many benefits. If you want to participate, please come to the A-4 board house to find me to sign up."

Dream Hunter: "Fuck, Brother Dong's factory is still open now. Is this the rhythm of making money? Huh? !”

Kongkong Daoist: “Come here, check where he got the order. We haven’t been open for more than half a month.”

Ramen Juice: “Speaking of this makes me angry. The payment for the last batch of goods from Pingtan Shelter has not been settled yet. Are these guys trying to default on their debt?”

Chen Shen: “Relax, the process with Pingtan has been completed. If they were not afraid that the fact that there is no fog in the territory would be exposed, your payment would have been issued long ago. In addition, they have also accepted the next batch of goods. When the village arrives in two days, I will settle all your debts at once. In addition, I will give you new demand orders in the evening.

Well done, this time there is another giant city shelter near the fifth ring road. ”

Fluttering moth: "Fuck, capture the village chief in the front row!"

Lucky player: "I'm tired of saying the word envy, won't our food be sold out again? This chef apprentice route is really profitable? ? !"

You Gary has no one: "Village chief, look at me, the children also want to eat."

The days trapped by the fog.

The atmosphere of the channel chat usually seems to be a little more lively than usual.

Not only are there a large number of players communicating in each route, but even the main channel is not slow in swiping the screen.

Or discuss some of the exposed information of the indigenous people in the world chat.

Or study and exchange discussions on the growth of a certain route.

Or discuss technical innovations, or appreciate and comment on food.

A stable environment is always the first element of development.

Even foreign trade business has been done outside the territory and officially entered Qinggang City.

At this time, the fog reappeared, and some familiar nicknames began to bubble up and complain.

However, no one would have thought that.

Hundreds of kilometers away, underground in Qinggang City, the complaints there were no less than half a point less than those in Tianyuan Territory.

Pingtan Shelter.

More than two months have passed.

After being invaded by the undead, looking up, the mess inside has not been completely eliminated.

As the strongest shelter in the entire western suburbs, the location of the undead explosion was chosen very accurately.

More than a dozen machine tools used to make weapons were blown to pieces by them, and several important defense facilities were also damaged.

It can be said that compared with the level of the initial competition with the Harbor Shelter, the force of the Pingtan Shelter has now dropped by at least half, especially the logistics production line has been greatly tested, and it is no longer enough to use ammunition to bomb the opponent's defense line as wastefully as before, let alone support the mutants who have become increasingly stupid under the influence of the return disaster.

Most of the residents of the Pingtan Shelter have lingering sorrow on their faces, and they look at the obvious explosion holes from time to time.

At this moment, Liu Lu, standing in front of the warehouse on the B-7 floor, is taking people to count the number of supplies and record them.

One box after another of heavy light yellow flour was transported into it, and the remaining strong wheat aroma made people salivate.

The crystal white rice swayed back and forth in the bag, making a tinkling sound of collision.

The green vegetables were placed at the door and weighed and just registered, and then they were reserved by the managers of the lower floors of the shelter.

In return, they received some completely useless industrial waste and pre-war magazines and books that looked very tattered.

"Master Liu, thank you so much for your gift, it really helped me a lot!"

"God bless you, Master Liu Lu is much wiser than that stupid pig Jin Dafa!"

"The residents of B-7 are lucky to have a master like you."

"Don't worry, I will send someone to deliver the things you need when I get back, the same quantity as last time. This time I will send you a few more industrial waste machines. We are all brothers, so don't be so polite to me."

"What, you also want to collect the base weapon production line that was blown up by the undead, as a souvenir to remind yourself that you must Be careful of the dangers in the wasteland? ? Ah, you know this. Although those things are damaged now, who knows if there is a way to repair them after the foundation comes? Besides, the administrator will not let us trade these things at will. Even if you want to collect them, it is difficult for me to do it. "

"Give me 20% more share in the future? Now you are giving me 500 kilograms of flour. I will consider it. Wait, don't leave, I promise you, anyway, that thing will take up space on my B-13 floor, just give it to you to collect, it can be regarded as waste utilization, right?"

In front of the warehouse, there are many people.

More than 20 Pingtan residents who are either floor heads or deputy floor heads are crowded here, surrounding Liu Lu and negotiating nervously.

As the only "Tianyuan supplier" in the entire shelter, all goods imported from outside can only be exchanged here.

Of course, it is not that no one has thought of replacing it, and secretly sent people to contact Tianyuan Shelter.

But the key is that Liu Lu's price here is simply too brutal.

Who could have imagined that he would be willing to trade for something that was basically worthless?

This was a major blow to the "friendly competitors".

After several layers of managers returned empty-handed, every time Tianyuan's goods were put into storage, this place would instantly turn into a vegetable market.

Everyone was crowded together in a mess, fearing that the share belonging to their layer would be taken away.

Even when the barefoot Liehu in a robe slowly walked in from the back, few people noticed it!