Chapter 200 Seed Selection, Historic Cooperation!

"If I have to travel thousands of miles to pick up my sister, I must first have enough ammunition. Only ammunition can guarantee the safety of the trip!"

"Therefore, the first wave of planting can try to start with cotton, and strive to get enough raw materials to make hundreds of thousands of bullets and explosives!"

Other types of plant seeds on the market are basically being swept up by capital. Even dozens of shelters have spontaneously formed a large alliance in this chaotic market to purchase and resell a certain type of seed.

But only a few kinds of plant seeds are still in a state of no one is interested in them!

Among them, cotton seeds are the most typical one.

In the early stage, when everyone was hungry, planting cotton crops, not to mention the difficulty of planting cotton in sufficient moisture, the economic benefits without transportation conditions and demand are also extremely low!

"No one is buying cotton seeds, so I can get a bargain and plant a lot of cotton. Not only can I make gun cotton, but I can also make clothes."

"When everyone's first set of clothes is almost worn out, maybe I can take it to the trading market and sell it in large quantities."

Su Mo suppressed his thoughts and did not go directly to the trading market to buy, but secretly recorded this in his diary.

Now, it's not the craziest time for the seed market!

"If I had a million points, I could go shopping. Now it's just over 5,000 points, so I have to hold back."

After looking at the market with envy, Su Mo finally resisted the urge to buy directly when he found that a pound of cotton seeds only required 100g of food, and turned to study the planting of other crops.

Before the welfare disaster comes, the differentiation of seed prices will never reach the extreme until the last moment!

If a large number of cotton seeds are purchased, they will definitely be discovered by those who are interested, and these "financial geniuses" will intervene and raise the price crazily.

Instead, it was at the last moment that he started to buy in large quantities. When all the "funds" in the hands of these people were occupied, it was Su Mo's showtime!

In addition, the most crazy seeds on the market are three familiar varieties on Earth.

Potatoes, spring wheat, and early rice.

Among these three, the most prominent spring wheat has reached a sky-high price of one kilogram of seeds for ten kilograms of grain. With the express delivery fee, it is absolutely daunting for ordinary people.

"The price of spring wheat is too high. It is no longer possible to plant in large quantities. At this moment, I want to plant in large quantities and harvest plants."

"The only way that belongs to me is the last one!"

Such a market was unexpected even for Su Mo.

The more people on Earth survive, the more difficult it is to predict the market with manpower.

He continued to look at the prices of all the plants on the side, and after making sure that the prices were familiar to him, he thought about it and the game panel automatically closed.

In the diary, Su Mo began to prepare the seed reserves in the current base:

The first time he recovered the deep sea shelter, the game lottery drew the "strong disaster resistance" version of wheat seeds, a total of 25kg.

The second time I opened a large number of boxes, I opened dozens of copper treasure chests and got high-yield and low-disaster-resistant dry rice seeds, totaling 50kg.

Three new varieties, new world rewards, a total of 5,000 high-nutrition Chinese No. 1 tomato seeds, 500g of plump and juicy cabbage seeds, and 15kg of high-yield garlic seeds.

These seeds are all the current reserves of the shelter. They are more than enough to plant five acres of black soil, but they are a bit stretched to cooperate with the Candlelight Shelter in the west.

However, it is not that there is no way to open up the situation, but there are risks involved!

"As long as I can grow excellent crops with the title at the first moment of the disaster, after the harvest, I can use the first day to repeatedly nest dolls, and maybe I can get a lot of excellent seeds to expand the production on the second and third days."

"But this situation is still too risky!"

"The best situation is to get the "time currency" mentioned by Zhong Qingshu in advance, so that I can try to cultivate it before the disaster comes."

It takes 100% effort to grow excellent crops. Su Mo doesn't know what the consequences are, but it is definitely not a simple thing to devote yourself to this simple mechanical labor.

As for upgrading, I tried to scan it with the system and found that the seeds were just like the ordinary props before. After not being able to recognize them at all, Su Mo had to give up this path.

"Don't be impatient. After preparing enough bullets tonight, I will drive the excavator to the Candlelight Shelter in the west to negotiate face to face tomorrow!"

"One rise and one loss, I hope they can understand this truth!"

Calming down, watching the increasing amount of gunpowder at hand, he moved the stool aside, turned on the machine tool, and put in the materials.

Sufficient power, high-quality materials, and a complete assembly line

The bullets were neatly engraved with Su Mo's unique mark, and were neatly collected in the collection box that was obediently ejected into the ground.

Seeing more and more 62s being manufactured, Su Mo lay down on the chair in front of the workbench and closed his eyes.

The sound of bullets entering the box was not neat, and could even be said to be noisy.

But it was this sound full of "power" and "strength" that was much more reassuring than silence in the apocalyptic wasteland.

The moon sets and the sun rises.

When the morning sun first appeared on the horizon, Su Mo slowly woke up from the wasteland biological clock that had been running for many days.

From lying on the chair to lying on the table, this sleep naturally made Su Mo's back and waist ache, but his heart was extremely comfortable.

Two large baskets, a full 6,000 yellow-orange bullets were placed in front of him.

In the nose, there was still a metallic smell!

After greedily inhaling a mouthful, he waved his hand, and the lion man's wind automatically came, taking away all the smell and dust, and the third underground floor became extremely clean again.

He took out the psionic water and drank it, and with a stretch of his waist, Su Mo stood up and walked to the second floor.

Since inheriting the godhood of the dog god, although Oreo's IQ has not changed, he has become more and more humane.

When he found that Su Mo was sleeping, he didn't come to disturb him, and even played on the second floor with noisy sparks like a parent.

After routinely checking that there was no danger within a kilometer of the shelter, Su Mo opened the doors of the shelter one by one and returned to the ground.

The sky was clear and the breeze was refreshing.

The morning sun brought a touch of warmth to people, the blue sky and white clouds blended together, and the previous cold seemed to gradually retreat.

Apart from the white snow, it was hard to imagine that there was a blizzard that could destroy half of the human race two days ago.

The dirt path leading to the black land was slightly moistened by the ice and snow.

"Good, very good, such moist land is just enough for sowing, and every plant can get enough water and nutrients!"

Lowering his body, Su Mo turned over some of the surface of the soil with his hands, and found that some plants that had not completely died in the cold winter had sprouted again, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

After being moistened by the snow, the barren depression, which was previously cracked everywhere, began to heal, and it was no longer difficult to see the desolate appearance.

Except for the fact that there are more sand and rocks, it is not much worse than the fertile plain in the west.

He walked along the dirt road, stopping and starting, until he reached the end.

After looking around the five-acre area and the pleasant black soil, Su Mo returned along the way he came, and returned to the shelter just in time for eight o'clock.

[January 26, Doomsday]

[You have cleared a dirt road in front of the shelter that leads directly to land resources, and the transportation construction is more developed (survival points +30)]

[Lying on the chair, you have a good sleep, and the overdrawn mental fatigue is completely recovered (survival points +10)]

[You have discovered a secret, but not completely discovered it. The lost satellite base is waiting for your exploration (survival points +20)]

[You have cultivated three new varieties and received a considerable amount of rewards. You are very happy (survival points +200)]

[You have successfully obtained the highest honor of opening the world's first ranking. In the singing of all wasteland humans, your reputation is far-reaching (survival points +1000)]

[You have successfully advanced to a high-level gardener. On the road of gardening, the road is getting wider and wider (survival points +500)]

[Scanning the host's living environment, survival point evaluation in progress, 341 survival points were obtained today. 】

Final settlement: survival points +2101

Remaining survival points: 17976

As a standard "squirrel party", Su Mo felt a burst of joy from the bottom of his heart when he saw that his survival points were approaching 18,000 points!

According to the system's specified standards, 100,000 points should be enough to open the fourth function.

At present, there is no rigid demand for the shelter, so Su Mo simply saves it. When he needs to use the survival points to expand his combat power or productivity, he will invest in it all at once to strive for greater benefits.

"Before the welfare disaster, my survival points should be able to break through to about 20,000. I can finally get rid of the most difficult days in the early stage!"

From being in danger from day to day, one survival point needs to be deducted into two points to now having nearly 20,000 survival points.

Whether in terms of mentality, mental state or even physical state, Su Mo has achieved full growth!

From an ordinary company on Earth, a white-collar worker with a monthly salary of only 30,000 to 40,000, to an idol worshipped by billions of people in the wasteland.

During this transformation, Su Mo handed in a satisfactory answer!

"It's time to contact the Candlelight Shelter in the west. Before the next disaster comes, my stand-alone game will finally start to connect to the regional network!"

After swallowing the last bite of the pancake and filling the seams with psionic water, Su Mo focused his mind and the game panel quietly emerged.

The friend panel with hundreds of people expanded automatically. In the list, he found Zhong Qingshu's avatar. Su Mo smiled calmly and dialed the first friendly meeting call that can be recorded in the history of the wasteland!