Chapter 233 Preparation, the Last Busy Day (Asking for Monthly Tickets)

The diesel shortage problem has been solved. After recording it in the material requirements, Su Mo turned back to the third floor. Google search reading

The harvester problem has been solved, and the remaining two design drawings on the table are much simpler.

Not to mention the flour mill, even the rotary tiller is just a tractor with a rotary tiller shaft added, which is not technically difficult at all.

And because the drawing he got was an inclined rotary tiller shaft, without too much consideration and system help, relying only on the workbench, Su Mo also finished the entire rotary tiller shell by hand before two o'clock in the morning.

"The workbench is easy to use, but it is difficult to make large things. After the disaster is over, I must make the cutting machine quickly so that it will be convenient."

After the main body was completed, the blade head of the rotary tiller shaft used for farming could only rely on the system to slowly glue small parts together and finally form a large piece.

Fortunately, the copper and iron purchased last time were very abundant, and there was no bottleneck in terms of materials.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Moore was asked to carry things upstairs.

When the iron blocks at hand were all gone, the last part of the rotary tiller was finally manufactured.

Next, just wait until tomorrow, and exchange some items that can reduce the consumption of survival points in the trading secret realm, and the rotary tiller can be freshly baked and become an important part of the automated farm.

"Master Su Mo, Moore is so sleepy, Moore wants to sleep!"

After sowing the remaining three acres of land, negotiating a deal, and rushing to make a rotary tiller and a harvester overnight, such work efficiency is absolutely exaggerated and terrifying even in modern times.

Moore, who had been busy all day, had reached the deadline at this time. After following Su Mo to the second floor, he muttered a few words and lay down on the ground and fell asleep.

Looking at the bear warrior in this state, Su Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After sticking the mountain and sea scroll card on Moore, he strolled back to his small bed.

Looking at the tasks set in the morning in the diary, Su Mo hammered his back swing and felt quite emotional.

"Although farming is not as dangerous as fighting, it is also a job that trains people."

"I believe that after this wave, when we return to Earth, all the humans in the wasteland will become good farmers."

With all kinds of thoughts rising in his mind, he just lay on the bed and didn't have time to read the information on the world channel.

A wave of fatigue has already rushed into Su Mo's mind.

Resisting the double fatigue of the brain and body, Su Mo immediately felt sleepy after finding the mountain and sea scroll cards and pasting them, and drinking a small half cup of psionic water at the bedside. He fell into a deep sleep within a few minutes.

This kind of mental consumption is more torturous than physical fatigue.

But at the same time, after recovery, the body's tolerance will be much higher the next time it encounters the same thing.

In sleep, the cells in the brain quickly reorganize and join the new "battle" group to ensure that the body will not be abnormal the next day.

The hazy starlight of the mountain and sea scroll and the blue light spots of the psionic water are also constantly floating in the body, producing various energies needed by the human body.

That night, Su Mo slept very deeply, and even his breathing became heavier, rippling back and forth in the empty third floor of the underground shelter.

The faint white moonlight sprinkled down from the window on the second floor, illuminating the four children sleeping soundly on the second floor.

Following the window to the top of the shelter, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the vast wasteland was filled with a different kind of beauty.

This is a place of despair.

This is also a place where new life is born.

Countless seeds have begun to be sown one after another in the cultivated land on this day, just waiting for the disaster to come and grow vigorously.

And the owners of these seeds are destined to have a sleepless night tonight!

Carrying the expectation of tomorrow, even if they are tired all day, these refugees lie in bed and find that they are actually insomniac!

Tired all day, still insomnia?

It sounds incredible, but with the excitement and expectations for the future, everyone's body is protesting, but their spirit is extremely excited, and all kinds of things that they never thought about in their daily lives are flying out of their minds one after another.

After a month of hunger, if you are hungry again after eating the food you planned every day, you can only collect tree bark and grass roots to fill your stomach.

Used to the days of never lacking food as long as you have money, suddenly coming to such an environment, anyone will have an extremely uncomfortable adaptation period.

However, these situations will be different tomorrow.

As long as the welfare disaster comes, no matter what crops they are, as long as they can be eaten.

Take good care of them for a day or two, and you can harvest a batch immediately to alleviate the current urgent needs.

By then, the survival crisis that oppresses everyone's head will be greatly alleviated, and the hunger that makes people crazy can be quickly satisfied.

"Grilled vegetables, fried vegetables, boiled vegetables"

"Unleavened bread, big white steamed buns, noodles"

"Steamed buns, root soup, long wild vegetables"

Each different shelter grows different crops, and the items that appear in their minds are completely different.

Swallowing the saliva that quickly secretes in the throat and feeling the pain in the stomach, most people are still in a state of resting their eyes until the sun comes out.

However, these fatigues cannot defeat humans who have survived in the wasteland for a month.

When the time comes, everyone spontaneously eats a shabby breakfast and rushes to their own fields to continue farming.

Of course, Sumo, who was lying in the shelter and had fallen asleep, didn't know this.

In the dream of relieving mental stress, there are thousands of acres of fertile farmland near the underground shelter, and there are several creeks similar to those in the Hope Refuge that slowly pass through it, just like a fairyland on earth.

Fatty swimming fish passed through the river, and from time to time they were caught by Moore lying beside the stream, making a struggling and flopping sound.

Oreo was still lying on a high slope where he could get the sun with his big and small sparks, lying lazily and looking at the harvest scene below.

On the ground beside the river, countless sweet fruits are everywhere. The various fruits on the treetops even bend the branches and hang low.

Picking a fruit at random, the taste can pass through the mouth, making people feel extremely satisfied and happy.

Ding ding ding

As the big clock hanging on the wall of the gym reached the set time every day, it began to make a shrill sound.

In his sleep, Somo was also awakened by this sound, and his consciousness gradually returned to his body.

"What a satisfying dream!"

With a sigh, when Somo opened his eyes, he happened to catch up with the biological clock that had been maintained in the wasteland for a long time.

"After six hours of sleep, I have completely recovered my energy. It seems that the brain can indeed be exercised!"

After touching the back of his head, which was a little cold, to confirm that he had not lost any hair, he drank a large gulp of psionic water, got up and walked to the living room.

Different from the fresh smell of the Hope Shelter, the slightly dull air in the underground shelter is more real.

After taking a couple of greedy breaths, holding the gun in his hand, and doing a set of warm-up movements as shown in the Su family's gun, Sumo came to the second floor.

Animals generally like places with light sources and wind.

Therefore, except for Sumo on the third underground floor, the four children were all lying on the second floor.

Seeing Somo coming over, Oreo woke up alertly, jumped up affectionately, and circled around Somo's trousers.

Moore, who had slept to death yesterday, still had no intention of waking up. He collapsed on the ground, his stomach sank, and he was still in a deep sleep.

After walking around and confirming that there was nothing unusual near the underground shelter, Sumo rubbed his hands, walked back to the workbench, and began to carefully study the last day's tasks before the disaster struck.

"Seed harvesting is the most important task today. It is not only used in the trading secret realm, but also in the candlelight shelter. It must be sown before the early morning, so as not to waste any sowing time."

"As for the harvester and rotary cultivator, there is no rush for this. We will arrange for people from the Candlelight Shelter to come over and drive them away. As long as they can be used before the second crop of sowing tomorrow."

Wheat harvested with a harvester, which has lost its outermost layer of pulp, belongs to the category of fruit and has a low survival rate for secondary planting.

Only by harvesting manually and carefully protecting the outer skin can the seeds be preserved intact for second planting.

Therefore, whether it is the first harvest in the Black Land or the first harvest in the Candlelight Sanctuary, manpower is required to harvest carefully.

Of course, after the first batch of seeds are collected, you can then use the most advanced modern tools without any scruples.

As for the seeds of the other three plants in the black soil, cabbage and carrots, they need to wait until they bloom and bear seeds and fruits before they can be harvested.

As for soybeans, they are the simplest of these. You only need to wait until the fruits are fully grown, harvest them, and then sow them.

"Five acres of land, if I have to collect so much by myself, I will definitely not be able to finish it, so what about this task?"

"Leave it to Moore!"

Quickly filling in the name of Moore, who was still sleeping soundly, in the harvest column, Sumo also quickly made arrangements for other things to come.

There are still four hours until market trading arrives.

There are still ten hours left before the airdrop.

Including the time for ripening and harvesting, the last day before the disaster is equally urgent, and not a single second can be delayed.

When he came to the supply warehouse, he took out all the remaining flour and two cabbages. According to his usual workday routine, Somo made a large pot of noodle soup that could last for a day.

The aroma of Nether Energy cabbage spreads everywhere. When the greedy Moore follows the aroma to the kitchen, a new day officially begins!

Due to time constraints, after breakfast, there seemed to be a hint of anxiety in the air.

Taking the four little ones all the way to the black land, Sumo's anxiety eased a little when he looked at the flat land below.

"It's finally time for this land to burst into harvest!"

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