Chapter 700 Rapidly Approaching, the Upcoming Summer Harvest Disaster!

"The naming was successful, and the daily-type blueprints have been successfully recorded in the collection library. The host can spend 100 survival points to purchase them again after losing the blueprints."

A cold female voice announced in a flash.

After the light blue prompt window popped up, the upgrade of the battle armor blueprints was finally officially over.

For this new drawing that looked the same as before, but in fact had been greatly changed internally, Sumo only glanced at the attributes, and then hurriedly turned his attention to the drawing itself.

If we follow the requirements of the daily type in the drawings, the lowest material grade would have to start at level six.

The highest alloy level even reached the terrifying level thirteen.

These are requirements that are simply not available now and may not be realized in the future.

Therefore, in order to create this armor as soon as possible, Sumo could only familiarize himself with the manufacturing method first. He could only understand the cause, but not the reason.

Wait until you find a suitable substitute and create an "ultimate Beggars Edition" Zhuriyi Type.

Let’s understand the new ideas contained in this drawing.

Calm down, time always flies by.

While Su Mo was still studying the drawings carefully, on the other side, Zhang Min, who had been warned by the inspection team, was like an ant on a hot pot, and his mentality was fried!

So far, the four-day heavy rain has completely disrupted her previous plans.

After the inspector team entered, if she wanted to continue with her previous plan, she would have to pay more price.

At least the inspectors had to divert their attention for a moment before there was any possibility.

Otherwise, under the eagle eyes of these people, I am afraid that as soon as her front feet released a little flame, her back feet would be directly trampled by the ruthless big feet.

"Dad, I'm going to Fishman City. If we don't find some support, I'm afraid we will really have to pay a huge amount of liquidated damages!"

Zhang Min looked solemn when he found Mr. Zhang Da who was still recovering from his injuries in the back hall.

The reason why the Zhang family was able to rise so quickly was because they had inadvertently helped the second son of the mayor of Fishman City who was traveling around that time.

Relying on this kind of incense, even many managers in Tianyuan City will give him some face intentionally or unintentionally.

But now, at the moment of life and death, Zhang Min doesn't care so much anymore.

"Go, if nothing can be done, don't come back!"

The fake show is really done, and the evil wind enters the body.

Coupled with worries about the future, half of Mr. Zhang Da's body is now paralyzed.

But looking at his daughter's determined face, he still twitched the corner of his mouth as much as possible and gave his opinion extremely weakly.

With permission from my father.

During lunch time, Zhang Min directly summoned everyone to announce that she had received news about a new type of material and needed to go to Fishman City for a personal inspection.

Although he didn't say how many days he would be back, looking at this situation, it would take at least three days to start.

At the same time, the store manager was also transferred again, temporarily falling on the still young Zhang Bowen.

"Teacher, can I come in?"

"It's okay, the door is unlocked, just open it and come in!"

Standing in front of Studio Six.

Hearing the familiar powerful voice coming from the room, Zhang Bowen, who had become the acting shopkeeper, showed no signs of posture at all.

He first hung his beige umbrella neatly next to Somo's big black umbrella, and then happily patted the drizzle on his body until there was no trace left, then opened the door and entered.

Su Mo likes to be clean and neat, and hates being sloppy and dirty. This is the first rule that Zhang Bowen has taken to heart after being exposed to it for four days.

Compared with the other six people, Sumo's workspace is neat every day.

Not only will he clean it carefully when he comes in the morning, but he will also wipe all the instruments spotlessly clean when he gets off work.

Even the placement of each instrument will not appear in another place the next day due to convenience or other reasons.

At first, Zhang Bowen was not used to the chaos of the wasteland.

But after four days, I experienced what I wanted, as long as I looked for it according to the location, I could definitely find it.

If you don't know anything, just follow the number of pages marked and you will definitely find the answer.

He was convinced.

Completely convinced.

He was so thorough that when he went out this morning, he even cleaned his bedroom and checked it several times before going out.

"What you are going to do today is the kinetic energy transfer part. There are a total of three modules that you need to complete."

"I briefly explained the principles of the first two modules to you yesterday. With the help of the drawings, I believe you can make them without much effort."

"And the third one is the homework I assigned you. I need you to find the solution yourself and complete it."

Stepping in, before Zhang Bowen could fully adapt to the bright light in the workroom, Sumo's voice came again.

For some reason, he looked at Somo who was sitting at the table and concentrating on painting.

Zhang Bowen suddenly had an illusion and couldn't help but speak in surprise.

"Teacher, you seem to be very happy today?"

"Huh? Is there any?"

Raising his head and looking at the young boy standing in front of the door, Sumo subconsciously touched his face.

The next second, after touching the slightly raised corners of his mouth.

Sumo laughed slowly.

"Maybe it's because the weather is about to clear up?"

"Ah? Is the rain going to clear up?"

Looking back at the still rainy sky, Zhang Bowen touched the back of his head, and for a moment he couldn't figure out where Sumo could see the trend of sunny weather.

But seeing that Su Mo didn't want to say anything anymore, he wasn't annoyed. He just walked forward laughing and rummaged through his bag.

"Teacher, this is the longan cherry my mother asked me to bring you!"

"Here's the little part you asked for yesterday"

The leather bag is not big and can barely hold some small things.

Zhang Bowen first took out a box of bright red cherries that sold for three hundred trading points and put it down. Then he fumbled for a while and took out two parts that fit extremely well.

"Bowen, you kid is really serious!"

Without looking at the cherry, I realized that this part was actually the thing I accidentally picked up yesterday.

Sumo happily picked it up and looked at it for a while.

This thing looks low-tech, but the alloy used to make it is a real eighth-grade alloy.

On the outside, the price of this small part perfectly matches its rarity, reaching a terrifying three thousand points.

"No, no, these things the teacher taught me, let alone such a small part, are ten or twenty."

"As long as blog can be done, I will never refuse."

Zhang Bowen said a few words in a polite manner, until Zhang Bowen felt a little numb, then he smiled and hurriedly walked to his work desk.

What is the most important thing in the wasteland?

In addition to the force used to save one's life, the rest is naturally enough knowledge to improve one's class.

After several years of development and a long preparation period for consultations, Tianyuan Territory briefly launched a period of school education in the fifth year of the last calendar year.

At that time, children under the age of fifteen could pay a nominal fee to study there.

However, the uncertainty of the wasteland and the oppression of disaster.

Just from the beginning, this kind of public welfare education was destined to be difficult to last.

From mid-June of the fifth year of the last calendar year to the end of February of the sixth year of the last calendar year, in just over half a year, the school declared closure due to various reasons.

The reasons are mainly two points.

First, the wasteland is not suitable for enlightenment-style education, let alone exam-oriented education. Those learning methods and knowledge from the civilized era are almost useless for survival in the apocalypse.

Second, the lack of labor in the territory has led to every parent not wanting their children to go to school, which is a waste of time.

Therefore, even if the Zhang family no longer lacked for survival, Zhang Bowen could no longer go to school to study. He had no choice but to return home and follow Zhang Da in business for more than half a year.

period.

After discovering that Zhang Bowen was not a business prospect, but had some talent in scientific research, he was afraid of wasting the only male in his family.

Zhang Da had no choice but to hire some temporary teachers from everywhere with high salaries. According to different categories, they began to give "small lessons" to Zhang Bowen.

Although the entire Zhang family has not said anything about his future, even Zhang Bowen himself knows it.

He can only go to the Territory Academy of Sciences!

This is the only choice!

Thinking about the past, Zhang Bowen opened his stool, put down his backpack, and raised his hand to turn on the lamp.

really.

Compared with yesterday, there are two more pages of drawings on the desktop today. What is recorded on them are the three tasks assigned by Sumo today.

Among them, Zhang Bowen previewed the first two items yesterday, and he didn't worry about them at first glance.

But when it comes to the third type, looking at the shape, it turns out to be a complex device that is somewhat similar to a power machine.

He raised his head in shock, as if he wanted to say something.

But in the end, these words could only be swallowed back into his stomach and turned into admiration from head to toe.

"The teacher's erudition, even if all the small class teachers combined, may not be enough to protect against the unexpected!"

"My sister has really good eyesight. The teacher's disguise was so good at that time, she could also tell that he was extraordinary."

In the past few days, I have become more and more aware of Somo's power.

More than once, he tried to use complex questions left over from previous studies to make things difficult for Somo.

However, the results were surprisingly consistent.

Just like the drawing in front of him, the more he comes into contact with it, the more Zhang Bowen can feel how deep and wide the "ocean" in front of him is!

At some point, he even had the illusion that even most of the researchers in the Academy of Sciences were not as powerful as Sumo.

On the other hand, it is about whether the Zhang family can survive the current disaster.

Zhang Bowen was not as anxious as Zhang Min.

After four days of making, I realized that the thing I made was a stone tool that was no less powerful than the Qiankun Food Line.

He suppressed his excitement every day and forcibly resisted the urge to tell his family about this.

I just saved up my energy and planned to wait until the tool was finished, and then give everyone a surprise at the so-called "warm-up meeting" of Qiankun Food Store.

By the way, he achieved his boyish dream of becoming a blockbuster!

in this way.

Sumo was eager to make his own Sun-type armor, and be wary of enemies that Feng Long would send people to protect.

Zhang Bowen is eager to make standard energy stone tools to fulfill his pretentious dream and save the Zhang family from danger.

Both of them were filled with energy, and time naturally passed faster.

In a blink of an eye, the visiting members of the inspection team outside came over and summoned the shopkeeper of Liangfang to come.

Only then did the two of them realize that the time was already early eight o'clock in the evening.

"Teacher, can you accompany me?"

Looking at the three men in black uniforms waiting not far away, Zhang Bowen hid by the window and took a look, but finally showed his timidity.

When leaving in the morning, Zhang Min had already told him several times what to pay attention to.

But this kind of thing, when facing the pressure of the inspection team, how could Zhang Bowen, a child who had just reached adulthood, withstand it.

"Okay, I'll go with you"

Su Mo had long been curious about the organization he founded, which had grown to its current scale.

Now that he had the opportunity, he would naturally not refuse.

This time, with someone to give him courage, Zhang Bowen was no longer timid, and hurriedly smiled and opened the door and walked out.

"Who are you?"

"I am the current acting shopkeeper of Zizailiangfang. My sister went to Yuren City for something. It will probably take two or three days for her to come back. I can make the decision and connect with you."

"Who is he?"

"He is my teacher, and he is also a registered electrician in the free market, and he is qualified to participate in the operation of our store."

Having made preparations long ago, Zhang Bowen's answer was naturally flawless.

Looking at the big and small, the three inspectors nodded, and the five of them came to the inner hall where they talked with Zhang Min in the morning and sat down.

"Ahem, I came here tonight because the higher-ups conveyed new meanings."

"First of all, the most important summer harvest. According to the higher-ups' request, our summer harvest this time should start early from June 15th or 16th, and no later than June 25th."

"Ten days is the maximum limit given by the higher-ups. After this time, any other consequences will be entirely your responsibility."

The leading black-clad man took out a note without question and began to read it.

Listening to the agreements that were almost like overlord clauses, Zhang Bowen looked ugly and almost couldn't help but question it.

In previous years, the summer harvest started on June 20th and lasted until around July 20th.

In between, the time span was as long as one month.

But this year, the time suddenly became two-thirds shorter, and it was during the most difficult time for Zizailiangfang.

It's hard not to think of some other factors.

It seems that he saw the change in Zhang Bowen's mood, and the man in black was not unreasonable.

"I know what you want to say, but this is the rule from above, you know, we can only pass it on"

"And the ten days will also be a burden on Qiankun Grain Store, it's not that we deliberately target your family"

"Sorry, can I ask why you are so nervous?"

A faint voice interrupted the black-clothed man's explanation.

Turning his head to see, it was Su Mo who asked the question.

But unfortunately, facing his question, the three men in black uniforms looked at each other, and in the end no one answered the question.

"Sorry, we don't know this either, we just conveyed the order"

After saying something against his will, the leading black-clothed man seemed quite uncomfortable.

But in Su Mo's eyes, the meaning of this rejection was no less than telling him.

The truth of the matter!

"Hello, is Prince Yu Chenghui free now? We are old friends visiting from Sangtian Town, Hope City. This is a token that Prince Chenghui once gave us."

Half a day, with the convenience of the train, is enough for Zhang Min to trek from Hope City to Yuren City, the easternmost part of the territory.

Looking at the two tall guards Yuren holding iron forks emitting cold light in front of him, who are more than two meters and two meters tall.

Standing in front of an exotic castle, Zhang Min nervously took out a patterned horn from his arms and handed it over respectfully.

"I'm sorry, the second prince went out to play in other territories three days ago and is not at home now."

"If you want to find it, please come in two days."

After checking the authenticity of the horn, one of them lowered his head and made a rumbling voice.

"Ah? Did Prince Chenghui say when he would be back?"

"It's hard to say. It depends on the mood of the second prince. If it's fast, he may come back tomorrow. If it's slow, it will take at least a week." The fish man replied in a muffled voice.

"Okay, thank you!"

After taking the token horn, she stood in the rain and looked at the castle for a long time, until she was sure that the so-called "Second Prince" would not appear.

Zhang Min left the castle with a look back every few steps, and went to the hotel in the city where she had already paid the rent.

Compared with other workaholics in Yuren City, the second prince Yu Chenghui has a very strange personality. He likes to travel and experience various different customs and customs.

Long before coming, Zhang Min had prepared herself mentally for waiting for three or five days.

But walking in the rain, listening to the crackling sound of raindrops on the umbrella, and recalling the warnings of the inspection team in the morning.

For some reason, she suddenly felt a sense of desolation like a fishbone stuck in her throat, which could not dissipate for a long time.

At this moment.

She suddenly regretted why she had been instigating her father Zhang Da to maliciously compete with other grain stores and roll up her sleeves in the past two years.

She regretted even more that because of her ambition and repeated tyrannical development, the foundation of the Zhang family had already been rotten.

But there is no way to regret in this wasteland.

Looking at the direction of Hope City from afar, Zhang Min could only hold back the tears in her eyes and quicken her pace.

"I can't fall. The Zhang family depends on me now. If I die, everyone in the Zhang family will be buried with me!"

"I..."

"Have to hold on!"