Chapter 201: 70:30! The Last Lion Man!

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The video phone that comes with the game is very realistic. The closer the distance, the better the signal, and there is less noise before the call. Google search reading

There was no loud or sharp sound in the ultra-close call with Zhong Qingshu. Before the fourth beep sounded, Zhong Qingshu's pretty face appeared in the video on the side of the game panel.

"Hey, you are working in the fields so early, you are diligent and diligent!"

Looking at the scene behind Zhong Qingshu, Su Mo raised his eyebrows, pretending to be surprised.

On the vast snowy plains, everyone should be out of the Candlelight Shelter in the west. It was early eight o'clock in the wasteland, and everyone was lying in the fields working in full swing.

Clearing the snow, digging holes, except for a few people who were on guard, everyone else had a shovel in their hands, their eyes full of enthusiasm and enthusiasm.

hope!

"That's not true. If you plant more varieties now, you will be able to live more comfortably in the future. Everyone is working hard for their future and starts working at five o'clock in the morning!"

After putting down the shovel, lifting her sleeves, and wiping the sweat from her forehead, Zhong Qingshu replied slowly.

Elegant and timeless.

Even when holding a shovel in the field, Zhong Qingshu's unique temperament is clearly revealed, making her stand out among the crowd.

But looking at the hard-working refugees behind him, who were extremely busy but extremely inefficient, Sumo had no intention of continuing to joke and went straight to the point:

"Can you do anything in the shelter? Do you want to cooperate? I have an excavator, which can save you a lot of effort. I can also provide high-quality seeds and the most critical planting technology!"

"When the food crops are harvested, we will divide them according to proportion. There will definitely be a lot more than you have now."

If you don't make a sound, it will be a blockbuster!

Sumo's words were like thunder on the ground, exploding in Zhong Qingshu's head again.

While Somo was sleeping yesterday, the first round of land clearing and preparation for preliminary planting had already started in the candlelight shelter.

But the idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

The fantasy scene of easily clearing the snow did not appear. From day to night, hundreds of people failed to clear the five acres of land.

First, most people have never done such heavy work at all, and their hands will be blistered after just two or three strokes.

Second, the accumulated snow layer was too thick. Everyone did not have enough to eat or wear warm clothes every day. Their strength was weak and their physical strength was empty. If Chen Shen had not brought back some food, I am afraid that some people would have fainted from exhaustion yesterday.

Under such efficiency, even a few old men who have farmed in the shelter are very helpless.

There are no cattle to plow the fields, and there is no mechanical power such as tractors. In front of the land and time, manpower is too insignificant.

This is one of the main reasons why most people still starved to death before modern times.

If he didn't finish the work, he had to get up early the next day and continue working. Even Zhong Qingshu, who was responsible for guarding and guarding, had no choice but to leave on his own and join the group farming.

At this time, Zhong Qingshu suddenly heard that there was an excavator in Somo, and she was shocked that could not be concealed!

"Excavator??? No, are you kidding?"

Facts speak louder than words. When Somo stretched out his long legs and stepped outside the garage door, letting the strong "King Kong" come into view, he was instantly moved.

With Zhong Qingshu’s help, the West Side Shelter exploded!

"Holy shit, Brother Su has an excavator? Damn it, how did you get this thing? How the hell is this reasonable?"

"It can't be that Su Shen has a plug-in to brush resources. This is too perverted. When will my modifier be available?"

"Brother Su, please rent an excavator. The food that will be produced by then will be divided between you and me!"

"Cooperation! Cooperation! Brother Su, everything depends on you!"

Except for a few people who had gone through life and death with Somo in front of the Kobold Castle before, they dared to joke.

The other refugees had excitement in their eyes, but they could only whisper and secretly look at the camera from time to time.

Including the four prison guards, looking at Sumo's confident face in the video and the huge excavator behind him, they were extremely shocked.

Seeing that the effect was achieved, Su Mo nodded calmly. Zhong Qingshu opposite also understood Su Mo's thoughts very well and turned off the Internet directly.

"How about it? Can you cooperate? If so, I will bring the excavator over later."

"My machines are responsible for digging the farmland, and I pay for the fuel. I can also provide the seeds for the farmland and the technology for corresponding crops."

"The income at that time will be 50-50 for the previous brothers and 70-30 for the others."

Calming words, not calming effects.

Listening to Somo's words, even Zhong Qingshu, who boasted of her strong concentration, was stunned by Somo's arrogance.

With the price of seeds on the market and the benefits brought by the excavator, even if Sumo said 91 points, the people in the Candlelight Shelter would cheer wildly.

But now, after hearing Su Mo's seventy-three points, Zhong Qingshu directly agreed without thinking.

"Okay! I will bring someone to pick you up later, and we will finalize the details of our cooperation today!"

After exchanging a few words of greetings and watching the phone hang up, Sumo felt refreshed and couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, so he laughed.

Of course it's okay to divide it into 90%.

To be generous, setting an 82-80 split would be the greatest favor to these refugees.

But the reason why Somo set the seven-thirds ratio was to consider sustainable development.

"All refugees must want to grow edible food. They will definitely not be happy to grow cotton, but now that they have 70% of it"

"I'm afraid everyone will work hard for me!"

"These days, this wasteland, this end of the world, is simply a paradise for capitalists, no"

"It's a paradise for the strong!"

Without the constraints of big rules, fists are rules, guns and shells are truth, and honor and status are ID cards.

Seeing the excitement hidden in the eyes of all refugees, Su Mo has more confidence in the next first alliance.

"So, what I have to do now is to send the excavator over and see if anyone can drive it. If not, find a smart person to teach it."

After sorting out what to do at this stage, Su Mo returned to the shelter and began to take supplies.

Don't have the intention to harm others, but be on guard against others.

Put on a complete combat uniform, select 1,000 rounds of 62 and 500 rounds of 56 bullets to carry with the gun.

These weapons are not only the best power for self-protection in the end of the world, but also the best weapon to deter other people with ulterior motives.

In terms of diesel reserves, King Kong's current fuel tank size is 400L. After filling the tank, Su Mo picked up the previous oil barrel and took out 200L of diesel to carry with him as a power supplement.

In terms of tools, Su Mo picked up more than ten previously made but defective shovels and put them into the storage space as rewards for refugees with outstanding performance.

Until the last time he went out, Su Mo picked two red and green tomatoes with heartache and put them into the storage space.

Everything was ready, put on dark silver armor and combat boots.

After checking all weapons again and again, with Oreo holding his head high, Su Mo once again set foot on the long road of the wasteland.

With the bonus of special abilities, King Kong's speed of 40km/h is not slow, especially with its huge body, it seems even more agile.

He looked at the underground shelter that was gradually disappearing in the rearview mirror.

Looking at the vast expanse of white in front of him, he took off his mask, carried Oreo who was lying comfortably in the bucket, and drove away with him and his dog.

After passing the deep sea, the saltpeter camp, and until he passed the ruined dog-headed castle again, Su Mo saw his old acquaintance from afar--

Lion Man Army!

Compared with the majestic lion men before, there are less than 40 lion men left in the current lion men army.

Sitting in the cockpit, opening the glass, taking out the M-1 rifle, Su Mo began to shoot accurately, harvesting the lives of these remaining lion men.

Bang!

Bang bang!

The extremely rhythmic gunshots continued to be transmitted on the wasteland. After the special training in the training ground in the system, Su Mo's shooting skills have become more and more terrifying.

Within a hundred meters, it is not said that you can shoot wherever you point, but you will never miss the target.

In just ten seconds, more than a dozen lion men who were still in a daze fell down.

Watching from afar, Su Mo was still spewing death signals in the cockpit.

The leading female lion seemed to recognize Su Mo's identity, and was immediately frightened and screamed. The other lions also retreated frantically with fear on their faces.

During the retreat, the female lion's staff continuously tapped the air, and one after another small cyclones appeared under the feet of the remaining lions.

"Hahaha, it's really a matter of time. I guess these lions are also scared to death after seeing the fate of the dog-headed man."

The lions ran away very quickly. As a natural advantage of creatures, driving King Kong would definitely not be able to chase them.

Unlike the past, the lions would pull to a safe distance to observe the enemy.

This time, all the lions fled all the way to the horizon lens, and the speed still did not slow down, as if there was a flood and beast chasing behind!

"It's fun!"

Watching all the lions escape, Su Mo happily drove King Kong to the place where he had just slaughtered, picked up the four wooden treasure chests on the ground, and was satisfied.

With the underground shelter as the center, all the organized alien races within a 200-kilometer radius have been cleared.

The remaining ones are all pitiful small tribes such as the lion people.

They don’t know how to farm, and they don’t have these concepts. The welfare disasters that humans can enjoy, the alien races can only watch.

Naturally, the gap in strength will become larger and larger as the disaster continues.

“Oreo, let’s go. You can’t eat this kind of humanoid creature in the future. This is the rule of our Su family!”

Seeing Oreo’s eagerness to move towards the lion’s corpse, Su Mo shouted loudly, and Oreo was so scared that he lowered his dog head and obediently returned to his bucket.

Getting back on the road and stepping into the plain, the terrain became extremely flat.

After a while, in Su Mo’s sight, the candlelight shelter with hundreds of people gathered in front of the door finally appeared at the end of the horizon!