Chapter 246: Choice, Big Ship or Small Ship

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After washing his face and hair, Su Mo felt much more relaxed all over.

The greasy fatigue caused by staying up late also dissipated instantly.

The oil-splashed noodles made yesterday were placed in the storage space. They were a little cold when they were just taken out, but fortunately the noodles were not piled together.

Wake up Moore, and the big and small ones start to solve breakfast in a hurry.

In the wasteland, there is no concept of time, and it depends on "dreams" and "self-control" to drive individuals forward.

After eating, seeing Moore has begun to wash pots and dishes habitually, Su Mo patted Moore's broad back with relief, and slowly walked to the first floor.

At present, the oil reserves in the shelter are in a critical situation. At most, it is just enough.

If there is any extra expenditure, it is bound to spend points to buy in the market, which is extremely uneconomical.

Therefore, adhering to the principle of saving as much as possible, it is necessary to drive both rotary tillers at once to save fuel to the greatest extent.

There is no wasteland traffic police. After studying the structure of the rotary tiller, Su Mo began a bold "illegal" modification.

First, he directly dismantled the front iron plate of the rotary tiller at the back and welded a hook on it.

Then Su Mo returned to the workbench and, according to the idea in his mind, spent about 20 minutes to rub out an iron chain as thick as an arm.

Try to hang one end of the iron chain on the hook and tie the other end directly to the rear fender of the front car, and the two rotary tillers are simply connected together.

Release the handbrake of the rear car, step on the accelerator of the front car, and drive back and forth three or four times. After confirming that the chain of the rear car and the front car are stably connected, Su Mo finally puts his mind at ease.

"The knowledge on Earth is the wealth on the wasteland. Relying on the path of the predecessors, I can restore the heyday of civilization and technology faster!"

Think about the bare depression and the underground shelter with only one layer of wood a month ago.

Look at the "new" shelter that is now lush and green, with heavy boulders as the foundation and three steel behemoths parked.

If there is a construction achievement, the honor engraved in Su Mo's achievement book will definitely be brilliant!

"After today and tomorrow, the shelter will no longer worry about food and drink. When I bring my sister back, I can study how to break the cage set by this world!"

In history, whether it is the Ming Taizu who went from a beggar to an emperor, or the Han Gaozu who went from a gangster to an emperor.

Like these great men recorded in Chinese history, Su Mo has also evolved from a small clerk who just wanted to live a stable life to the mentality of wanting to delve into what happened in this world.

And this is only a short month!

"Only under high pressure can we grow. On the wasteland, the more fierce and tough I am, the better I can protect my family and find the truth!"

Watching Oreo jump onto his back seat and Moore sitting on the rotary tiller after closing the door, Su Mo's eyes flickered with fighting spirit, and he no longer had a trace of desire for a stable life.

"Moore, two cars, drive slowly, don't hit each other!"

After greeting, watching Moore nod his bear head smartly and pull the chain behind him with curiosity, Su Mo turned his head, released the brakes of the ground tiger, and slowly moved forward.

From the sparks of different sizes, it can be seen that the IQ of wasteland creatures will become higher and higher after drinking psionic water for a long time.

This point has been fully verified in Moore.

Under Su Mo's intentional or unintentional enlightenment, the Thunder Bear Warrior's brain has not only learned to farm, but also learned to drive various vehicles.

Until now, Moore's driving is even more stable than Su Mo, an old driver on Earth.

Familiar with the road.

Looking at the marks on the ground that were about to be crushed out, when Su Mo came to his senses, the fields opened up by the Candlelight Shelter had already appeared at the end of the horizon.

Compared with the gray and black before, the fields are now orange and yellow, which is pleasing to the eye.

Rolling down the car window, the smell of wheat floated into the car with the wind, bringing a smell that only belongs to "harvest".

It was already ten o'clock in the morning in the wasteland time. All the refugees in the Candlelight Shelter had successfully completed the first harvest and returned to the shelter to catch up on sleep.

Human physical strength is limited. If it is cultivated by manpower alone, even if it depends on the terrifying growth rate of excellent seeds, it can only be sown three times in three days.

But now, looking at the two rotary tillers in the rearview mirror, and looking at the several alert refugees below shouting, Su Mo's mouth corners pulled out a thin arc.

The emergence of rotary tillers has undoubtedly greatly liberated labor.

Several experienced drivers worked in staggered shifts according to Su Mo's request.

After the hasty handover, watching the two rotary tillers start to plow the soil according to the established route, not only the people in the Candlelight Shelter breathed a sigh of relief, but even Su Mo also let go of the sense of urgency along the way.

The refugees in the Candlelight Shelter have not yet been strengthened, and the rest time must be at least four to six hours.

After walking around the quiet Candlelight Shelter, Su Mo felt a little warm in his heart when he saw Zhong Qingshu curled up in the corner of the room and sleeping.

"The people in the Candlelight Shelter are all pitiful, or most of the people who come to the end of the world are good people!"

"Evil people like Huang Biao and Maeda Kento are still a minority after all!"

In the wasteland end of the world, everyone is a lonely individual who longs to be embraced.

This includes Zhong Qingshu, who is extremely stubborn, whether in the real world or in the ruins of time.

No matter how Su Mo asked, Zhong Qingshu chose to keep silent about her family.

In desperation, Su Mo had to give up the idea of ​​asking further.

After walking all the way to the kitchen of the Candlelight Shelter at the end of the village, Su Mo thought about it and took out the upgraded psionic water again, adding a full liter according to the proportion.

These refugees from the Candlelight Shelter who have experienced hardships and can still maintain a kind heart are treasures.

If these people can survive the flood in the future and persist until Su Mo takes his sister back and returns to this place where "the dream begins", these people will become the first batch of aborigines in the depression without missing a single one.

In the future, whether it is to take care of the farm, tinker with the environment of the depression, or to gradually build the first city on the wasteland from scratch and slowly restore productivity, population will be the best force.

"The more people there are, the stronger my shelter will be able to resist risks"

"If I can restore technology to the heyday of the earth, there is no need to be afraid of floods like this"

Sitting on the ridge of the field, looking at the two rotary tillers working hurriedly below, Su Mo was quite touched.

Gradually, as time passed eleven o'clock, the refugees in the Candlelight Shelter began to wake up in batches.

After a simple lunch, no one urged, and no one shouted.

All the refugees spontaneously picked up farm tools and rushed to the farmland excitedly.

Of course, every refugee passing by would cast a respectful look when they saw Su Mo.

Especially after getting Su Mo's friendly smile in response, these people were even more motivated, found their own land, and swung the hoes crackling.

Facts have proved that Su Mo has a very good eye for selecting people.

Under Chen Shen's arrangement, the shifts of all refugees in the Candlelight Shelter are very scientific and rigorous.

Those who are at the front of the farmland can go to bed early when they harvested last night. Correspondingly, after sleeping for five to six hours, they need to get up early to go to work.

Coincidentally, when these people were working, the rotary tiller just opened up the land in front, which could be provided for these people to continue planting after simple repairs.

When those who slept late last night got up, the rotary tiller could also open up the remaining land according to efficiency, ensuring that no opportunity would be wasted in the middle.

Scientific and efficient management, coupled with the enthusiasm of the refugees and the assistance of automated tools.

Sitting on the ridge of the field, Su Mo just stared blankly, not going anywhere, standing at the head of the field like a statue.

But

The efficiency of the fields below not only did not slow down because of the longer working hours, but the refugees became more and more motivated.

With Su Mo, it is absolutely safe.

When farming, there will be no danger to touch you, and all potential threats will be reduced to "zero"!

It's like returning to Earth. As long as everyone does their job well, they can get rewards as needed.

Even some "young women" who are tired of working can feel the power surging from their whole body as long as they take a look at Su Mo's handsome and heroic face on the head of the field.

In this case, even the scorching sun above their heads seems to have lost some of its power.

Of course, what these people don't know is that the enthusiasm in their bodies is not entirely psychological. The psionic water added to the drinking water allocated every hour is also one of the main reasons for their persistence.

In the afternoon, Moore, who was standing aside as a security guard, couldn't help but feel the impulse of "farming" constantly surging from his body. He roared and rushed down to the field to help the refugees share the farm work.

At first, the fierce Thunder Bear Warrior naturally scared everyone, but after accepting the setting of being Su Mo's pet, everyone suddenly became enthusiastic.

Su Mo is the patron saint of everyone. Could his pet go crazy and hurt people?

Seeing the Thunder Bear Warrior rapidly lower the IQ of others with his "IQ" and conquer all refugees with his craftsmanship, Su Mo, who was sitting on top, couldn't help laughing.

"Not bad, Su Shen. After all this time, this is the first time I see you laugh!"

"No, no, I'm just an ordinary person, but they have made me a myth."

Waving his hand, Su Mo felt a little emotional when he saw Zhong Qingshu, who was patrolling with a spear in hand and sweat on her forehead.

In the entire Candlelight Shelter, only Zhong Qingshu dared to come up and joke.

Others were either extremely awed like Chen Shen, or stared at him with the same eyes as ordinary refugees.

Only when he was next to Zhong Qingshu would Su Mo take off his disguise and behave like an ordinary person.

Standing up and looking at the hurried scene below, Su Mo simply followed Zhong Qingshu to take on the patrol work around the fields.

The two talked about astronomy and geography, and then about sailing.

From how to develop a large gathering place, whether to use ground buildings or underground buildings, to what the first thing to build if there is a gathering place.

The collision of ideas between liberal arts students and science students did spark a lot of sparks between their thoughts.

At the same time, during the conversation, Su Mo also found many points that he had overlooked before.

"You are right. If I want to build a small boat, I may only need one person to go out to sea, and with Moore's help, it will be enough."

"But in this way, the ship's ability to resist risks in floods is too poor, and it is very likely to be overturned by a peak."

"But if we build a big ship, without computer assistance, we two will definitely not be able to operate it alone. It's difficult!"

A point that was previously ignored was accidentally pointed out by Zhong Qingshu, and even Su Mo felt embarrassed.