My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

"One mu of wheat produces an average of 752 catties of grain, and the total area of ​​the first batch of plantations is just over 26,000 mu."

"One mu of rice produces an average of 591 catties of grain, and the area of ​​the second batch of plantations is about 19,000 mu."

"Aside from these odds and ends, about 19.55 million catties of wheat and 11.2 million catties of rice can be harvested... just calculate at 31 million."

"There are currently 11,200 people in the territory, and one person consumes one and a half catties a day, which is 16,800 catties."

"Thirty-one million catties, enough food for 1845 days, five years!"

"Five years..."

Su Mo thought silently.

All right.

Such a simple and crude calculation actually has a certain error problem.

For example, if wheat wants to be made into flour, there will be at least a 30% loss rate, and about 0.6-0.7 catties of flour will be produced from about one catty of wheat.

The same is true for rice. Under normal circumstances, the roughness rate of rice is about 80%. If it needs to be refined, it has to be discounted.

However, with such a discount of 31 million catties of grain, it is very satisfying to be able to collect 20 million catties in the end.

No matter how you calculate it, it is enough for everyone to open their bellies and eat until the next crop of food is picked up.

And this is just the first crop. After another four months, the territory's grain bank will only become more and more full.

Including the next two years, it is impossible for the residents of the territory to eat only these things every day.

Like now, the amount of emergency vegetables produced every day has reached about 600 catties, which can completely replace a large part of dry food consumption.

If the Starscream caravan, or any other Foundation caravan, can still bring starch protein production machines.

Su Mo thought about it carefully, and felt that even if the population of the territory increased tenfold, the pressure would not be as great as before.

"It's unimaginable that it took less than a year to get to this point."

"It's a flying speed of development!"

Just the abundance of food is as important to human beings as the transition from the agricultural age to the industrial age.

Without the restrictions of these necessities of survival, ordinary people can release their talents as much as possible in this strange land.

Players of the combat route can upgrade their level as much as they want.

Life line players can also devote more energy to research.

To be honest, the Tianyuan Territory in the future ruins did not reach this step until the beginning of the third year of the wasteland.

And now this time point has been advanced by more than a year.

What changes can be made with the time saved over the past year? Su Mo dare not make a conclusion now.

But one thing is for sure.

All the old gophers suppressed their anger for more than two months, and a chaotic war was about to break out in Qinggang City.

Territory will no longer have to hold back as much as before, and finally has the qualifications to participate!

Even for those human groups that are about to return from overseas, the territory has enough capacity to absorb and accept them.

In other words, food and grass are the best preparations before war.

With it, there is an entry ticket!

Just when Su Mo was looking at the golden harvest land with joy.

Eight o'clock came quietly.

With the sound of daily newspapers arriving on time, the thick fog that had disappeared for four days also resurfaced.

It's not clear where they came from, and the water mist began to fill the place where the naked eye could see.

The uncomfortable 100% humidity also descended on the entire Tianyuan Territory.

At the same time, the number zero in his pocket suddenly shook, and a piece of good news shocked people's spirits!

"Master, the task you gave to Number Zero has been completed."

"Passed?"

"Passed, all the verification processes have been completed, and the "players" can go online at any time!"

Zero jumped out of his pocket, landed in Sumo's hand, and shook out an AR projection.

Since the first time this set of player login system adapted to the entire system was obtained, the tests have been carried out more than ten times one after another.

At the very beginning, when it reached only 4%, No. 0 found dozens of bugs by itself and it was difficult to continue.

Later, as Lu Kuan and others sewed and mended, the bugs became less and less, and the progress reached 60% with difficulty.

But it's a pity that every bug modification from here onwards will almost completely overturn some previous settings.

Estimated time according to the most optimistic development progress, it will take at least three months to fill up the progress.

Therefore, Su Mo invested the last 5,000 points of the 100,000 points in this 'player login system'.

Now it seems.

"It's really... worth the money!"

Among the data displayed on the ar panel, the signal sending and receiving delay within 20 kilometers can be stabilized below 150ms.

If it is in a normal online battle game, you can really feel the stuttering that is visible to the naked eye.

But in this kind of stand-alone pve game, 150ms can already achieve completely senseless transmission!

And in the case of 20 kilometers away, using a connector to transmit electrical signals.

The increase in the distance of about five kilometers will increase the delay by about 10-15ms, and the short distance is still within the usable range.

Coupled with the several functions attached to the first-generation player system, even if it is a battle, there will be no major problems.

Thinking of this, Su Mo felt emotional.

It's really drowsy that someone will come to send pillows. If Tianyuan Territory can use this 'player login system' in this dispute, it will be a dimensionality reduction blow to all the old gopher refuges.

Including Clear Harbor Refuge.

As long as the transmission of No. 0 is not affected or disturbed, the players can completely achieve the same or even stronger effects than the undead.

"Master, don't you want to try to become the first real player in the territory?"

After providing the data, the thinking ability of number zero, whose power has recovered to more than 80%, is a little stronger than before.

Even the brain circuits are not significantly different from real humans.

"I?"

Su Mo smiled dumbly: "The bionic bodies made in the factory haven't been off the production line yet, and it's too boring to just try in the virtual world."

"Master, you forgot that Zero, as an artificial intelligence equipped with a login system, is naturally the best login agent."

"And now the power has reached more than 80%, Zero can also use more functions"

"As long as you get on me, you can immediately experience the ultimate control no less than other bionic bodies."

"What the hell?"

What kind of word is this.

Looking at the small cube, Su Mo's eyes flashed with astonishment.

But then to his surprise, Number Zero, which had been in the form of a small cube for several months, really began to change.

First, the volume expanded by about 1.5 times.

Then, on both sides of the square, a small pair of mechanical wings stretched out.

And at the bottom, there are wheels the size of fingers, which look decent.

"This is the emergency escape mode of No. 0, you can fly!"

"Master, are you sure you want to give the bionic body the first time instead of number zero?"

"Damn, you little bastard, did you eavesdrop on which bad idea you learned, and you're still excited, aren't you?"

Fingers tapped the top of the zero.

Sumo could still tell the difference between serious questions and naughty jokes.

However, looking at the little thing turning back and forth in his palm, he really had a little urge to try it.

"Remember to give me the whole eye-catching achievement after logging in...um...no.1 player."

"Okay~"

...

Territory channel:

The doomsday maniac: "Brothers, why is the **** fog coming back today? Is it playing tricks on purpose? My factory has only been open for two days, and it's a blood loss!"

Blossoming Wealth: "The front row thanked the boss for a month's salary, the feeling of paid vacation is so cool!"

Firepower King Yoyo: "I'm just unlucky. The wood that has just been dried in the warehouse is going to be moldy again. It's really bad luck."

[The novel app that has been running stably for many years is comparable to the old version of the book chasing artifact, and the source-changing app used by old bookworms,]

Mousse Cake: "Giao, the raw materials for cake preparation are wasted. Dear old customers, the big cake you ordered will be replenished when the weather clears next time!"

No one understands better than me: "Look here, guys, there is still a shortage of workers in the Jifu Bionic Factory. We provide two meals a day for free and a competitive daily salary of up to 35 iron coins to recruit employees. The workload is not heavy, and the benefits Duoduo, if you want to participate, please come to the prefabricated house a-4 and ask me to sign up."

Dreamer: "Damn it, Brother Dong's factory is still open, is this the rhythm of making money?!"

Taoist Kongkong: "Come here, go and find out where he took the order for me. The brothers have not opened for more than half a month."

Ramen Juice: "I'm angry when I talk about this. The payment for the goods from the Pingtan Refuge in the last issue has not been settled yet. Don't these guys want to renege on their debts?"

Chen Shen: "Relax, the process at Hepingtan has been completed. If it weren't for the fact that there is no fog in the territory, your payment would have been released a long time ago... In addition, they will also send out the next batch of goods." Accepted, after two days the village will settle all debts for you at one time. In addition... I will give you a new demand order in the evening.

Good job, this time there is another giant city shelter... also near the Fifth Ring Road. "

Fluttering Moth: "Damn it, catch the village chief in the front row!"

Luck player: "I'm tired of saying the word envy. Couldn't it be that our food is selling well? This chef apprenticeship is really lucrative??!"

There is no one in your Gary. Ao: "The village head, take a look at me, show.show.me, the children also want to have enough food."

Days surrounded by fog.

The atmosphere of the channel chat is usually a bit more lively than usual.

Not only are there a large number of players communicating in each route, but even the speed of swiping and chatting in the main channel is not slow.

Or discuss some of the Aboriginal information exposed in the world chat.

Or conduct learning exchanges and discussions on the growth of a certain route.

Or discuss innovations in technology, or comment on food appreciation.

A stable environment is always the first element of development.

Even the foreign trade business has gone beyond the territory and officially entered Qinggang City.

At this time, the fog reappeared, and some familiar nicknames began to bubble up.

However, no one would think of it.

Hundreds of kilometers away in the underground of Qinggang City, the voice of complaining there is no less than that of Tianyuan Territory.

...

Flat Beach Refuge.

More than two months passed.

After being driven and invaded by the undead for a long time, looking up, the mess inside still hasn't been completely eliminated.

As the strongest shelter in the entire western suburbs, the location where the undead exploded was chosen very precisely.

More than a dozen machine tools used to make weapons were blown to pieces by them, and several important defense facilities were also damaged.

It can be said that compared with the level of the initial battle with the harbor shelter, the force of the flat beach shelter has dropped by at least half, especially the logistics production line has been greatly tested, and it is no longer enough to use ammunition like before. Bombing the other side's defenses, let alone supporting the mutants, who have grown dumber under the influence of the Regression Disaster.

Most of the residents of Flat Beach Refuge had a look of sadness on their faces, looking at the obvious explosion holes from time to time.

At this moment, Liu Lu, who was standing in front of the warehouse on the b-7 floor, was leading someone to count the amount of supplies and enter them into the account.

Box after box of heavy light yellow flour was transported into it, leaving a strong aroma of wheat that made people salivate.

The crystal white rice swayed back and forth in the bag, making a tinkling sound.

The green vegetables were placed at the door and passed the scales. As soon as they were registered, they were ordered to leave by the managers of the lower floors of the shelter.

What they got in return were some completely useless industrial waste, as well as tattered looking pre-war magazines and books.

"Master Liu, thank you so much for your gift, it has helped me a lot!"

"God bless, Chief Liu Lu is much wiser than Jin Dafa's stupid pig!"

"The b-7 floor has a floor owner like you, the residents are really lucky."

"Don't worry, I'll send someone to deliver what you need when you get back. It's still the same amount as last time. This time, I'll send you a few more industrial waste products... No, we are all brothers, so don't be so polite with me."

"What, you also want to keep that ground-based weapon production line that was blown up by the undead as a souvenir to remind yourself to be careful of the dangers in the wasteland in the future?? Ah... you know, although those things are broken now Yes, but it is not guaranteed that there will be a way to repair it after the people from the foundation come? Besides, the manager will not let us trade this stuff at will, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Even if you want to collect it... this matter, It's hard for me."

"Give me 20% more share in the future? Give me 500 kilograms of flour now... I'm considering taking the test... Wait, don't leave, I promise you, anyway, that thing is on my b-13 floor It also takes up space, and it happens to be given to you for collection, so it can be regarded as waste utilization, right?"

In front of the warehouse, there is a crowd of people.

More than 20 Pingtan residents who were either floor chiefs or deputy floor chiefs crowded here, discussing nervously around Liu Lu.

As the only "Tianyuan supplier" in the entire refuge, all imported goods can only be exchanged from here.

Of course, it wasn't that no one thought of replacing it, and secretly sent people to contact Tian Yuan Sanctuary.

But the point is that Liu Lu's price here is simply too brutal.

Who would have imagined that he would be willing to trade only for something of basically no value?

This is simply a major blow to "friends".

After the managers of several floors returned without success, every time Tianyuan goods were put into storage, the place would instantly turn into a vegetable market.

Everyone huddled together in a mess, for fear that their share of the floor would be taken away.

Even Liehu, who was wearing a long robe and barefoot, slowly walked in from behind, few people noticed!

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