Choice: Big Ship or Small Ship

I scooped out a basin of still-cold snowflakes, rubbed them on my face a couple of times, and then added the settled Snow Water.

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

The greasiness and fatigue from staying up late also dissipated instantly.

The Oil Splash Noodles that I rushed to make yesterday were stored in the Storage Space. They were a little cool when I took them out, but fortunately the noodles hadn't clumped together yet.

We woke Moore up, and the four of us—one adult and four children—quickly ate breakfast.

In the wasteland, there is no concept of time; one's progress is driven entirely by "dreams" and "self-discipline."

After finishing his meal, seeing that Moore had already started washing the pots and pans as usual, Su Mo patted Moore's broad back with satisfaction and slowly walked down to the first floor.

The oil reserves in the shelters are currently running low; at most, they are just enough to last.

If there are extra expenses, you will inevitably have to spend points to buy things 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 Tiller together at once to save fuel to the greatest extent.

Without any wasteland traffic police, after studying the structure of the Rotary Tiller, Su Mo began his bold "illegal" modifications.

First, a hook was welded onto the front metal plate of the Rotary Tiller.

Then Su Mo returned to his workbench and, following his plan, spent about 20 minutes crafting an iron chain about the thickness of an arm.

They tried hanging one end of the chain on a hook and tying the other end directly to the rear bumper of the front vehicle, thus simply connecting the two Rotary Tiller together.

After releasing the handbrake of the rear vehicle and stepping on the accelerator of the front vehicle, Su Mo drove back and forth three or four times to confirm that the chain of the rear vehicle was stably connected with that of the front vehicle. Only then did Su Mo feel relieved.

"Knowledge on Earth is the wealth of the wasteland. By following the path paved by our predecessors, I can restore civilization and technology to their peak even faster!"

Think back to a month ago, to the barren depression and the Underground Shelter consisting of only one layer of wood.

Now look at the lush, green "new" shelter, with its massive, heavy rocks as a base, where three steel behemoths are parked.

If there are any achievements in construction, the honors engraved in Su Mo's achievement book will surely be brilliant! "After today and tomorrow, the shelter will no longer have to worry about food and drink. After I bring my sister back, we can properly study how to break through the cage set up by this world!"

Historically, whether it was Ming Taizu of Ming, who rose from beggar to emperor, or Emperor Gaozu of Han, who rose from petty thug to emperor, both examples exist.

Like these great figures recorded in Chinese history, Su Mo has evolved from a lowly clerk who only wanted to live a peaceful life to someone who now wants to delve into what exactly happened in this world.

And this has only been going on for a short month!

"Only under pressure can one grow. On this wasteland, the fiercer and more ruthless I am, the better I can protect my family and find the truth!"

Watching Oreo leap onto his back seat, and Moore close the door behind him and get into the Rotary Tiller, Su Mo's eyes gleamed with fighting spirit, and he no longer had any desire for a peaceful life.

"Moore, both cars, drive slowly, don't crash into each other!"

After giving a greeting, and seeing Moore nod his bear head playfully and tug at the chain behind him with a curious expression, Su Mo turned around, released the brakes on the Earth Tiger, and slowly paddled forward.

The Big and Little Spark indicates that long-term consumption of Psionic Water will increase the intelligence of wasteland creatures.

This point has been fully proven in Moore's case.

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

Now, Moore drives even more steadily Su Mo, the seasoned driver on Earth.

They were very familiar with the process.

As Su Mo watched the tracks that were almost worn into the ground, he came to his senses and the fields cleared by the Candlelight Shelter were already visible at the edge of the horizon.

Compared to the previous gray and black landscape, the fields are now a vibrant orange-yellow, a truly delightful sight.

Roll down the car window, and the aroma of wheat wafts into the car on the wind, bringing with it a scent unique to "harvest".

It was already 10 a. m. 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 as quickly as possible.

Human strength is limited. If we rely solely on human labor to cultivate the land, even with the terrifying growth rate of high-quality seeds, we can only manage to sow three rounds of seeds in three days.

But now, looking at the two Rotary Tiller in the rearview mirror and then at the several refugees below shouting and yelling, a faint smile appeared on Su Mo's lips.

The emergence of Rotary Tiller has undoubtedly greatly liberated labor.

Several experienced drivers, following Su Mo's instructions, worked in staggered shifts.

During the hurried handover, as the two Rotary Tiller began to turn the soil along the predetermined route, not only did the people at the Candlelight Shelter breathe a sigh of relief, but even Su Mo felt relieved of the urgency he had felt along the way.

The refugees in the Candlelight Shelter have not yet undergone any physical enhancement, and they need to rest for at least four to six hours.

After strolling around the quiet Candlelight Shelter, Su Mo felt a warmth rise in his heart as he looked at Zhong Qingshu, who was curled up asleep in the corner of the room.

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

"Evil people like Huang Biao Maeda Kento are ultimately a minority!"

In this wasteland, every individual is a lonely person yearning for a hug.

Including Zhong Qingshu, whether in the real world or in the Time Ruins, this person is incredibly stubborn.

No matter how Su Mo questioned her, Zhong Qingshu chose to remain silent about her family.

Left with no other choice, Su Mo had to give up his desire to continue asking questions.

After wandering around for a while, Su Mo walked to the kitchen of the Candlelight Shelter at the end of the village. After thinking for a moment, he took out the upgraded Psionic Water again and added a whole liter of it according to the ratio.

These refugees at Candlelight Shelter, who have endured hardship yet maintained a kind heart, are a treasure.

If these people survive the flood and hold on until Su Mo brings his sister back and they return to the place where the "dream began," they will all become the first inhabitants of the low-lying area.

Looking ahead, whether it's managing farms, improving the environment of low-lying areas, or gradually building the first city on the wasteland from scratch and slowly restoring productivity, population will be the best force.

"The more people there are, the stronger my shelter will be in terms of resilience."

"If I could restore technology to Earth's peak, there would be no need to fear floods like this."

Sitting on the edge of the field, looking down at the two Rotary Tiller working busily, Su Mo was deeply moved.

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

After a simple lunch, no one urged anyone on or made a fuss.

All the refugees spontaneously picked up their farming tools and rushed excitedly to the fields.

Of course, every refugee who passed by would cast a look of reverence upon seeing Su Mo.

Especially after receiving a friendly smile from Su Mo, these people became even more motivated, found their own plots, and swung their hoes with a loud cracking sound.

As it turns out, Su Mo had an excellent eye for talent.

Under Chen Shen's arrangement, the refugees in all the Candlelight Shelter were arranged in a very scientific and rigorous manner.

Those who are at the forefront of farming can go to bed early after harvesting last night, and after getting five to six hours of sleep, they need to get up early to go to work.

Just as these people were at work, the Rotary Tiller had just cleared the land in front of them, allowing them to make some simple repairs and continue planting.

By the time those who went to bed late last night get up, the Rotary Tiller can efficiently finish tilling the remaining land, ensuring that not a single opportunity is wasted.

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

Sitting on the edge of the field, Su Mo just stared blankly, not going anywhere, standing there like a statue.

However, the efficiency in the fields below did not slow down as the working hours became longer; on the contrary, the refugees became more and more motivated.

With Su Mo present, there is absolute safety.

While farming, there will be no danger to you, and all potential threats will be reduced to "zero"! It's like returning to Earth, where everyone can get rewards as needed as long as they do their job well.

Even some "young women" who are tired from working can feel the power surging through their bodies just by glancing at Su Mo's handsome and heroic face on the front line.

In this situation, even the blazing sun overhead seems to lose some of its power.

Of course, what these people don't know is that their energy isn't entirely psychological; the Psionic Water added to their hourly drinking water is also one of the main reasons they can persevere.

In the afternoon, Moore, who was standing by as a security guard, could not suppress the urge to "Farming Genre" that kept surging through his body. He roared and rushed down into the field to help the refugees with their farm work.

At first, the fierce Thunder Bear Warrior naturally startled everyone, but after accepting the fact that it was Su Mo's pet, everyone immediately became enthusiastic.

Su Mo is the guardian of everyone, how could his pet possibly go berserk and hurt people! Seeing the Thunder Bear Warrior rapidly lower the IQ level of others with his "intelligence" and conquer all the refugees with his craftsmanship, Su Mo, sitting above, couldn't help but laugh.

"Not bad, Su God. This is the first time I've seen you smile in all this time!"

"Oh, not at all, I'm just an ordinary person. They've just mythologized me."

Waving his hand, Su Mo watched as Zhong Qingshu, who had been patrolling with a long spear in her hand and had beads of sweat on her forehead, walked over. Su Mo felt a little emotional.

Of all the people in the entire Candlelight Shelter, only Zhong Qingshu dared to come up and make fun of them.

The others either held Chen Shen in the highest esteem or stared at him with the same reverence as ordinary refugees.

Only when he is with Zhong Qingshu will Su Mo let down his guard and act no different from an ordinary person.

Standing up and looking at the bustling scene below, Su Mo decided to join Zhong Qingshu in patrolling the area around the fields.

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

The discussion started with how to develop a large Gathering Place, whether to use above-ground or underground buildings, and then went on to ask what the first thing to build should be once Gathering Place actually exists.

The clash of ideas between liberal arts and science students sparked many insightful discussions.

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

"You're right. If I were to build a small boat, I could probably go out to sea by myself alone, and with Moore's help, that would be enough."

"But this makes the boats too vulnerable to damage in floodwaters; they could easily be capsized by a sudden surge of water."

"But if we're building a big ship, without computer assistance, the two of us definitely won't be able to control it. It's going to be a tough problem!"

A point that had been overlooked before was accidentally pointed out by Zhong Qingshu, and even Su Mo felt a bit embarrassed.