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Chapter 185 Choose one for yourself [Part 1]

After Su Ming and others arrived at the place, they found that in the short few days when they went to other places to collect food, the Shan Dawang and the Hard Tiger had completely conquered other mutant animals in the village.

"roar……"

Facing the slightly surprised eyes of Su Ming and others, King Shan raised his head proudly and let out a low growl.

Although they have suffered some injuries in order to knock down all these mutant animals these days, compared to the excitement of becoming the leader, such a small injury was not taken seriously by Shan Dawang and the fierce tiger.

"Captain Bao, have you all packed up your things? If you packed up, let's set off now!"

After being surprised by the operation of Shan Dawang and the Hard Tiger, Sun Meng turned his head and looked at Bao Yuanxi, whose face was filled with smiles.

"We have already packed up the things we need to take away!"

Bao Yuanxi nodded excitedly. Before they had decided to go to the base with Sun Meng, they had already started to pack up their property. There was not much stuff to bring, so it would naturally not take much time to pack it up.

"Okay, let everyone mark their luggage and put them in the car and then set off!"

Sun Meng nodded, said to Bao Yuanxi and returned to the car.

Soon, after Bao Yuanxi and others put all their luggage in the car and got on the car used to pull people, the team set out to head towards the base.

As the convoy left, Bao Yuanxi and others sighed sadly. Although they were a little excited to go to a safer place and could communicate with others, the feeling of staying away from their hometown made everyone feel a little melancholy while being excited.

There was no emergency on the way back. After returning to the base calmly, Qin Xu and others went home after arriving at the place, but Su Ming followed Sun Meng and others to the warehouse used to store grain at the base.

After all the food was in the warehouse, it was already time for sunset, and the orange-red setting sun shone on my body. Even though I had already sweated all over my body, whether it was Shen Zhiqian, Sun Meng and others, they all had satisfied smiles on their faces.

"Hehe, with this batch of grain, the base can last for a while. Now it's time to plant it. After our own grain is planted, the base should no longer have to worry about food and drink!"

Shen Zhiqian smiled happily, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to have been reduced a lot because of happiness.

"I happened to bring back many old farmers with experience in farming. I have prepared all the seeds and tools in the past two days. After the preparations are completed, we can start farming directly!"

Sun Meng also laughed excitedly. As long as the farming was successful this time, their base would probably no longer have to worry about insufficient food in the future. After meeting the food and drink needs, they could start other plans.

For example, developing communications, finding ways to contact survivors outside the base, etc.

In the end of the world, there will be that day that will pass!

The day after returning with the grain, Sun Meng began to get busy with food growing at the base.

When planting grain, you don’t just need to find a few seeds to throw them on the ground. Before that, not only should the land be sorted and fertilized, but the seeds have to be carefully selected. After all, not all seeds can germinate.

Of course, in this current situation, the fertilization process cannot be carried out. After all, there are no chemical fertilizers for everyone to use now, and the work of refining the land cannot be completed with machinery like before. We can only rely on manpower to manually refining the ground.

However, even if there is no machinery to carry out the work, the work of turning the ground does not take much time. There are many things in the base today, but manpower is not short of it.

When they learned that the base was going to recruit people to renovate the land and prepare to plant crops, the people who came to sign up almost squeezed the person in charge of the work to death.

Having a job means reward, and having a salary means hope of survival. If it weren't for the fact that there were many soldiers guarding the registration site, I'm afraid that anyone who came to sign up at that time would have performed a full martial arts show there.

After all, there are too many monks and less porridge. If you want to drink more porridge, you can only find a way to reduce the number of monks. However, when people with this idea see the surrounding soldiers holding guns in their arms, they can only give up this idea.

The land renovation work and seed selection work began in full swing, but looking at the land that was constantly being renovated, Bao Yuanxi and others who were in charge of the planting were worried that their minds were about to explode.

According to the normal time, it is already autumn, and the temperature will start to slowly drop, creating prerequisites for planting crops. However, the current situation is that the temperature has no trend of decline compared to before, and the weather is still as hot as before, as if it is to dry people alive.

Of course, this temperature will not really dry people, and most people can still withstand this weather.

However, humans can hold on, but it does not mean that crop seeds can hold on. Just this high temperature, let alone let the seeds grow and grow grain, even if they germinate, they will probably become delusions.

In such high temperature weather, even if the seeds are planted, they cannot survive!

"well……"

After wiping the sweat on his forehead, Bao Yuanxi couldn't help but sigh, and the hair that was already not much left became even more precarious.

"This damn God, I really don't want us to live!"

While muttering to himself, Bao Yuanxi waved his hoe with great force as if he was venting his anger.

God is not good, God is unwilling to cooperate. What if he is angry or angry? Could God still give him an ordinary old farmer face and take the initiative to lower the temperature?

"Uncle Bao, do you think the temperature will probably drop?"
Chapter completed!
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