My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

On the second day of the second month of the last calendar month, the dragon raises its head.

It is also the second day of the Chinese New Year in the earth calendar.

As the last day of the welfare disaster, most of the wasteland survivors gathered in the camp, and it was also the harvest stage.

Even some lone wolves relied on the only supplies they had to buy a few seeds yesterday. After two rounds of breeding, they harvested enough food for the first half of the year on the last day.

More or less, this should be a day worth celebrating.

But on such a festive day, everyone was not very happy. Instead, their faces were full of worry.

The reason why everyone is unhappy is simple

Since four o'clock in the night, as the weather began to change, various discussions in the world chat have not stopped.

On the last day, from around three o'clock, large groups of dark clouds gathered in the sky over the wasteland. They were so thick that they would only dissipate unless it rained heavily!

The recent days of exposure, the sun, and the surrounding snowflakes that have begun to melt have made most refugees indirectly choose to forget that there is still rainy weather.

There is no weather forecast, and there is no night sky observation. The clouds come quickly, and so does the rain!

In less than an hour, strange clouds that didn't know where they came from merged together in the sky, covering the entire wasteland continent wherever there were people.

It won't rain sooner or later. Being stuck at this point, this rain is just too lucky!

It also disrupted the plans that many people had made.

His eyes jumped to the depression.

After finishing his work and eating last night, Sumo went to bed early, and correspondingly, he woke up early in the morning.

It was just dawn and the morning sun had not risen from the horizon. As the alarm of the senior phone rang, Somo immediately stood up and jumped up with great energy.

There is no cool-down time for getting up, which is something that can greatly increase your happiness and sense of accomplishment.

Feeling the ample strength in his arms and waist and abdomen, and touching his lower body which already had abdominal muscles, Somo nodded with satisfaction, got dressed and walked out of the room.

"Working in the fields is also exercise. As long as you can recover from every exertion, your physical fitness will improve very quickly!"

After finishing the warm-up with a set of Su's guns, I wiped off the hot sweat all over my body.

Walking on the third floor of the underground shelter, Somo began his routine of washing up and checking the world channel news.

"Hey, there are so many people today?"

It was only around six o'clock in the morning, and the World Channel, which would have been sparse according to usual practice, was already packed with noisy people.

After looking at the topics everyone was discussing, Su Mo, who had been looking relaxed, suddenly became serious.

"It's going to rain. What a coincidence!"

After quickly washing up and putting on his combat uniform, Sumo walked quickly through the passage, opened the door of the shelter, and looked out.

The situation was not much different from what everyone said. There were thick dark clouds over the depression at this time.

As far as the naked eye can see, occasional flashes of lightning can be seen in the dark clouds.

A slight north wind carrying floating snow also joined the brewing.

As the wind swept across the ground, it hit the combat uniforms, making a rustling sound.

If it continues like this, the rain brewed by such thick clouds will have to last for at least half a day.

"The disaster in Magu's notebook finally matched up. On the seventh day after the heavy snowfall, a heavy rain will begin."

This rain was expected.

It was also part of the contingency plan that Sumo had constructed before.

To prepare for a rainy day, Sumo ordered Chen Shen to plant cotton first yesterday and leave the remaining vegetables to be planted on the third day.

What you need to be prepared for is this sudden heavy rain!

"According to the rain, it should be two or three hours away."

"If we start a wave of harvest from now on, it will have an impact on the harvest, but it is acceptable."

The fields of Candlelight Sanctuary were laid with more than 2,000 kilograms of seeds at the beginning.

Coupled with the fact that almost the entire process was automated, more than 80% of the tasks were completed in just two days.

For the remaining cabbage, carrots and soybeans, rain will have an impact, but the problem is not big. It will not be like wheat, where the harvest will be reduced by half. It is within the appropriate range of the budget.

At this point, Chen Shen has also started working.

After hurriedly browsing the report sent by Chen Shen early in the morning, he made a call and gave Chen Shen a few words of advice. Sumo hung up the phone and began to prepare breakfast and the next collection in a hurry.

It's a race against time over at Candlelight Sanctuary.

The underground shelter cannot be slow.

The fruit trees planted yesterday, based on time, will be ready to harvest the first round of fruit at this time.

If you keep waiting, until this rain is over, the fruit will probably grow long!

After breakfast, we drove the Tihu and brought all the harvesting tools. Before we even drove to the black soil, the fragrance of the fruit trees already hit our noses.

Red and green apples hung on the branches, causing the branches to droop downwards.

The apricots, as yellow as the size of a baby's fist, danced a unique waltz as the wind blew.

White and red peaches, yellow and orange sentences, bright yellow pears, and the addition of black earth, it really is

So scary!

Among these fruit trees, all rare ones have basically reached maturity with a thousand-fold increase.

These fruit trees have no one to take care of them, and they grow in all kinds of strange shapes, and even the fruits they produce vary in size.

But in this case, Sumo didn't care so much. He called Moore, picked up the tools, and started harvesting quickly.

From below to above, Soma is lying on the tree to harvest.

Moore was even more violent. He knocked the fruit off the tree with two blows using his body advantage and lay on the ground to pick it up wildly.

After watching for a while, Oreo joined the team to collect it, clawing at it, biting with its big mouth, and flying up very fast.

Within an hour, the Dihu was full.

By the time the second round came to harvest, raindrops had begun to fall from the sky.

Fortunately, the big one and the two small ones were not slow, and they finally collected more than 90% of the fruits before the heavy rain fell completely.

As for the rest, it can be allowed to return to the ground, rot into inorganic matter, and nourish the fertility of the black soil.

Wow!

Boom!

Lightning powerful enough to pierce the sky and the earth slid across the slightly dark sky.

Just when Somo parked the Dihu, there was a burst of muffled thunder, and the rain came completely!

Uh-huh!

In the field of vision, there was still an endless snowfield on the ground before, which looked like a blocked snow country.

But now, with the humidity and heat in the air, the rain in the sky is pouring down like midsummer in June.

In just three to five seconds, the rain curtain at the entrance of the underground shelter had already formed into one.

"Wow, it's raining, it's raining!"

Moore saw it raining for the first time since he was born. At this time, Moore became energetic and ran out rolling and crawling, shouting in the rain.

The warm rainwater hit Moore's smooth fur, like a massage. It made Moore roll around in the snow.

Shaking his head, watching Oreo running out and going crazy, looking at most of the fruits piled on the ground and snatching them back, Somo also had his own happiness.

He moved in the excellent comfortable folding chair that he had traded in before moving in, picked up an apple, sat in front of the door, and ate it leisurely.

hiss

So sweet!

Although the apple trees have not been pruned, the fruit density far exceeds the maximum planned for modern agriculture.

But with the addition of only one delicious attribute at the rare level, the stimulation these fruits bring to the taste buds is still beyond Somo's imagination.

With every bite, the apple juice oozes out, making people feel what it means to be sweet but not greasy!

Leisurely lounge chairs, continuous rain, and fresh fruits.

There is a bear who likes to roll in the rain, an Erha who likes to flutter, and two chickens flying around.

As Sumo hurriedly dealt with the remaining matters, in such a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, this welfare disaster came to an end.

Over at the Candlelight Shelter, after Sumo decisively gave the signal to give up collecting, everyone returned to the house and began to take shelter from the rain.

Having food does not mean that physical fitness can be restored.

Considering the bodies of refugees now exhausted, if one is not careful and catches a cold or fever, even with Soma's treatment, it will take a long time to recover, which is not worth the loss.

In addition, the materials harvested so far are enough!

Not to mention the spring wheat that has accumulated like a hill, the vegetables that have been harvested are piled up in every inhabited house.

With Sumo's order, the refugees did not dare to go out. They could only go back to the house and look at the place where there was almost no foothold, showing an expression that did not know whether to cry or laugh.

People are like this when they are afraid of poverty.

The sudden sudden wealth made everyone feel a little unreal. Only this "timely rain" extinguished everyone's anger and forced them to calm down.

Of course, as the heavy rain lasted longer, all the refugees had to go out with umbrellas to loosen the blocked drainage channels, for fear that the rain would last for several days and drown the food supplies that had been collected with great difficulty.

“When rain near zero, or below five or six degrees, hits the snow, it will form a thick layer of ice.”

"But according to the current temperature, when the rain comes, the solid snow will begin to melt."

"The next disaster is 99% likely"

"flood!"

Every drop of rain carrying "high temperature" hitting the solid snow surface is like water poured from a pan.

Countless tiny bubbles appeared on the ice, mixed with rainwater and dripped onto the ground, greedily absorbed by the vegetation on the ground.

Sitting at the gate, he stayed from morning to noon, and from noon to afternoon.

After teaming up with the material statisticians from the Candlelight Shelter to measure all the material attributions, Somo rubbed his slightly numb shoulders and stood up.

"When we bring everything back tomorrow, as long as there are no accidents, we no longer have to worry about daily necessities!"

Using the weighing function of the system, the Candlelight Shelter has calculated the harvest of various crops during this welfare disaster.

Among them, Somo, who accounts for 70% of the share, has a terrifying amount of crops.

There were five rounds of spring wheat sowing, and the total area covered by the five sowings totaled 929 acres.

The average yield of the five times is 1846 pounds per mu of land!

Taken together, the total wheat harvest this time, excluding some odds and consumption, left a total of 1.71 million kilograms.

Due to the weather, most of the wheat did not receive sufficient drying time, so the flour extraction rate was slightly lower than expected.

72%!

A total of 1.71 million kilograms of wheat can be ground into a total of 1.23 million kilograms of flour. Multiplying this number by the share Somo can get, the answer is

860,000 pounds!

The equivalent tonnage is 430 tons!

The volume of flour is 52g/cm3, and one cubic meter can hold 500 kilograms of flour. In just three days, just by relying on a welfare disaster, Somo accumulated enough flour to fill 800 cubic meters of space.

"Good guy, this is giving me a big problem."

Before planting, even though Sumo had been mentally prepared, but now

After looking at the calculated data and trying to figure out how much flour was in an area of ​​800 cubic meters, Sumo's face showed happy "troubles".

With so much food, how should we design storage space?

Every time I work overtime, there is a social animal author whose update time is delayed, ah! ! ! I don’t want to work overtime, I want to lie down!