Chapter 247 pays the highest homage to these venerable people

   Not long after the big mouse on the "motorcycle" set off with a group of mouse boys, a pioneering team composed of 500 refugees had been transferred from the temporary shelter to Changjiu Farm.

   There are about 1,500 refugees currently stranded in temporary shelters.

   Now that winter is coming to an end, the snow is slowly melting and seeping into the soil. It is impossible for them to stay in crowded dangerous buildings forever, which is neither safe nor hygienic, especially in spring, it is easy to become a breeding ground for germs.

  Walking in front of the refugee team, Jiuli found Luka who was waiting at the east gate, and shook hands with him.

   "I was delayed on the road for a while and kept you waiting."

   Luca said gently.

   "It's okay. The road is full of snow. It's not easy for you to walk over. I'm relieved to see that you have arrived safely."

  After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Jiuli got straight to the point.

   "Where do we start? Here? Or somewhere else?"

  Last year, their camp was at the east gate, and it was destroyed by a blizzard, and the wreckage can still be seen on the ground today.

  Old Luka looked at Jiuli and said.

"My lord manager's order, your home is at the west gate, and the most urgent thing now is to solve the housing problem. The bricks, cement and wood have been sent to the construction site, and there will be special personnel to guide you how to construct. After the house is built, we will Assign spring plowing tasks to you."

"Land is allocated according to households. Two households are set up as one household, with 10 mu of land allocated. For each child in the family, an additional 1 mu is allocated. Unmarried people who have reached the age of 16 will be allocated 3 mu per person. After they get married, a new household will be established and 10 mu of land will be allocated again. .”

   "The ownership of the land is collectively owned by Jiujiu Farm. It cannot be transferred or leased. It will be checked every quarter. Violators will be expelled from their household registration and their land will be confiscated."

"In the first three years, we will provide you with seeds and fertilizers, and you only need to hand over half of the harvest to us in return. After the three-year period expires, the land will not be abandoned, and the land allocated to each household will be completely taken care of by you. 20% needs to be handed over, and the rest of the grain can be kept or sold to the granary.”

  The refugees were whispering, and everyone's faces were filled with excitement.

   "Provide torrents?"

   "And fertilizer!"

   "It's amazing that only half of the harvest was handed in..."

  Not to mention them, Luca himself finds it incredible.

   On the wasteland, allowing servants to keep 20% of the crops is considered generous.

  However, the lord managers not only allowed them to keep half of the crops, but even generously stated that they would provide them with seeds, fertilizers and professional guidance for the first three years.

"Refugees are refugees because they are rootless. The food grown on the land is one aspect. On the other hand, we need to use the land and work to bind them with us. Don't worry about it Just thinking about Run."

"Each household contracts 10 mu of land. According to the statistics of 500 farmers, they can plant at least 5,000 mu of land. This 5,000 mu of land can not only allow more than 500 families to live well, but also provide food for thousands of people. , so that another part of the refugees staying in the factory can fill their stomachs and develop production.”

   "Part of the remaining 25,000 mu is managed by collective farms, mainly farmed by prisoners of war. The other part is contracted and operated by the residents of the refuge, and the grain produced is purchased by the granary."

  The above are the original words of the manager.

  Luka didn't fully understand, but he had a new understanding of the benevolence of that adult.

  He sincerely hopes that these poor people can live a good life.

   Such a kind heart is really rare in the wasteland.

   After settling down on Jiuli's side, and handing over the tools and building materials to them, Luca handed over the rest of the work to the foreman and guards, and returned to the farm alone.

  In the office, the captain of the guard, Wrench, was waiting for him there.

  Currently, Changjiu Farm is short of manpower, especially in logistics.

  In addition to standing guard, the guards occasionally have to undertake the work of communicating with refugees.

  The same is the statement of the manager.

   This is a stopgap measure, reforms will follow.

  After all, for the refugees, a straight black uniform and a large-caliber rifle on the back are far more convincing than a piece of paper full of words at any time.

to be honest.

  Literacy education has only reached the primary stage, and most people don't even know a few words, and they can't remember the rules for a long time.

  Law is far less important to them than a word of mouth from a manager wearing power armor.

   This feels more secure than anything.

  At least in Qingquan City, the people of Wasteland recognize this.

   "The transportation route to Yumu District has been resumed. At present, the transportation capacity and human resources are very tight. We can only guarantee the supply of 500 to 800 logs to the farm every day... This is on the premise of not affecting the land reclamation work."

   "The manager said that wasteland reclamation work is the first priority. I will arrange for people to handle these woods, and just hand them over to me after they are transported to the farm."

  Luka paused for a moment, then continued with a serious tone.

"In addition, the brick factory has prioritized its production capacity to Changjiu Farm. We need to build at least 500 houses before the end of the month, and ensure the completion of the three collective dormitories in the farm, and completely transfer the refugees from the temporary shelter here. .”

   Wrench hesitated for a moment and said.

   "Is such a short time enough?"

  They still need to prepare for spring plowing, and I am afraid it will be difficult to free up many people.

  However, Luca's answer was beyond his expectation.

"At the beginning, I also thought that this task might be difficult to complete, but the diligence of the residents in the shelter exceeded our expectations... At present, one-fifth of the land reclamation task undertaken by them has been completed, and the rest can be completed within a week at most. All tasks are completed.”

   "The manager said that if the situation is optimistic, they can solve another 10,000 mu of wasteland before the 20th."

   "Counting the 10,000 mu of land reclamation task undertaken by the prisoners of war, there is no problem in completing the 30,000 mu of land reclamation task before the spring plowing."

   "In this way, the saved labor force can be fully involved in the construction of houses, and the resettlement progress of refugees can also be accelerated."

   As he spoke, Luca unfolded a picture.

  It depicts a house with a brick and wood structure. The overall shape is boxy. It looks ordinary, but it has all the designs it should have.

   "This is a row house designed by the residents of the shelter. One family is 36 square meters. It has a brick and wood mix structure. It requires a small amount of building materials, and its thermal performance and safety are quite reliable."

  Wrench stared at the drawings for a while. Although he didn't understand much, he intuitively felt that the bricks and cement used in this kind of house were indeed much less than those in the farm.

   After a long time, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

   "Send these venerable people with the highest respect and thanks."

  Luka also nodded with emotion.

   “We really have to thank them, they gave so much.”

  War, natural disaster, famine, disease...

   Even compared to the worst days in the past, this year's winter is undoubtedly **** mode.

   Without those blue coats, let alone those refugees from other places, there are probably not many people in the entire northern suburbs who can survive this winter.

  No one died of hunger this winter, and even had a prosperous New Year.

   It's almost unimaginable.

  Of course, for Luca himself, his gratitude is much simpler.

  If he didn't have the chip from the manager, he would have died at the gunpoint of a guard.

  He doesn't understand too many principles, and he still doesn't even understand the phrase "Stand up, don't kneel" that the manager said to him.

  Luka only knows one thing, he saved his life.

  Then this life is his.

  …

  Night.

  The caravan heading towards Boulder City settled in an abandoned office building.

   They emptied the gnawers from the lobby to the hallway and came to the second floor of the office building.

   Tie a trip rope to the exit of the safe passage, and the caravan guard who was in charge of escorting Qian Lai and others back to Boulder City walked in front of Xu Shun and Fang Chang, and said to them.

   "This is our safe house on the edge of the Fourth Ring Road. We will rest here for one night and continue our journey after dawn."

  His name is Luo Guang, and he has worked for Liszt for five or six years. He is an old employee of the caravan.

  The other two guards worked for two years respectively. The one with a submachine gun on his chest was called Wang Zhong, and the one with a bandage on his right arm was called Kaiya—these were all Fang Chang asked from Xu Shun.

   Before the group came here, they were ambushed by a group of looters. The unlucky guy named Kaiya was unfortunately shot in the right arm.

  Those goblins hiding in the ruins can always emerge unexpectedly, and open fire without saying a word, without hiding their ruthless hope.

  Everyone present had expressions of shock, only one person had a normal expression on his face, as if nothing happened.

   That person is Fang Chang.

  Isn’t it common sense in RPG games to run into robbers while running a business?

  The production team asked you to bring a gun, so it will naturally be used for you.

  Fundamental exercises don't be six.

  He didn't find it strange at all, but thought that wave of people was too good.

   "Safe House?"

  Xu Shun glanced at his surroundings. There were also creeps formed by mold and mutated slime in the corner of the wall. He didn't feel that this place was safe at all.

   Qian Lai, who was standing aside, grinned and said.

"Don't be nervous, those eaters won't jump out of the ground, even if there is a small hatch room on the roof, there won't be a lot of them suddenly popping up. As long as they are used properly, the eaters wandering in the corridor will instead will be our cover."

   There were at least a hundred nibblers in the hall on the first floor. When they came up, they only killed a dozen of them, and there were still a bunch left.

   If there are looters planning to attack them, they have to clean up the nibblers from the lobby to the safe passage like they did.

  Even if the looters didn't fire a single shot, the people on the second floor would still hear the sound of the heavy objects falling to the ground when they executed the gnawers in close combat.

  As long as someone is left to stand guard near the exit of the safe passage, it is basically guaranteed to be foolproof.

  Qian Lai patiently said to the two rookies who had never traveled far: "It's dangerous to light an open fire here. I'm afraid we will have to spend the night in the dark. Have you brought dry food?"

  Xu Shun said.

   "Bring it."

  Qian Lai nodded.

   "That's good, there is no place for you to light a fire and cook."

  The dry food of the caravans was nutritious ointment. Although there were also wheat cakes, they were so hard that no one wanted to eat them.

  Xu Shun took out the hot steamed buns from his arms, then reached into his backpack, and took out the pickles in the jar. Cutting the steamed bun with a knife, he poured some pickles on top, stuffed it into his mouth and took a bite.

  The surrounding caravan guards all looked at him curiously, whispering softly.

   "Why is this bread white?"

   "Strange food."

   "I've seen it in their bazaar...but it's very expensive, and it costs 4 chips!"

  Hearing this, the faces of the other two guards showed surprise expressions, and they looked at Xu Shun with a hint of envy in their eyes, as if they were looking at a local tyrant.

   4 chips for a meal!

   This is too luxurious!

  Fang Chang ate steamed stuffed buns, and quickly settled them. He walked to the window and sat down. He took out the small notebook in his pocket and glanced at it in the faint moonlight outside.

   There are densely packed small characters written on it, which are all what he has seen and heard along the way. He plans to update it on the forum after he goes offline for a while.

  The situation in Qingquan City is completely different from that in the northern suburbs.

   Along the way they encountered at least two attacks by marauders.

  The first time it was five people, they shot randomly at them with iron-pipe rifles, but three were quickly killed, and the remaining two fled.

   There were a little more people coming the second time. There were twelve people in total, which was the size of a ten-man team.

   Kaiya, who was sitting by the wall, treated the wound with alcohol, cursing in a low voice.

   "These bastards! Bully guys!"

  Xu Shun looked at him and asked.

   "How come there are so many looters?"

Kaiya murmured: "It's everywhere, in those empty buildings, maybe some windows hide their eyes, and the places where the bullets can't hit don't hinder the eyes from watching. Eighty percent of the time we entered the city, they stared at us. .”

  Xu Shun suddenly said alertly.

   "Then if they surround you..."

  Kaya smiled.

"Relax man, not all Marauders turn into Bonechewers, just like not all cancer cells turn into tumors. At least a third of Marauders, ex-mercenaries, are either He killed his employer, or killed his companions. He couldn’t go back to Boulder City, and he couldn’t muster the courage to start a new life. In the end, he just didn’t do anything, and became a robber. How much do you expect such a scumbag to be? ability?"

  Wang Zhong, who was sitting on the side, interrupted and said: "Our luck is not bad. We only meet people who are doing small business. If you are doing big business, it will still be troublesome."

  Xu Shun: "...What do you mean?"

"That's what it means," Kaiya shook a bullet in front of him with tweezers, and said with gritted teeth, "Steel ball, about 6mm... Thank God, if it were lead bullets, my arm would probably be useless .”

  Wang Zhong laughed and teased.

   "That's not just a mechanical arm."

  Kaya rolled her eyes.

   "Come on, I can't afford it."

  That kind of expensive equipment is not what people like him dare to think about.

  Liszt and the vast majority of people here are in a temporary employment relationship, and only a few people can become core employees and serve the caravan for life—and this is also the motivation for their struggle.

  Looking at the intermittently displayed subtitles on the VM, Fang Chang thought for a long time, and continued writing in the small notebook by moonlight.

  【... Mercenary is a very common occupation in Boulder City, and most of the people who engage in this business are poor families. 】

  【At the same time, the severe oversupply of the private armed market has led to the extreme involution of the mercenary industry. The vast majority of mercenaries must risk their lives to earn a meager salary to survive, and this is also the root of the chaos in Qingquan City...】

  【At least one of them. 】

   Closed the notebook in his hand.

  Fang Chang was about to go offline, but for some reason, he suddenly had a vague intuition in his heart.

   It's like being stared at by something.

   Putting the pen in his pocket, Fang Chang's hand unconsciously touched the mechanical compound bow leaning against the wall.

   After awakening, he has 7 points of perception.

  Although it is not high compared to perception players, it is 140% intuition compared to ordinary people.

  Combined with the experience accumulated in the battle, his actual perception of danger is no weaker than that of low-level perception department buddies.

   Noticing the movement of his hands, Luo Guang cast him a questioning look.

   "Did you find anything?"

  Fang Chang couldn't understand what he was asking, but he could guess from his expression, so he nodded silently.

  The three guards and Xu Shun at the side immediately became alert, and they also clenched their weapons tightly, while Qian Lai hid in a safe place.

  He is self-aware of his combat power, and at the same time believes that these people can successfully deal with the predators without any action.

  Everyone is quietly guarding.

   And at this moment, Fang Chang's hand has already moved.

  I saw him raise the mechanical compound bow, and an explosive arrow was buckled on the bowstring. After counting the seconds silently, he shot a clean arrow towards the window opposite the corridor.

Spanning a distance of tens of meters, the moment the arrow shot out of the window, it burst into flames, and the steel **** caught in the paper shell flew wildly. Voices from the ground.

   "Enemy attack!"

   "It's a predator!"

  Kaya chased after the window directly opposite, while the other two watched the corridor and the door of the safe passage.

  If you don’t take the elevator, that’s the only way up.

  The predators downstairs heard the sound of firefighting and immediately rushed up from below.

Standing at the entrance of the corridor, Luo Guang held a submachine gun in his hand, and fired at the predators who rushed in. The two were killed on the spot, and the other was lucky enough to hide behind the bunker and tried to fight back, but he didn't fire twice. An arrow was stuck in his forehead, and his pupils fell back in a daze.

  Xu Shungang took aim and was ready to shoot, Fang Chang had already put away the compound bow.

   The battle is over.

   "There are still three little guys who haven't come up!"

  Kaya, who was standing by the window, raised the rifle in his hand and fired two shots at the fleeing figure. Seeing that he couldn't hit, he retracted the muzzle of the gun and spat.

   "Damn it, let these **** run away!"

  Carefully approaching the entrance and exit of the safe passage. After confirming that the predators had retreated, Luo Guang squatted down to check the corpse.

  “…I am afraid they are the same group of people we met during the day, and they have been following us.”

  Kaya couldn't help cursing.

   "What are these idiots trying to do?"

  Wang Zhong joked with a smile: "Maybe he was dizzy from hunger."

  Everyone let out a few chuckles.

  Although there was no danger, it still made everyone tense up.

  Luo Guang patted Kaiya on the shoulder.

   "There is still a long way to go tomorrow, and I will arrive at Boulder City at noon. I will sleep for a while, and I will change your shift in the middle of the night."

  Kaya gave him a reliable look.

   "Okay, boss."

  Chang Fang went back to the window and sat down. After confirming that the crisis was over, he took a look at the small book calmly, then stuffed it back into his pocket, closed his eyes to get sleepy, and prepared to log off.

  Xu Shun walked to Fang Chang and sat down.

  Of course the manager told him that when his residents are sleeping, they must do a good job of vigil and don't let anyone approach them.

  Luo Guang glanced at Fang Chang, who had his eyes closed, and then at Xu Shun, who was sitting next to him, and asked in a low voice.

   "Is he asleep?"

  Xu Shun nodded and said.

"Yes."

  According to the agreement, Fang Chang will come to change his shift around 3:00 in the morning, and he will not wake up during this time.

   "Enviable psychological quality," Luo Guang grinned, and continued in a low voice, "I just wanted to tell him that those two arrows shot beautifully."

   Among the mercenaries in Boulder City, few would use bows and crossbows if they could choose. After all, the output of this kind of weapon is unstable, and the maintenance difficulty is much greater than that of a gun.

  Only some awakened ones, considering their upper limit, will choose weapons that can better utilize their physical advantages.

  However, most of them are mainly throwing objects.

   Such as throwing knives, javelins, and grenades, these three are the most common.

  Although he is not as sharp-eyed as captain Han Long, Luo Guang can already be sure that this sleeping expert is an awakened one!

  Xu Shun nodded and said.

   "I will convey it when he wakes up."

  Luo Guang gestured that there was no problem, then covered his face with the hat, leaned against the wall, and snored after a while.

  The room fell silent.

  As if the previous battle did not exist.

  Xu Shun glanced at VM.

  There is no signal here, and the only thing that can be retrieved is the short-distance signal sent from Fang Chang's device.

   "The edge of the Fourth Ring Road... If you can walk to Boulder City tomorrow, the location here should be right in the middle."

  Xu Shun muttered in his heart, and made a mark on the map.

  The area around here can be used as a signal transfer station, and caravans from the northern suburbs to Boulder City can also settle here.

   But there are looters around, so you have to be careful.

  …

   Nothing to say all night.

  The next morning, the group continued on the road.

  As he got closer and closer to Boulder City, Fang Chang unconsciously quickened his pace, and the excitement in his heart was beyond words.

   I have been living in the Boulder City where the official website has concentrated settings!

  The largest survivor settlement in Qingquan City!

   Soon, he will confirm with his eyes what kind of surprise the game production team has prepared for the players!

  Turning a street corner, standing on a straight 12-lane elevated road, the excitement on Fang Chang's face was gradually replaced by shock.

  A majestic giant wall, as high as a twenty-story building, stands like a dam between two buildings that reach into the sky.

  The sense of coercion of the giant came to the face.

  Even a kilometer away, you can clearly feel it!

"Seeing that huge wall is equivalent to seeing the Boulder City. The road ahead will be much easier," Qian Lai said with a relieved smile on his face. "Finally, there is a warm mattress to sleep on, and you can live here." Although my house is not big, the environment is definitely much better than a hotel!"

  Also shocked by the scene in front of him, Xu Shun couldn't help but speak.

   "How many tons of cement is this?"

  Qian Lai said with a smile.

"Who knows, and it's not all cement inside, maybe some garbage or abandoned concrete blocks are mixed in, anyway, it has some history. This giant wall is mainly to deal with the threat of alien species and 'waves', but there is one thing to say, It's been a long time since a wave threatened the corner of Boulder."

  Xu Shun: "Unbelievable!"

   "It's really unbelievable, but I heard that this settlement was built in the shape of an ideal city...but the specifications are far worse."

   Speaking of this, Qian Lai, who squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, paused for a moment, and there was a trace of longing in his eyes looking at the huge wall.

   "I hope to visit Ideal City one day."

  Xu Shun: "...Ideal City?"

  Qian Lai: "Well, our boss went there once and said that it was the closest place in the entire wasteland to the pre-war society...although I bet he doesn't know what the pre-war society was like."

  Xu Shun didn't quite understand.

  For him who grew up in the northern suburbs, pre-war was a very vague concept.

  He only heard that people in that era had inexhaustible honey, inexhaustible milk, clean water, and even a bottle of clean water.

  And a series of treasures such as cans and glass bottles they picked up from the wasteland were garbage that no one wanted in that era, and no one would even take a look at them.

   On the contrary, those daunting tall buildings are the treasures that make them flock to them.

  Everything about the era of prosperity seems to be the complete opposite of this era.

  Fang Chang couldn't care less about reading the subtitles at the moment, put the earphones that the manager gave him on his ears, and excitedly took a dozen photos of Boulder City.

  Although this place is outside the communication range, the photos cannot be sent back, but it doesn't matter.

  He can save it in the VM's photo album first!

   After all, this was an opportunity he had exchanged for 250 silver coins, so it shouldn't be wasted.

   When he goes back, he has to take these photos and make a good article! -

(It's a little late, so it's convenient to pick up the next plot. If there is a typo, help me catch it. I read it twice, but I really can't find it. I can't help it. I will have a meal first and then write tomorrow's update. Brothers have tickets If you vote, I hope you can support it. I hope it is not too late to ask for votes at this point QAQ)

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