Apocalyptic Dark Age

Gao Feng never knew that Jin Neng was almost seduced by Pink Moon. Even if he knew, he would not care too much. He would only make one decision, which was to let Pink Moon leave the management forever. He did not need a scheming woman to be his assistant. Standing on the hill and looking around, every depression was crowded with men and women. People were like ants, pushing the soil away with carts along the road. Not all the soil and stones were sent to make bricks, and some were sent to the bottom of the hill for piling. The soil was sent to the hill in rattan baskets and evenly covered, and then the seeds of the wood stalk flower were planted on the soft and moist soil. Wood stalk flower is one of the most useful plants that Gao Feng believes. It can provide the most efficient fuel so far, and it can also become the best offensive weapon. It has great uses in smelting and forging, as well as heating and lighting. Gao Feng also has an idea, that is, after planting wood stalk flower, he can no longer rely on his ability to refine it artificially. Once this step can be achieved, it means that ordinary people also have the ability to smelt metals. As long as a virtuous cycle is formed, the seeds of civilization will be planted. At the foot of Gao Feng, rows of wood stalk flower seeds were buried in the soil by careful women, and then watered with a little turbid and precious water. Under the hills, naked men carried livestock dung and sent it up to become nutrients for wood stalk flowers. This was another plan of Gao Feng, fertilizer.

The civilization of this era was indeed very bleak, especially agriculture, which had regressed to an outrageous level. Gao Feng once speculated that because of the nuclear explosion, the ground was no longer suitable for planting, so agricultural technology was forgotten. After the radiation half-life ended and plants grew again on the ground, human agricultural technology had begun to regress.

The people on the ground had a very serious blockade of technology. Under various influences, the wilderness regressed to the initial stage of slash-and-burn farming. The iron plow was a miracle that shocked the people of the wilderness, not to mention the fertilizer that could make crops high-yield.

Gao Feng did not bring a notebook to this world, and there was no encyclopedia chip in his head. He only vaguely remembered some things in the library of his previous life, which were not clear, but just rough images, so he could not come up with a mature solution for a while.

But there is one thing, feces is the best fertilizer for plants, and slaked lime will ferment feces and improve the efficiency of fertilizer, but slaked lime is also a scarce thing in the wilderness, at least it is not seen in the Black Claw Tribe, so Gao Feng asked people to use feces to fertilize the wood stalk flower directly.

Standing on the hills and looking at the large fields being cultivated below, the busy crowds, and the gradually completed construction blueprint, Gao Feng felt a great sense of satisfaction in his heart. Creation is always more fulfilling than destruction. Gao Feng seems to have seen that large areas of sand dates are spreading their branches densely in the fields and bearing abundant fruits.

Each concave land was built into a water cellar for water storage. Hardworking people took clear snow water from the water cellar and poured it on the hot fields, bringing vitality to the sand dates. There are also large and small hills, and the wood stalk flowers are lush and green. This beautiful plant that no one looks down on, under the extraction of people, flows out of the precious blue liquid.

For a moment, he felt intoxicated. He was used to killing, corpses and blood, flames and destruction, which made Gao Feng feel sick. The beauty of construction and creation made him feel that he had lived in vain for two lifetimes. Only such a life had hope and only such a goal had meaning.

The next moment, Gao Feng's vision suddenly blurred, and the beautiful harvest scene suddenly changed. Countless fertile fields were rising smoke in the flames, wood stumps were removed, leaving bare hills, water cellars were filled with corpses, countless enemies rushed from all directions, howling and rushing towards the tribal wall, hundreds and thousands of fireballs streaked across the sky, and the Black Claw Tribe, as spectacular as a city, smashed down...

"Crackle..." Gao Feng's hands clenched tightly, making a crisp sound like firecrackers, his eyes were wide open, and the blue veins on his forehead popped up. This came from the killing in his imagination, which made him crazy. At any time, destruction is easier than creation. In the wilderness where the weak are the prey of the strong, the chance of this possibility is increased a hundred times.

"I absolutely cannot let anyone destroy everything I created..." Gao Feng raised his head suddenly and made a solemn oath in his heart. No matter who wanted to destroy it, he would not allow it.

The mountain wind suddenly became cold at this moment. Under the dark clouds, Gao Feng's hair was flying, and his resolute eyes pierced the sky, but he found countless black spots falling from the sky.

These black spots continued to magnify in Gao Feng's eyes, getting bigger and bigger, but the people below the mountain were shouting loudly, as if cheering something.

When the black spots finally turned into multi-faceted snowflakes the size of a washbasin, Gao Feng's face changed. He had never seen such a large piece of snow. He couldn't help but lower his head and rush down, but he saw that every slave was standing in place, looking up at the snowflakes and cheering, and couldn't wait to welcome the snowfall season.

Snowfall is the biggest celebration and festival in the wilderness. The day of snowfall means the end of the old year and the beginning of the new year. The two-month winter will give all plants in the barren western wilderness the opportunity to replenish water. Some seeds scattered everywhere by the wind will also sprout new life because of the moisture of the snow water.

Gao Feng had always heard all kinds of information about falling snow, but he had never imagined that the scale of the falling snow would be so grand and the snowflakes would be so huge. Before the first piece of falling snow fell on Gao Feng's head, he punched it away. Without any strength, the huge snowflake turned into countless tiny snowflakes and disappeared in front of him.

The seemingly huge snowflakes are harmless to people. Even if you stand still, you will not be injured. Just like the adventures in the dream world, these seemingly scary things hit people and scatter countless sparkling powdery snowflakes. , there will be no trace anymore, and the snowflakes falling to the ground will also break into pieces, leaving no trace like a viburnum.

Gao Feng let the cold snow flakes hit his face and body, waking him up from his previous irritable state. After the crowd below cheered, they paid no attention to it and were still busy with their own work.

The falling snow is just the beginning. The broken snowflakes will wet the hard soil. This opportunity is quite rare. They must seize it tightly and strive to complete the task assigned by the peak in the shortest time.

Taro is the most in favor of the plan to build a water storage tank in Gaofeng. With the water storage tank, there will no longer be a small number of Elaeagnus jujube fields that can benefit. As long as they can catch up to two-thirds of the Elaeagnus jujube production in the depression, it will be a big profit. Special profit.

It is precisely because of Taro's explanation that the pro-slaves below are so enthusiastic. Every bit of their hard work means plenty of food and clothing in the future.

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