Doomsday Super Farm

"So far...most of the more than 90,000 people in Nancheng City have been moved to evacuation sites. The parliament and the military and police departments call on all compatriots who have not yet been transferred to arrive at the evacuation sites as soon as possible to avoid another disaster..."

On Nancheng's local online live broadcast, the official host repeated the council's decisions and calls over and over again with great dedication.

Li Tianran had already seen in the news about the attack on that village and town, and he felt a little heavy. He killed the giant crocodile, which was regarded as revenge for the dead people.

I hope that the more than 1,300 undead souls can rest in peace under the Nine Springs!

It is naturally impossible for Li Tianran to transfer.

It is no exaggeration to say that there is no safer place than his farm in Nancheng at this moment. If some blind beast king really comes to attack here, he doesn't mind having to cook hot pot twice, grill some skewers and so on...

After eating the meat of the evolved crocodile king, Li Tianran's lv3 beef and mutton he raised no longer taste good. If the two levels are converted, then the taste of the evolved beast's meat should be the same as that of lv4 crops.

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"Crash..."

Li Tianran opened a delicate box, took out the tea leaves and put them into a cup. After soaking in water, he quietly waited for the aroma of the tea leaves to gradually dissolve.

The meat he ate today seemed a bit salty, making him feel a little thirsty...

This is the narcissus tea he grew himself, which is a type of oolong tea.

The aroma is fragrant and the taste is mellow.

Li Tianran picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp, and then sighed: "I wonder how much a cup of tea like this would cost outside?"

Water has always been a necessity for the survival of all living things...except, of course, tardigrades.

It is conceivable that when the water quality of most of the world's oceans and underground rivers is polluted, normal drinking water will be in great demand.

There are two major freshwater rivers in Yanhuang territory, both of which are concentrated in the south. Previously, the "Dragon Diversion Project" was built to dig canals to transport a large amount of water resources from the south to the north. This was a huge project, and the waterways dug almost ran through the entire border between the north and the south.

Wire!

A large number of water storage stations were built along the water routes of the Dragon Diversion Project. Many experts and scholars have previously criticized this project as being costly and with little effect. However, at this time, these countless water storage stations came in handy.

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Although the water quality of the Tamsui River at its source has changed suddenly, the independent reservoirs in these water storage stations have not been affected. The water stored in this huge project that can run through the entire national border is enough to support the citizens of the country for normal drinking for forty-five days!

But forget about bathing, cleaning, etc. These precious fresh water can only be used for drinking, and cannot be so luxurious that it is wasted casually!

Of course, even if you drink, you won't be able to drink as unscrupulously as before. The amount allocated by the state per person per day can only maintain the normal functioning of the body.

But this is lucky enough!

In contrast, the Guyin Kingdom adjacent to Yanhuang was not so lucky...

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The Guyin Kingdom, which directly borders the Yanhuang border, is filled with an atmosphere of despair.

Different from Yan and Huang, the national conditions of ancient India implemented a caste system!

The upper castes, who account for 10% of the country's population, sit in high positions and enjoy 90% of the country's resources and wealth, while a large number of low-caste people live in dire straits, struggling on the edge of life and death every day.

Since the world changed, the upper castes in the ruling class have mobilized most of their troops to the capital to protect the safety of the upper castes.

And the low-caste villages and towns that had lost the protection of the army and the supply of resources were already littered with corpses half a month ago, a scene like hell!

A low-caste town three thousand kilometers away from the capital New Delhi.

Robbery, massacre, and viruses are the themes of this town!

Mutated beasts, bandits, and violent armies have tortured this once vibrant town until it was like an old man on the verge of death, with only his last breath left...

There used to be nearly 30,000 people living in this city, but at this time, not even 5,000 people survived.

Most people died in the famine and viruses brought about by the first era of destruction. The high-caste people robbed everything, and the low-caste people could only eat the irradiated crops. As a result, most of them got sick and died.

Some people directly mutated and caused some chaos and then died as well.

Here, mutilated corpses can be seen everywhere on the streets.

Although the army did not abandon this place, they had no intention of protecting these people. They just did not want to give up the city's strategic position. As for the life and death of the residents in the city, these soldiers did not seem to care...

In a dilapidated house, a thin black boy walked out wearing a thick cotton coat taken from the dead body. His face was full of numbness and sluggishness, his lips were chapped, and his stomach made a strong "gurgling..."

Even if he was wearing four or five layers of cotton-padded clothes, he still couldn't cover up the sound of hunger.

He hadn't eaten for three days. He was tortured by a strong sense of hunger, which made his steps shaky and he began to experience auditory hallucinations in both ears.

But what's worse than hunger is thirst.

Since the second world change, he could not find a clean water source. The rivers on the edge of villages and towns had been polluted. He saw with his own eyes several people using iron pots to boil ice cubes smashed from the river into water.

After drinking the water, they all died in great pain.

This left a very strong psychological shadow on him.

He wrapped his coat tightly and stepped forward, constantly entering and exiting the empty buildings on both sides of the street, trying to find some food and clean water.

But two hours later, he still found nothing.

He sat slumped against the wall and glanced at the military post in the distance. He mustered up the courage to stagger over and knocked on the door of the post. He stammered: "Is anyone here? (Hindi)

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With a bang, the iron door tied with thorns opened, and two uniformed soldiers came out. After seeing the black boy, their eyes showed contempt: "It turns out to be a black dog boy... Get out of the military port and go back to your doghouse."

go!"

"Please, give me some food and water... I just want some compressed biscuits and enough water for one person. It's best if you can give me some medicine." The black boy trembled: "I have a younger brother.

, he is so sick that he is about to die..."

Before the black boy finished speaking, the butt of a gun fell down and hit him on the head!

Buzz!

The black boy felt something fishy and sweet in his nose, and his body fell heavily to the ground!

"Despicable low-level man, get out of here!" the soldier cursed unceremoniously, and then kicked him a few times with his big-toed military boots: "If you don't get out of here, I'll kill you!"