Doomsday Wonderland

Having just walked across the entire room, even Sibaan had to take a breath before speaking.

"Your idea came at the right time." He looked at Ji Shanqing and said: "I had an idea last night about where the exit should be. After trying for several hours, I still hit a wall... But if we combine Your plan has a high chance of success."

Lin Sanjiu's blank eyes swept back and forth between the two of them, waiting for someone to explain. Not only her, but everyone else was also confused; Hoster started plowing the fields nonstop because he didn't understand.

"Did you try it last night?" Ji Shanqing was startled. It seemed that the word "last night" was enough to inspire him. He turned his head up and down, left and right, and looked around the room. He didn't know what he realized, but he suddenly realized it and raised his hand to wipe his eyelids. "You think...that's it. I was too tired last night, and I didn't hear anything after I fell asleep."

What does it mean to wipe your eyelids?

"Yes, but after searching around, I found that turning the lights on and off has no effect." Siba'an said this and shook his head slightly.

...What on earth did he do last night? When these two people were talking, they always spoke half-mouthed and half-mouthed, which was really unpleasant to listen to.

"Find an exit on the wall," Sibaan just answered lightly when faced with Lin Sanjiu's question. As for why he had to do this thing in the dark in the middle of the night that had proven to be useless, he had no intention of continuing to explain.

All in all, this is the reason why he didn't wake up until three o'clock in the morning, right?

Looking for an exit alone all night must have taken a lot of physical strength; Lin Sanjiu felt a little embarrassed when she thought that she thought he had been resting. Unexpectedly, before she could say anything, someone asked first, "You must be very tired, how about adding another food ball?"

The speaker is Lu Hua.

Lin Sanjiu looked back and saw that she was raising her head, with a somewhat involuntary smile on her face, and continued: "You really put a lot of effort into it for us...Thank you for your hard work."

Sibaan glanced at her and sighed slightly. He and Ji Shanqing looked at each other, then turned to everyone and said: "No need to give me food balls. All the food balls produced during this period, except to ensure the most basic supply, will be saved for me."

Everyone was stunned. "you mean……"

"What I mean is that I want to implement Ji Shanqing's plan and require your cooperation." Siba'an ordered - without even the slightest intention of discussing with them.

Everyone just has a different division of labor. He obviously has no qualifications to order others, but it seems to come naturally from his mouth.

However, if you don’t even know what the plan is to achieve, how can you convince the public? Just when Lin Sanjiu was feeling a little anxious, she heard Jim Sheng ask: "If you don't mind, can you explain to us...why we have to implement the strike plan? I don't know what the benefits are."

Sibaan frowned. He tilted his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly snorted a laugh from his nose and replied: "This is not a strike."

"what is that?"

"This is... a necessary measure to restore farmland. As everyone knows," Siba'an crossed his arms and said, "Our room is small, with less farmland and a large population. Constantly cultivating farmland will lead to soil erosion. In the future, the output will become thinner and thinner. To restore the productivity of the land, we must rest the farmland."

I never thought he knew so much about farming?

"So," he spoke more and more fluently, and patted Ji Shanqing's shoulder and said, "Ji Shanqing said that we have to work, but we must avoid the production of any food balls. Otherwise, we will The goal of rehabilitating the land is no longer achieved.”

"In that case..." Nuyue said hesitantly, "There's nothing we can do about it. If the land is gone, we won't be able to survive..."

Horst has not forgotten the word "strike." "Then why did he say it was a strike..."

"Isn't it equivalent to a strike to rest farmland?" Ji Shanqing immediately asked. "And it has also changed the status quo. Maybe the game will take a new turn."

Although the suspicion has not completely subsided, everyone looked at each other, nodded and agreed a few times, and seemed to feel that everything was reasonable enough now. Only Lin Sanjiu couldn't shake off a vague doubt, feeling that she had overlooked something.

"Reed Painting,"

Sibaan thought for a while and suddenly called her name. The girl was so excited that her face turned red. She quickly got up and said, "Yes, what's wrong?"

"I know you charge for repairing farm tools, and you can't lower the price for tax reasons." Siba'an seemed to comfort her, looking at her intently, and said softly: "However, in order to minimize the impact on the overall food The consumption of the ball, I want to ask you to do one more thing."

"Ah, tell me," Lu Hua nodded hurriedly, "If I can do it, I will definitely..."

"Every morning and evening, farm tools must be inspected and strengthened." Sibaan's words immediately dampened her enthusiasm and left her stunned. "Can you avoid damage to farm tools?"

"This is a lot of work..." Lu Hua asked tentatively, "Is this a voluntary inspection? No charge?"

If it is compulsory, then it is impossible for the tax collector to turn a blind eye.

However, the tax collector now clearly understood Sibaan’s intention. He immediately intervened and proactively gave them some advice, saying: “In this way, you can add inspection as an additional service to repair farm tools. In other words, the fee you charge for the two food balls from the farmer will not only include the repair of farm tools, but also the inspection and reinforcement service... In this way, there is no need to charge extra."

"Then you already owe me one day's service." Host immediately turned to Lu Hua and said.

"We have to start today." Jian Sheng reminded.

Lin Sanjiu sat aside and looked at everyone discussing each other for a while, feeling quite incredible. Sibaan's words, for some reason, held far more weight than others - so much so that even when she asked Lu Hua to do more white work, she didn't object.

Although it was not the same unity as the seamless cooperation at the beginning, at least they were finally reunited by external forces and could work towards a common goal... She comforted herself.

The plan for "restoration land" has been finalized, and what everyone should do has also been settled. Ji Shanqing gave Lin Sanjiu a few instructions, then stood up and returned to Han Suiping - he had to spend the whole day reading data. The longer and longer it takes him, perhaps it shows that the power of his consciousness is getting weaker and weaker.

Seeing him gently place a hand on Han Suiping's forehead, Lin Sanjiu sighed secretly and turned away.

No matter what purpose the gift package plan can achieve, at least he must be working hard to end the game; then, she feels that everything becomes very simple and clear: as long as everyone follows the plan, they will do what they should do and eat as much as they should. No matter how much, if they carry out the plan to the end, they will always have the moment when the clouds clear up and the sun shines through.

The next day after entering the game, it passed uneventfully just as promised. The farmers started at five in the morning, even if there were intervals and breaks during the process, they still worked for a full 15 hours; counting the last one produced last night and the output before the gift package left the field, they worked the next day. There are 51 food balls in total.

During this period, Lin Sanjiu's farm tools broke once, so he paid Lu Hua two balls. Counting the half-ball tax that Lu Hua had to pay, Jian Sheng stuffed a total of thirteen and a quarter food balls into his bag. ——So many food balls that were meant to be given away for free made his backpack full and deformed. Lin Sanjiu took one look at its bulging appearance and felt as if her heart was bleeding with reluctance.

"Everyone who works, take four pills. Ji Shanqing takes three pills today and returns to four pills tomorrow." When it was finally time to replenish the food balls, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net Siba'an ordered, "I There are only three grains at all times. I will take care of the rest."

According to him, he only needs to sit by the trough and check it, which basically consumes no physical energy. It is better to save the extra food balls for later. Lin Sanjiu didn't know whether it was enough for him to take only three pills. She only knew that as a farmer who had worked all day long, eating only four pills felt like she was suffering a slow and endless death—— She was tired and hungry. When she looked at things, the surrounding scenery seemed to be covered with a layer of blood. She really couldn't imagine how she would open her eyes tomorrow.

The only consolation is that, including the 20 kcal of public food saved the previous day, they saved a total of nineteen food balls today.

"Come on... During the farmland recuperation period, we only need 21 balls a day to maintain everyone's survival." After finishing reading the data, Ji Shanqing returned to her side and whispered: "After I join tomorrow, I can save a day." It’s enough for one day during the farmland’s rest period.”

As he spoke, he raised his eyes and looked toward the distance of the room for a while. "I think the farmland needs to be rested for at least three days to achieve the purpose."

In other words, they will have to do this for at least three more days.

She really didn't know if she could survive another three days.

For people who have worked hard all day, sleep is a sweet relief, although they can only escape from the endless labor for a brief seven hours. When Lin Sanjiu was woken up at five o'clock in the morning again, the thought of staying up until ten o'clock in the evening before she could fall asleep again forced her to wait for a while before she finally gathered enough strength to get up shakily. .

At nine o'clock in the morning on the third day, Han Suiping, lying in the corner of the room, quietly exhaled his last breath without anyone noticing.