I build nuclear bombs in the giant world

Ian sorted out a sleeping place and went to check in with the soldiers.

Soldiers were responsible for maintaining order in the settlement, so he went there to register his residence so that no one else could take his room.

For the time being, it is better to settle your own residence first, draw the design of the waterwheel, learn more about the interpersonal relationships among the refugees, and find out who the carpenter is.

Tonight's dinner hasn't been served yet. There is a river very close to the farm. Many people are stepping barefoot in the river, trying to catch fish.

This is not an easy thing. Many people work all afternoon but fail to catch a fish.

Ian found ropes and bamboo joints, and made a simple fishing trap using the inner ring embedded in the outer ring. He placed it upstream of the river and planned to come back tomorrow morning to see if there was any harvest.

The resources nearby are quite rich, with lush vegetation and beautiful environment.

Food was not hard to find. He dug two bamboo shoots, picked some mushrooms and tea tree leaves, and picked a bag of red berries.

Although there is no meat, it is enough to satisfy your hunger.

He picked up firewood, lit the fire with flint, peeled off the shells of the young bamboo shoots, held them on bamboo skewers, and roasted them by the fire.

At this time, the noisy Eren, Mikasa and Armin came back.

"What should I do? Only Mikasa caught one fish." Armin said worriedly.

"It's all because of your poor fishing skills." Allen carried firewood: "If you hadn't disturbed the fish, we would have had a good meal tonight."

"Eren, you didn't catch any fish either." Armin said aggrievedly.

"You guys, let's eat first, and I'll go take a look at the river later." Mikasa handed over the fish in her hand.

"How can this work? It's already dark!" Allen said loudly: "Mikasa, you can eat by yourself. It doesn't matter if we are hungry all night."

"Otherwise, I go find Uncle Hannis. I heard that he is here too. The soldiers must have something to eat." Armin suggested.

"But..." Allen hesitated.

"There's nothing I can do. If you're hungry on the first day, you won't have the energy to work tomorrow." Armin said.

The three people walked over noisily, suddenly stopped and looked at Ian.

There was a bonfire burning at Ian's feet, and the fresh bamboo shoots were steaming out under the flames, giving off a pleasant smell.

He was eating berries, each one fresh and green. The taste of the berries was sour, and the sight of them made people salivate.

Compared with the stunted grass carp in Mikasa's hand, although Ian's side was all vegetarian, it looked particularly rich, especially since he had prepared everything by himself and enjoyed the dinner calmly.

Allen suddenly clenched his fists, feeling that he had completely lost to Ian.

There were obviously three of them, but they couldn't do as much as Ian could do alone.

Look at the bed made of banana leaves and straw, look at the shelf made of branches and bamboo knots, look at the warm bonfire and the fragrant bamboo shoots roasted, everything is so orderly.

Ian had prepared all this before they came back. In comparison, Eren just took Mikasa and Armin and wasted an entire afternoon's energy in the river. It was clearly at night, but they didn't even have a bed. Get ready, except for Mikasa, the two of them have made their clothes all wet. How are they going to conquer the giant if this continues?

"Have you been catching fish all afternoon?" Ian couldn't help but ask when he saw their embarrassed appearance.

"Yeah" Armin scratched his head.

"Come and warm yourself by the fire. If you wear wet clothes, you will catch a cold. If you are sick, you won't be able to work." Ian invited.

"You don't need to pity us!" Allen waved.

"Humans are social animals." Ian picked up a bunch of grilled bamboo shoots and ate them: "Humans are powerful because they know how to cooperate and use tools. A village is made up of village chiefs, hunters, carpenters, merchants and farmers. Being composed, accepting help and asking for help is also a very important skill. For a hunter who is responsible for hunting, you can't ask him to make furniture like a carpenter, can you?"

"Come and sit down. I happen to have something I want to talk to you about. I can share the food with you. In return, you have to answer my questions."

"I always feel that you are so mature, Ian." Armin warmed himself by the fire with his upper body bare and his clothes hanging on the rack: "You may not look much older than us, but you can say such reasonable things."

"I used to be a serf and was sold to a farm when I was six years old." Ian said calmly: "After I was six years old, I never saw my parents again. Since then, I have learned to survive alone."

"Really." Armin looked at the bonfire: "You are indeed very powerful. My parents were killed by giants. To be honest, I don't know what to do now."

"Eat, it's all roasted." Ian brought the roasted mushrooms to Mikasa.

"Eren." Mikasa handed the mushroom over.

"Thank you." Allen said awkwardly.

"I just heard you talking about Hannis. He must be a soldier from the garrison. Do you know him?" Ian asked.

"We know each other." Allen looked unhappy: "Why do you ask?"

"I hope you can introduce me to Mr. Hannis." Ian said: "I invented an irrigation agricultural tool called a water wheel. I hope Mr. Hannis can help me promote the water wheel to the refugees in the pioneer land. "

"Waterwheel? What is that?" Armin asked.

"To put it simply, it is an agricultural tool that can use the flow of water to rotate. It can automatically guide water to the ditch, and can also use the power of water to turn the grinding wheel."

"What's the use of that kind of thing?" Allen said disdainfully: "No matter how much food we have, if we don't kill all the giants, sooner or later humans will become extinct."

"That's true." Ian said: "But have you ever thought about what the government will do if the food from reclaimed wasteland is not enough to satisfy the refugees?"

"What will happen?" Allen asked.

"Armin, can you understand?" Ian asked.

Armin nodded with a solemn expression: "The government's intention is to ensure social stability as much as possible. I'm afraid it will find ways to reduce the number of refugees."

"That's right." Ian replied: "At that time, most of the refugees will be sent to Wall Maria to let them fight the giants to relieve the pressure on food. This is my judgment. I don't want to Things like that happen, so I want to promote waterwheels.”

"No matter how much food we have, we can't kill all the giants, but food can keep us full and give us the strength to fight the giants. One day, humans will defeat the giants."

Eren, Armin and Mikasa all stopped chewing and looked up at the child sitting in front of the fire. His blue pupils reflected the flames, as if they were the fire burning in his heart.