The darkness of night in the dark fields is constantly driven away by the spreading lights.

These spotlights absorb enough thermal radiation energy during the day and consume very little. As long as it is not cloudy, they can basically maintain a balance between positive and negative expenditures.

Bathed in such light, tens of thousands of workers were not afraid and immersed themselves in working in the fields.

Completely different from wheat in the conventional sense, the reason why Xinghuo No. 3 wheat is so popularized in the territory is that it is planted in an extremely wide area.

Not only because of its extremely terrifying yield, which can produce about two thousand kilograms per mu, but also because of its taste.

unique!

In the civilized era, any variety with increased output will face a huge problem, that is, the taste will plummet.

The greater the yield, the more limited the nutrients absorbed by the plants per unit area are, and the worse the taste.

But this magical Xinghuo No. 3 is different. The flour ground with it will be 30% more fragrant than ordinary wheat flour no matter what kind of pasta is made.

And the higher the yield of this variety, the better the taste.

For example, the price at the Earth King's auction in previous years was hundreds or thousands of times the price of ordinary wheat!

Of course, these are the advantages of Xinghuo 3. If we want to talk about its shortcomings, it can only be that it is too difficult to harvest.

For this variety, whether it is cut with a harvester or harvested manually with a sickle, as long as the wheat ears leave the main pole, there will be a direct "explosion" effect, causing many wheat grains to be scattered directly in the field.

And this corresponds to the word "spark" in its name.

When gathered it is a ball of fire, when scattered it is a sky full of stars.

Countless wheat grains rolled down the wheat field. If the harvester rolled back and forth one more time, the wheat grains would be crushed directly.

Even as a developer, Sumo didn't think of how to better replace manpower to complete the task of collecting the burst wheat grains on the ears of wheat. He could only use manpower to push them up first and study them later.

However, we only need to collect the wheat grains on the ground. Compared with previous years when we had to both cut and harvest, and we had to worry about stepping on the wheat, I don’t know how much easier it was.

It can be seen from the happy expressions on the faces of these people in the field that they are extremely satisfied with the balance between work and income tonight!

"If only I could do such an easy job every day, I could scrape together the materials to build a strong underground shelter in a year."

"Nowadays, you still have to cultivate it yourself? Don't you want to think about how to buy a better identity?"

"Identity? That thing is too far away. The most basic identity in Tianyuan territory requires 3,000 points. I have to live without food or drink for decades before I can afford it. Is that possible?"

"You can work in official plantations. Doesn't it mean that it only takes five years to obtain status?"

"Official? If they had this harvester, maybe I would actually be willing to work on it!"

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While picking up wheat grains on the ground, they chatted.

In order to avoid being too lonely when working at night, many workers have a simple pager around their waist, which allows them to speak freely on a fixed frequency.

Everyone said something to each other. Although the work was hard, it didn't feel lonely at all.

Compared with the panic during the disaster, I don’t know how much better it is.

"The clock is turning soon. I'm going to have a late-night snack nearby. Are any of my brothers going with me?"

"I'll go. Wait for me over there at the edge of the field. It's been such an easy day at work, so I have to reward myself."

"Hey, is this a reward? I know there is a restaurant that makes a batch of fried skewers. I will go there later."

"It's so classic. You really spend it wherever you make money. This way you can save a lot in a year!"

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It was approaching twelve o'clock, and many workers who had eaten in the afternoon felt hungry and started making noises on their pagers in advance.

Especially when they smell the aromas wafting over from the night market, many people find it even more difficult to control their desire to consume and want to go there and have a big meal right away.

It is true that they also know the importance of saving money.

But if you can come to work in a private Liangfang, how many people will take care of it in the next five or ten years? Without statistics, you can know that at least 80% of the people in the company have the idea of ​​​​having a drink today and getting drunk tomorrow.

The current efforts are just to live a better life now.

This, and those who are only willing to work in official plantations, form two extremes with obvious differences.

Of course, in the eyes of the territory, the uncertainty of such people will increase several times accordingly.

Like now, as it gets closer to twelve o'clock, the guards standing by the fields become more nervous. Some of them have even put their hands on safe positions, just waiting for the riot to break out and suppressing it immediately.

"Twelve o'clock is three minutes away. Let's go. Come back after eating and continue."

Someone said something on the pager, and with a bang, dozens of people put down their shovels at the same time.

And the next second, like a tide, more and more workers began to take a break.

Some people choose to go to the night market, while others take out the dry food in their pockets and eat it with water.

Before the clock was turned, the originally peaceful place suddenly became noisy.

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"Everyone, sit still and observe martial law for ten minutes."

At 11:58, before the first person to put down his shovel stepped out of the field, a strong male voice began to sound uniformly from the speakers in all directions.

After listening clearly to what the voice said, many people panicked, thinking that yesterday's attack was about to happen again.

However, due to the clearly prohibited movement standards, everyone had no way to escape. They could only sit uneasily on the dirt and wait for the so-called ten minutes to end under the surveillance of loaded guns and live ammunition.

At 11:59, the order was conveyed. Under the surveillance of high-altitude drones, all migrant workers stopped moving. Only the harvesters in front were still faithfully performing their work, leaving behind pieces of finished crops.

Cornfield.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

There were only ten seconds left before the clock turned, and the loud bells in the town rang, indicating that the next day was coming.

But now, after hearing this strange bell, many people who knew the inside story finally changed their expressions wildly!

In the Tianyuan territory, there is a thick wall clock called the "Disaster Clock" in the center of every town.

This bell rarely rings, and will only ring during the three-day notice period before the disaster, one hour before the disaster begins, and one hour before the disaster ends.

In the past four years, this disaster bell has never sounded once every summer and autumn harvest, so that 80% of these migrant workers do not even know that this thing exists.

Only those social bulls who like to brag and communicate with locals understand the function and significance of this thing.

"Disaster is coming!"

In the last few seconds, many people wanted to pick up their pagers and communicate.

But when they picked it up, they discovered that the frequency of the call had been blocked by the escort's jammer, leaving only disorderly noise ringing in their ears.

Obviously, the Tianyuan Territory had already received the disaster information and had even made preventive preparations in advance, but they just did not tell these outsiders.

"Damn it!"

Without the only means of communication, everyone is like falling back to the isolated island in the early days of the wasteland, with uncontrollable fear in their hearts.

But no matter how they resisted, with the final thunk sound, the familiar game panel finally slowly popped up!

[Record]: Wasteland time: June 17, eight years

[Record]: Wasteland game version number: Version 6.5 (Revival of Civilization)

[Record]: It has been detected that the current game environment has met the requirement of "independent disaster". The game will launch an independent disaster plan in three natural days. The specific disaster details will now be announced to all players.

[Record]: This independent disaster is the 198th disaster in the wasteland. It belongs to: summer series disaster type; astronomical type; time type

[Record]: This independent disaster is the 9th time in the wasteland, the 9th in the summer series of disasters, and the 99th celestial disaster. Therefore, the game will set up several new rewards exclusively to encourage everyone who still insists on playing in the wasteland.

Quality players of the game.

[Record]: This reward includes but is not limited to: special attribute props (out of print), special attribute cards (out of print), special attribute equipment (out of print), special territory buildings (out of print), special territory gains (rare), etc. A large number of trading points

(upper limit: one million points, lower limit: one thousand points), to encourage players to better express their value in disaster links and complete version goals

[Record]: This disaster was officially confirmed, codenamed - ‘Hail Doomsday’

[Record]: Specific disaster information has been announced and distributed to all players' game panels. Please open the panel to view it.

[Record]: This disaster game will re-enable the ranking module, and the top ten game players will receive special rewards from the game (the specific ranking will be refreshed in real time after the disaster starts, and past rankings will be temporarily defined based on previous game results)

)

[Record]: This disaster will be the last independent disaster in version 6.5. All players must cherish this game opportunity.

[Record]: I wish all players a happy game!

Wow!

The sudden pop-up of disaster notice boards and the influx of disaster information are no longer unfamiliar to all humans who have lived in the wasteland for eight years.

Frequent disasters have occurred a full 198 times in eight years, each time representing a large amount of death and suffering.

With real-time monitoring by the escort team, many people were eager to shout and angrily denounce why the territory had concealed information until now, and why it didn't notify them half a month ago.

But when the intensive gunfire rang out, they could only sit down numbly and lower their "cheap" heads.

Yes, they are humble outsiders with no identity.

Tianyuan Territory does not have the obligation to inform disaster information in advance, nor does it have the obligation to help them cope with the disaster.

After all, this is not a welfare home for humans, nor is it the last refuge.

Like thousands of ordinary territories, it is ruthless and powerful.
To be continued...