The world of shelter under the glacier

"Beautiful music relaxes your hurried footsteps, and a sincere smile starts your pleasant journey."

"Hello fellow travelers! Today is Monday, February 2nd, Year 1 of the Glacial Calendar."

"Welcome to take our train. This train is N01. It originates from [Chengzhu Mansion] and ends at [Villa District No. 15]. Please do not eat, drink or spit on the train. Thank you for your cooperation!"

immediately.

The train screen door will close immediately.

The entire train body slowly lifted up.

3 seconds.

Only 5 meters above the ground, the train hovered.

Silent.

In an instant, the train speed reached 28ms, and it flew at high speed at this speed.

"City Lord, you want to live a long life."

"Yes, thanks to the little city lord, our family of 12 people has a chance to survive."

"Next time I will definitely bring my grandson here to pay homage to you."

Instantly.

A black line drifted across Chu Feng's forehead.

"No! Don't say goodbye. I still want to live a few more years."

His eyes couldn't help but drift to the window.

His eyes were fixed on a huge statue.

The whole body is made of copper blocks.

It emits bright yellow light all around.

9 meters tall.

Both hands were holding a large sword in front of him.

He seemed to be closely guarding the gate of the City Lord's Mansion behind him.

Protect your family.

Guard the stars.

The face is resolute and lifelike.

Looking at the distant sky, it seems that I have reached the end of the sky.

As if...waiting for this.

That's right.

This statue is none other than Chu Feng himself.

Not for fun.

Nor is it narcissism.

Instead, they rebuild their faith in the apocalyptic wasteland.

All this is not just to consolidate power.

It’s even more of a shelter point.

Only people know who brought them a stable life.

Who gave them warmth.

Who raised their family?

With a clear object of worship, slave panels can be activated more quickly to generate shelter points.

This is just one part of Chu Feng's plan to harvest leeks.

"We have reached the [Trading Market] station ahead. Passengers please get off the bus first and then get on the bus in an orderly manner."

The arrival announcement has just ended.

Immediately the corresponding introduction broadcast rang.

The female announcer said sweetly:

“Dear travelers and friends, the trading market was built on October 22nd of the first year of the Glacial Calendar. It has been open to the general public for more than three months. It has grown from a toddler to a dazzling variety of goods and is now very popular in the market. Products such as handicrafts, embroidery..."

“I would like to remind all shelter family members to abide by the laws and regulations of the Star Shelter. It is prohibited to resell food, etc. Any violation will not be punished!”

Listening to the radio and looking out the window at the sea of ​​people.

Chu Feng nodded with satisfaction.

If it weren't for a layer of ceiling that isolates the world.

This grand occasion is no different than before the doomsday.

The only weird thing is that the stall owners, vendors, and the army of buyers are all old people over fifty.

There are very few young people.

Almost extinct.

In this regard, it is not surprising that Chu Feng is better.

This strange phenomenon was caused by him himself.

All the young and middle-aged people were driven to the factory by him.

Or sweating it out on a military training ground.

Or immerse yourself in the ruins of Magic City.

As for infants and young children, there is no time for shopping.

The day's courses are fully scheduled.

At least, 8 hours.

Most of them require more than 10 hours of study.

Surviving the apocalypse is too difficult.

You must arm yourself as soon as possible to make yourself a useful person.

Otherwise, you will be ruthlessly abandoned by reality, sooner or later.

To this.

Everyone was beaten severely by Doomsday.

Very eager for learning opportunities.

None of the parents made any unusual noises.

Not even a trace.

Instead, I wish the teaching time could be longer.

Even the surviving old people took the initiative to hand over canes.

Just so that my 'pandas' can have a little more chance of survival than others in the future.

You must know that the current teaching is not just mathematics, physics and chemistry, doomsday survival skills are also a major subject.

It even ranks as the first key subject.

The train left the trading market and plunged into a long tunnel.

"Turn off the lights in this tunnel. What a waste. I will write a letter to the city lord's palace when I go back and reflect on it."

"Grandma Liu, our shelter is different. The city owner is a very capable person."

"Yes, I have already responded. The city lord has replied to my letter."

As she spoke, Grandma Li cleared her throat and straightened her slightly rickety body.

As if she was the city lord now, she said seriously:

"Cough cough cough."

"That's what the city lord said in his letter."

"Star Shelter resolutely opposes all extravagance and waste, but necessary infrastructure is indispensable to provide a comfortable travel environment for the residents. This is the basic responsibility of the city government."

Finished.

He opened the bracelet with a bang, showing that what he said was true.

Especially the last words from the City Lord's Mansion made her even more proud.

Show it to the old sisters frequently.

Chu Feng looked at the scene in front of him funny.

Since the beginning of the year, various departments of Xingchen Shelter have opened complaint mailboxes as soon as possible.

All shelter residents have the right and obligation to complain about corruption by staff, and they can also report lazy administration.

Not only that.

Chu Feng also opened the 123 complaint mailbox exclusive to the City Lord's Mansion to accept all complaints and reports.

in this way.

With Tiangong's help in screening and processing, Chu Feng can eliminate the bad apples in the official team in time.

This is just a direct benefit.

Hidden benefits are, of course, still closely related to shelter points.

The truth is that truth.

"Wow, look, look! That's the rice planting area, with more than 300 acres of planting area."

"It's golden, so beautiful... The money spent on this trip was not in vain!"

"I envy the people who work here. They must be very happy touching the heavy rice every day."

"The wind blows the waves of the rice, and the crops will be fruitful and fruitful."

"Who knows that the jade delicacies on the plate are cooked with hard work and sweat."

In the fields, the rice is already ripe.

Everyone in the carriage looked from a distance and saw the golden rice ears swaying in the wind, like a golden ocean rising and falling.

After several expansions, Star Sanctuary already has 200,000 square meters of rice planting area.

That is 300 acres of land.

Not only that.

Since Chu Feng got in touch with Longguo officials, relying on two close cooperative relationships, Chu Feng also obtained the super hybrid rice studied by Grandpa Yuan in 2030 from the Agricultural Research Institute.

Planting time is short.

Every two months, it only takes 60 days to harvest a crop.

The yield of one acre of land can be said to scare people to death.

The yield is three times that of ordinary rice.

The yield per mu is 4,000 kilograms! !

2 tons!

That's how scary it is.

300 acres produce 600 tons per season.

If you can harvest 6 crops a year, that’s 3,600 tons.

This amount of food is enough to feed 200,000 people.

Of course, only one tael is allocated to a single person per day.

No more.

But in the apocalypse, if one or two rice and vegetables are enough, you will be very happy.

Compared to the other 1.4 billion people in the Dragon Country.

A stick of cockroach cream can be eaten with relish.

This is the delicacy of the world.

This treatment is simply criminal.

Then the train passed through the [Fruit Planting Area] and [Hydroponics Area] one by one, which made everyone's eyes full.

Feeling more confident about the future of the shelter.

Especially for those young and old who have just joined, the first time is not to find their new home.

Instead, they flocked to the farm like crazy.

The difficult life of subsistence even made them forget what food humans should have looked like.

Desperately wanting to take another look.

Take another whiff.

This is the end.