"It's nothing, it's nothing. I just took a nap and woke up to find this place like this."
Several guards excitedly waved their arms and pointed into the distance, saying, "Look, green is faintly appearing in the mist. Maybe next time we upgrade, plants will appear directly in the space."
Li Sikai raised an eyebrow and, after sensing it with his consciousness, thought to himself, "Indeed, it's true."
He nodded: "Yes, the next upgrade should not only increase the area of the space, but there may be some unusual things."
Upon hearing this, General Li became excited: "It seems this space is a treasure! Let's find a few more excellent guards later to help manage it."
This vast area is too large to be cultivated by just a few people.
"If possible, let's put some agricultural machinery inside. It's too much work to rely on manual labor alone."
I didn't want it before because I thought the space wasn't very big.
General Li nodded: "Okay. The guards should have some left over; we'll have them bring them over once we're out."
When the other alliance officials heard this, they all came over to tease him: "You've really dug out someone's most treasured possession this time. Alliance Official Xue has kept several sets as family heirlooms."
"How can he pass it down as a family heirloom? Just leave it in the warehouse and don't do anything?"
"No, that's not it. They're farming while working in the guard unit."
"Then it's better to store it in the space. At least the soil here is fertile, the plants grow quickly, the yield is high, and it is not affected by the external environment."
"Before, Xue Mengguan didn't know; he never even considered this possibility. Now that he does, do you believe Old Xue would come all the way here with drums and gongs?"
"That's true. Old Xue's hair has turned white from worrying about the food crisis. If Xiao Kai's space hadn't been top secret before, I would have told him too. He's a pitiful guy. Now it's better, he can rest assured a lot."
The group stayed in the space for a while before leaving.
Qiu Man immediately contacted Xue Junyi, asking him to select a group of elite guards and, at the same time, send a set of agricultural machinery.
Xue Junyi understood immediately. He smiled and agreed, then hung up the phone and went to take care of the matter.
At the same time, I was thinking that things must be done cleanly and neatly so that it would be easier to ask for grain later.
General Li guessed his thoughts, nodded, and accepted it.
In any case, the food in the space is used to feed the people of Qinghua, and the capital city will definitely be the first to benefit.
Whether Xue Junyi flatters him or not, the result will be the same. However, if he cooperates and supports him, Xiao Kai will have a smoother time taking over the job in the future.
News of the space event quickly spread among the various guard teams, and even survivors who didn't watch the live stream that day watched the replay later.
Everyone was overjoyed, and the entire Qinghua Kingdom was filled with jubilation. They knew that as long as space existed, they had hope of survival.
Everyone was eagerly awaiting the distribution of grain from the capital, but they completely failed to consider that a single region was far too small to support the entire nation's needs. Moreover, the Qinghe Alliance had never had the habit of supporting freeloaders.
A week passed, and then the Wenmeng official notified everyone to collect the mutated grain seeds from the base by presenting their smart bracelets.
After receiving the permits, you can cultivate the land around the base. The guard will then hire some survivors to patrol and protect the fields to ensure everyone gets a good harvest.
Furthermore, the base encourages everyone to cultivate new land. Once land is cultivated, it will be rented to survivors free of charge. Of all the harvest, only 30% needs to be paid as tax to the base, and the remainder belongs to the cultivator.
Some people were unhappy, saying that the land outside belongs to everyone, so why should the base be taxed?
Wen Chaohui didn't waste time arguing with them and said directly, "Once you come to the Haishi base, you have to abide by the rules here. Things are different now than before; you can't just make a fuss and get a solution. I've been kind enough to everyone. If anyone is dissatisfied with the base's policies, they are free to move out of the base and settle in another city."
Besides, the work provided by the base isn't without food. And patrolling and guarding—which of these doesn't require expenses? Are we supposed to make them work for free?
"If you're not happy about it, that's fine too. Just stay far away from the guards and clear the land. Don't come crying to us if you get robbed or stolen from."
Now that things have been said to this extent, who would dare to cause any more trouble? Besides, it's not like they're entirely without fault.
Those from the escort teams who had traveled to many different places also came out to persuade them: "Actually, the policies here are really lenient, much better than in other places. If you were in another city, they might ask you for 50% or even more."
Everyone nodded in agreement. Even if they were unhappy, they had to swallow their pride. Things were different now; whatever the base said went.
It was at this point that everyone realized that the seeds they had received were cultivated by a spatial ability user.
Many people were greatly disappointed and complained, "So we still have to farm our own land! I thought we could just sit back and wait for handouts."
"What a pipe dream! The space is so small. Even if we work day and night, we can't support all the survivors in the alliance."
The guard in charge of distributing the supplies scoffed, "Our Captain Li has worked tirelessly for the Alliance, he's not here for you to make sarcastic remarks. If it weren't for his space, believe me, you'd all starve to death by this year, or at most next year!"
Besides, our Captain Li doesn't tolerate ungrateful bastards.
They knew the state of resource reserves in various places, and if they didn't increase supply and cut costs, it would really be only two or three years.
The person who received the seeds pursed their lips but didn't argue. They thought to themselves, "It's just a little grumbling, is it really necessary to make such a big deal out of it?"
"Don't think that being a space ability user is so easy. You only see their glamorous public image, but you don't know the suffering they endure behind the scenes. Even if the space produces a lot of food, without the concerted efforts of the people below, we still can't survive the apocalypse."
I've never heard of any disaster being overcome by a savior. In every major catastrophe, it was only through the unity of the people that we were able to weather it safely.
As the guard spoke, his eyes reddened. His voice choked with emotion, as if expressing his dissatisfaction with these people.
These people clearly needed Captain Li's help, yet they showed no gratitude and even tried to take advantage of him. He had seen far too many such faces in the past week, and he felt indignant on behalf of their captain.
Shen Yanming and Bi Qiaoan exchanged a glance and began to stir up public opinion: "Yes, it's not easy being a space ability user. Just think about it, so many people are going in and out of your head every day, and you still have to farm. Your head must be buzzing. No one else could stand it."
"That's right, they're giving us mutated grain seeds. I heard these seeds are incredibly adaptable to the environment. Before the tsunami, the research institute bred them for so long, and they were still being distributed in limited quantities."
Unlike now, there's a large supply, everyone has it, and there's no need to fight over it. As long as we're hardworking and diligent, we're sure to have enough to eat and drink.
Upon hearing this, the survivor thought about it and realized it made sense. They couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude towards the spatial ability user.
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