Chapter 59 Shed
Mo Fei quickly put into practice the idea she had in the Baishi city area, about getting everyone to farm together.
When Lin Jiyuan came out with the "boys' dormitory", he saw Mo Fei and the children digging in the snow opposite.
Mo Jiayue transformed into a fire bear and rolled around in the open space. The snow quickly melted into water wherever it passed, revealing the original appearance of the land underneath.
Mo Feize and Mo Jianian each held a hoe and hoeed the ground back and forth.
There was also a basin and several buckets next to them.
The pots are filled with plastic bags containing seeds of various colors, and the bucket is filled with slightly blue water.
"Uncle Lin! Look, my ability to control my transformation has increased again."
Mo Jiayue rolled around and rolled directly to Lin Jiyuan's side.
As he approached Lin Jiyuan, Mo Jiayue retracted the flames on his body and turned into a tall brown bear with thick hair. The fire in his eyes turned into water, and he looked at Lin Jiyuan with a bear-like smile.
"Be good." Lin Jiyuan took out a B-level crystal core from his pocket and placed it on the little bear's head. "Keep working hard."
Mo Jiayue stood upright on all fours, happily spinning in circles with the crystal core on his head. It was a bit like an acrobatic performance.
"Hey, why do you only call me brother and not me? Have you forgotten who is going to give you mental counseling every few days?" Lin Jiye shouted beside him.
"...But." Mo Jiayue looked at Lin Jiye and stepped back a few steps on all fours. "Sui Bingbing told me that you are a bad person. He said that you invaded our sea of consciousness and took away our food when we were not paying attention."
"???" Lin Jiye's head was full of questions, "Who is Sui Bingbing? Could she be that Shenjing Bing?"
Mo Jiayue nodded honestly, thinking that Sui Bingbing had so many nicknames. She was called "Taotie" by her mother, "Hey" by Uncle Lin, "Shenjingbing" by Sister Mianmian, "Rice Bucket" by Uncle Laizi, and "Shenjingbing" by Brother Jiye.
She still named it better, but it was based on the name Want Want Crushed Ice.
Mo Jiayue's beast transformation was a variant of the fire system, which was supposed to be incompatible with the ice system of Combustible Ice. So she didn't like Combustible Ice at first, but after Combustible Ice saw Mo Jiayue transformed into a flame bear, she became particularly close to her.
Normally he was very protective of his food, but he was very generous with Mo Jiayue. Sometimes he would suddenly disappear to the mountains and kill some mutant animals, and then he would share half of it with Mo Jiayue.
Even the crystal cores and combustible ice, which were very precious to the townspeople, were given to her in large quantities. She was not so kind to anyone.
The only strange thing was that sometimes, Ran Bing would ask Mo Jiayue some inexplicable questions. For example, how many years have you been a spirit? Which cave do you practice in? How dare you change your true form at will? It was really hard to understand.
However, in Mo Jiayue's opinion, those who are willing to give her things are good people.
Her affection for combustible ice was growing day by day. Apart from her family and Lin Jiyuan, combustible ice was her favorite now. Lin Jiye was not ranked behind.
Lin Jiye was so angry that his hair was about to explode when he listened to Mo Jiayue's description.
But Ran Bing, this dead man, actually slandered him behind his back! !
He was afraid that Combustible Bing wouldn't have enough to eat this morning, so he saved half of his own porridge.
"Where are you going?" Lan Chengyin asked hurriedly when he saw Lin Jiye walking into the house angrily.
"Drink porridge!" Lin Jiye shouted very loudly.
"Porridge? What porridge?" Some people are like Cao Cao, they do what they say.
The methane hydrate slid down the slope not far away just like skiing.
He moved closer to the crowd and sniffed around:
"Is it the preserved egg and lean meat porridge we had this morning? Didn't my eldest brother tell me that he had eaten it all? Is there any more? Can I have some? Where is it? Is there any kind-hearted person who wants to give it to me?"
No one paid any attention to him.
Combustible Ice moved closer to Mo Jiayue, who had transformed back into human form:
"Tell me, little bear, where is my porridge?"
Mo Jiayue hesitated and glanced towards Lin Jiye.
"Oh my god, it's you. My great man, my Bodhisattva, my angel, my Superman, I am willing to offer you my most exquisite praise..."
Combustible Ice opened his arms happily and ran towards Lin Jiye.
"Don't come over here—" Lin Jiye's eyes widened, "Ayuan! Good luck sister! Save me!"
Two women passed by not far away.
They were holding two basins of clothes. One of the women stopped and said, "It would be great if my little treasure could live too?"
Another woman patted her on the shoulder:
"Don't even think about it. Our child is not destined for that."
"How could a monster survive? My little treasure is so smart, so cute. And so young. If these people had come earlier, my little treasure would not have died." The woman murmured.
The other woman felt that her words were a little wrong and immediately covered her mouth:
"What are you talking about? Let's go back."
They were the two people who were locked up in the small dark room with the monkey and had their hands crippled.
He was originally just an ordinary person, but thanks to the water from the ancient well and Mo Fei's meals, he recently awakened his special abilities.
But their special powers were very ordinary and had little killing power, so they kept helping other survivors wash clothes in exchange for some daily necessities.
"Let's go." The woman followed the other woman.
Their footprints, one in front and one behind, were left on the snow.
Lin Jiyuan ignored his brothers' farce and walked over to Mo Fei.
"You plan to open up wasteland and cultivate the land."
He squatted down and observed the soil on the ground.
The soil in Hexi Town is reddish and yellowish, but the soil under his feet is black.
This shows that this is not the original soil.
The soil here was replaced silently by Mo Fei.
"Yes." Murphy lowered his voice, "I want to try. You must have discovered that many old foods have spoiled after experiencing extreme heat. Even if we find them, it's useless. Sooner or later, we'll run out of food."
"How can these ordinary seeds survive in this kind of weather? The place we live in now is like the Antarctic in the past, with low temperatures, frozen soil, and very short light hours." Lin Jiyuan came to the basin again. He picked up one of the bags and saw "spinach" written on it. The other types were leeks, chrysanthemums, and black cabbage.
It is not difficult to see that the vegetable seeds selected by Mo Fei are all cold-resistant.
However, no matter how cold-resistant it is, it cannot withstand the temperature of minus 40 degrees Celsius.
"My mother said that we just need to modify the seeds." Mo Jianian didn't say anything at first, but after hearing what Lin Jiyuan said, he picked up a bag of spinach seeds and poured them into the bucket.
Lin Jiyuan naturally knew what kind of water this was.
He had seen this kind of water before when he went underground in the ancient well with Mo Fei and Peng Yuan.
He had also seen this kind of water in the diet that Murphy gave them.
This water contains energy that is no less than that of a supernatural crystal core.
Lin Jiyuan had long thought that the reason why almost half of the survivors in the town had awakened their superpowers and their superpowers upgraded so quickly was all related to this water.
It is transforming the human body imperceptibly.
Unplanted seeds are lifeless. They cannot die or evolve as animals and plants in nature do. They can only be artificially intervened.
Soaking them in water containing energy is Mo Fei's artificial intervention.
No wonder she said to give it a try.
"I'll help you." Lin Jiyuan didn't say anything else. He took the hoe from Mo Fei's hand.
Lin Jiyuan and Mo Jianian were silent as they dug out a piece of land of about 30 square meters each.
Then they mixed the layer of black soil that Mofei had spread on the surface with the original soil.
"I'll sow the seeds." Mo Fei took out the soaked seeds and scattered them on the ground one by one.
"Do you think there are any singers who have evolved their vocal abilities? For example, if I sing 'Planting the Sun', there will really be one more sun in the sky. My spinach will receive more sunlight. If I sing 'In the Fields of Hope', wheat will grow in our fields." Mo Fei suddenly had an idea.
"Isn't this similar to my ability?"
I don't know when Wei Xuemin came over and squatted beside me to talk.
"That's true. Think quickly, what ancient poem is suitable for this situation?"
Mo Fei's eyes lit up and he looked at the Chinese teacher with great anticipation.
So Mo Fei, Mo Jianian and Lin Jiyuan all stared at Wei Xuemin.
Wei Xuemin wiped his sweat and said, "Actually, I was just passing by."
"Teacher, don't be modest."
Primary school student Mo Jianian was the one who respected his teacher the most, and he squatted obediently next to Wei Xuemin.
“……” Wei Xuemin turned his face away silently. He couldn’t lose his dignity as a teacher in front of elementary school students.
"Then I will show my ugliness!" Wei Xuemin stood up and said:
"The green pond is full of fragrant grass and clear water, and the spring scenery has all passed through the rain. I know that the flowers have all fallen, and there are many butterflies in the vegetable patch today."
"This is a poem by Gao Qi, a poet from the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty. He is known as the best poet of the Ming Dynasty." Mo Jianian listened very carefully.
This poem was not in the textbook, but he had seen it before on a set of Chinese language papers for the college entrance examination a long time ago. It was a poetry appreciation question. He especially liked the last two lines of the poem. Spring is over, but it is still full of vitality. Could it be that Teacher Wei was looking for the image of the vegetable patch here? Mo Jianian guessed.
Mo Fei, on the other hand, had a look of relief on his face, thinking, look, what an excellent child.
I gave birth to it... Never mind, it’s not my child.
I raised it. Well, it seems like I didn’t raise it before.
As Mo Fei thought about it, he thought of the unlucky original owner.
If the original owner was still alive and able to survive the natural disaster, he would probably have raised Jia Nian and Jia Yue well.
After all, she is different from the original owner.
"Mom? What's wrong with you?" Mo Jiayue found that Mo Fei was in a daze, and his eyes seemed to be abnormally red. She immediately became alert, thinking that some mutant bug had flown into Mo Fei's eyes.
"It's okay." Mo Fei shook his head.
As soon as she finished speaking, Wei Xuemin's ancient poem had already taken effect.
The ancient poem image that came randomly this time was clear waves!
Although it didn't snow today, the sky was gloomy, the clouds were thick, and the wind was blowing.
Now the warm sunshine is pouring down from the sky, shining on the small puddles formed by the melting snow. Qingbo refers to the sparkling appearance of the sunlight on the water surface.
The buried seeds are quiet, as if they are quietly absorbing the hard-earned sunlight.
Unfortunately, Wei Xuemin’s supernatural powers did not last long.
He is now a level 2 psychic, and the ancient poetry imagery is only effective for 2 minutes.
"Can you recite it again? Let them get more sunlight." Murphy asked.
Wei Xuemin shook his head: "No. I can't recite the same ancient poem within three days. I can only recite this one three days later. But now I can recite two ancient poems a day at most. I think there are more suitable ones. But if you want to farm, why don't you build a greenhouse?"
"You make a lot of sense."
Mo Fei held his chin in his hand, thinking about the feasibility of the greenhouse.
To be honest, she has become accustomed to the convenience that space brings her.
I am more used to things that rely on space for everything.
For example, she thought about using the water and soil in space to transform the water, soil and seeds in the real world, hoping that the transformed soil and seeds could survive in such a harsh environment.
But what if she has no space? As an ordinary person, can't she grow crops using the methods used before the disaster?
"But how do we build a greenhouse?" Mo Fei asked humbly.
She believed that with seeds improved by the space river water, black soil, and greenhouses, the whole town would be able to reclaim wasteland and cultivate the land.
"Read more books and newspapers. I have a book called 'New Rural Crop Planting Encyclopedia' which talks about this. I'll get it for you."
Wei Xuemin adjusted the legs of his glasses and felt that his temperament as a people's teacher had returned.
Mo Fei asked the children to promote the event to the people in the town.
When they heard about the plan to build a greenhouse, everyone in the town came to attend the lecture.
The lecture was held in the town government's large conference room, which also had a whiteboard for writing.
"If this can be done, we won't have to worry about having nothing to eat in the future."
"That is, isn't it safer to grow vegetables than to go out and run around?"
Wei Xuemin saw that everyone had come and sat neatly in the conference room, and he felt a little tearful. There were 123 children in the primary school in the town before. But none of these children survived.
Now Wei Xuemin feels that these children seem to have come back again.
He walked to the front, opened the part about greenhouses and started talking about it seriously.
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