Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 958 951. Base Area Behind Enemy Lines

"Don't lose heart. The grass by the river grows brilliantly and luxuriantly, and one day it will grow to the center of the desert."

When the old branch secretary Erdeni saw Luo Yihang and his group coming back covered in dust, there was no smile on his face.

Naturally, I can see that I have failed again.

Alas, it has been like this lately.

Luo Yihang smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Old Party Secretary, it's not enough for the grass to grow well by the river. All kinds of grass grow well by the river. We have to grow well in the sea of ​​sand as well."

The old branch secretary understood the significance of this thing, but he really couldn't help.

Simply, he waved his hand and said, "Let's eat first, and then worry about it after we are full. Mr. Luo's family sent some jiangshui vegetables, and at noon...it's already afternoon, let's have jiangshui noodles."

"Jiangshui noodles are good. They can clear away heat and reduce internal heat. You should eat jiangshui when the weather is hot." Luo Yihang smiled and called out to Shi Juan, Luo Hongzhi and the others to run to the village committee to eat.

He ran first and grabbed the faucet.

My body was covered with sand, even in my ears and eyes. I stuck my head under the faucet and yellow liquid came out of my hair.

Luo Yihang occupied the faucet and refused to let go. He washed his hands, face and hair at the same time, and his whole body was covered with water.

After enjoying the shower, she shook her hair, and the people around her were all wet, which caused a lot of complaints.

Cool!
If you haven't been to the desert, you won't know how precious water is.

In the village, I am still guarding the river, which is already quite dry.

During the first few days after Shi Juan came here, she had nosebleeds every night. When she woke up, her pillowcase was red. She rubbed it off and the red residue dried up with the wind.

After walking a little further into the desert, just about one kilometer, I suddenly felt like all the water in my body was evaporating and coming out of my pores. I felt like I was drying up.

Planting grass here made Luo Yihang feel like he was crazy, and what was even crazier was that grass could actually grow.

It’s a pity that life is short and birth means death.

The jiangshuicai at home is just delicious. Luo Yihang tasted it at one bite and it was made by his aunt.

Lao Luo’s pickled vegetables are terrible, and I can never make them well at home.

After gulping down a big bowl of noodles and even drinking the soup, Luo Yihang put the bowl down and wiped his mouth, finally feeling relieved.

I was busy the whole morning and when I got back it was already past three in the afternoon. I didn't eat anything and just drank water in the desert. My stomach was full of water.

I only felt hungry when I got back.

The others were similar, finishing their delayed lunch in just a few minutes.

Then I continued my previous work at the dinner table.

Shi Juan took out the collected samples, cleaned them carefully, measured the length of the roots, and wrote them down one by one.

The longest one is the one found by Luo Hongzhi, with a taproot length of 22 centimeters.

Not only is it the longest this time, but it is also the longest among these five experiments.

In the previous four times, the longest was only thirteen centimeters.

But even so, it is still halfway to touching the water.

"It's still growing slowly. It's a race against time. Before it dries up, it can survive if it touches water. Otherwise, it will die." Luo Yihang said nonsense. Shi Juan threw the pen away, shook her head, and sighed, "Oh, it's too difficult. It takes three days for the plant to germinate and take root, and it can survive for four days. It can grow more than 20 centimeters in four days. The speed is already very exaggerated."

"We are already at the shallowest point of the moist layer deep in the desert," Luo Hongzhi added.

"We waited for rain clouds and induced artificial rainfall by soaking the seeds for two days. We were lucky enough to get 21 millimeters of rainfall, which lasted for six hours," added another doctoral student who came with us.

"Results." Shi Juan spread her hands, "There is still more than half to go."

All favorable conditions have been considered.

Or not.

The fourth time, they also tried to use drones to replenish water. Luo Yihang mobilized a total of 400 large drones to replenish water continuously for 24 hours.

However, the evaporation in the desert is too fast, and human power is of no use.

The old branch secretary has been with them for the past few months. No matter when Luo Yihang and his friends come back, they always have meals to eat, thanks to the old branch secretary's help.

I was also accompanying him at this time, and couldn't help but interject, "Why don't we use the old method we used over the years to control sand and plant trees, digging deep pits, burying deep, and watering."

Luo Yihang shook his head and replied, "The method you mentioned can indeed make it grow, but it goes against the original intention of our cultivation of Malan grass. What we need is to grow it quickly, on a large scale, and in large quantities. It would be best if we could go deep into the heart of the desert and lock up a large area of ​​sand in a short period of time."

"Like the guerrillas, deep behind enemy lines." The old branch secretary understood it very well.

"Yes, deep behind enemy lines." Luo Yihang said with a smile, "The desert is the enemy, and the amaranth is the guerrillas. There is no support, no foster care, and we have to rely on ourselves to take root in the depths of the desert, stand firm, and establish a base that cannot be pushed in by sand and blown down by wind."

"Great, great." The old branch secretary applauded, then shook his head again and again, "It's difficult, difficult. Our guerrillas were able to penetrate deep into the enemy's rear because we had the people on our side. There's no such thing as our side in the desert, it's all sand."

"Of course there is water. Water is one of us. As long as we can find water, the guerrillas can survive." Luo Hongzhi also joined the topic.

But Shi Juan responded with a critical response, "The problem now is that there is no water."

Alas, it’s a vicious circle.
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While chatting, Luo Yihang had already made a decision.

"It's not a real war. If the water doesn't come, we can send it over."

"But we've tried using drones to spray water." Shi Juan expressed her incomprehension.

"Not that kind." Luo Yihang waved his hand and turned to look at Luo Hongzhi. "I asked you to contact Tiewang Leng Ning before. Have you got any results?"

Luo Hongzhi took out his notebook, turned to a page and read: "The data I got from the water balance field of the Shapotou Desert Experimental Station in Ningxia shows that using metal mesh, each kilogram of material can produce about 0.7 liters of water per day. After their experiments, one square meter of mesh, single layer, and one millimeter diameter of wire have the best effect, and the weight per square meter is 7.85 kilograms. Not counting the frame."

The so-called iron mesh condensation is the process in which water vapor in the air condenses into liquid water under low temperature conditions.

In arid areas such as deserts, the temperature drops at night and water vapor in the air condenses into water droplets on the surfaces of cooler objects.

As a material with good thermal conductivity, the surface of the iron mesh can cool down quickly at night, making it an ideal surface for condensation water.

Liquid water is then collected.

Luo Yihang calculated and instructed Luo Hongzhi, "Hongzhi, you stay and build a 100-meter by 10-meter iron net and a corresponding water collection and irrigation system. Insert pipes to directly replenish the sand layer. Discuss the depth and process with Liu Gong, who was here before, and try to mechanize the operation as much as possible."

Luo Hongzhi nodded in agreement.

The others were confused...

(End of this chapter)