My Post-Apocalyptic Territory

"A bumper harvest?"

Chen Haiping was taken aback.

Could it be that Director Tang doesn't understand planting and therefore thinks growing crops is easy? Even disregarding whether the crops can survive, by the time they mature, the shelter will have long been deserted.

However, looking at Tang Yu's confident demeanor, Chen Haiping felt that it didn't seem right. These days, whenever the director showed this kind of look, wasn't he always confident?

He felt a little dizzy for a moment.

"No rush, no rush, let's go to the place where we used to grow crops first."

There is a gap between the two villa areas, east and west. Walking along the path between the two villa areas, you will find a valley.

This is where crops used to be grown.

Apart from the entrance, the valley is surrounded by steep peaks. Beyond these towering mountains lies the forest behind, but the terrain is treacherous, and for the demonic beasts to cross these peaks is no easier than crossing a city wall.

Therefore, as long as the valley entrance is guarded, this place is very safe.

No wonder Wang Tai planted crops here.

As you look out, you can see patches of cultivated farmland, and occasionally a few crops growing.

However, most of the area had been trampled by the demonized beasts, leaving messy traces everywhere. Even though Chen Haiping had already had some people clean it up, it was still a chaotic mess. The area already lacked sunlight, soil nutrients, and fertilizer, so the crops weren't growing well. The demonized beasts had essentially ruined them.

"These crops are indeed beyond saving, but..."

He thought this place was really good, but the soil wasn't fertile enough, there was a lack of sunlight, and the crop growth cycle was too long.

These are not problems, as long as there is a safe enough place. This is not only to guard against the mutated beasts, but also to guard against the survivors.

One day in the future, when the crops mature, if they are planted in a wide-open, difficult-to-manage area, Tang Yu might be able to guarantee that some survivors won't have any ulterior motives.

He never underestimated the inherent flaws in human nature.

So.

Next.

Tang Yu selected an area, opened the system panel, and slid to the resource building list.

Chen Haiping followed closely, his face showing some anxiety.

He couldn't figure out what method Director Tang would come up with.

However, the food problem can no longer be delayed.

Suddenly, he saw Tang Yu's expression turn serious, his gaze fixed on the ravaged land before him, and his hand outstretched.

What is this...?

Chen Haiping felt a chill run down his spine, and his gaze became fixed on that piece of land.

The next moment, many pieces of wood flew into the air from the open space—these were branches and wood scattered everywhere after being destroyed by the demonized beast. Countless grains of sand and gravel also gathered together, and soon a three-story building resembling a mill appeared in the open space!

"this!!"

Although it wasn't the first time I'd seen this scene, it was different from when the city walls were being built.

The scene of the city wall rising was magnificent, but it didn't have a complicated shape. The windmill in front of him, however, had intricate patterns on its windmill that he couldn't understand.

Chen Haiping looked at Tang Yu's outstretched hands.

Just like.

These hands.

It transformed into a pair of invisible giant hands, sculpting the entire building.

It's extremely fast!

This ability was beyond his imagination.

He couldn't fathom such a level.

Even after the mill was established, the changes did not stop.

These invisible hands swept across the ground, spreading outwards from the mill as the center. The land churned, the uneven surface was smoothed out, and furrows appeared. Soon, this land transformed from a scene of devastation into cultivated fields.

Eight acres of farmland, plus a mill in the center, make up the entire farm!

This change happens in the blink of an eye.

"The farm is complete, consuming 500 units of source crystals, 150 units of wood, and 50 units of stone."

Wood and stone are both readily available.

A mere five hundred source crystals are enough to feed the hundreds of survivors in the shelter, and even more.

This is for long-term development.

Landlord Tang said it was too cheap. He was a man with more than 10,000 source crystals. If it weren't for the waste of building more, if two more farms were built to fill the entire valley, the harvest would surely be quite spectacular.

The power of habit is immense.

Having experienced many shocking events, Chen Haiping's tolerance for shock also increased rapidly.

It's just building a house, isn't it?

In the apocalypse, is it really that strange to build a house with some kind of cheat code?

As the head steward of the shelter, he was now more concerned with practical matters. "Director, is there anything special about these farmlands?"

"These farmlands contain special energy in their soil, which makes crops not only easy to grow, but also promotes their growth."

"As for the speed..." Tang Yu pondered for a while, "It's probably between ten and several dozen times faster, depending on what crop is being planted."

Actually, he doesn't understand either; he just makes things up.

The purpose of the farm is to accelerate crop growth. As for the principles, soil changes, etc., he just knows that this soil is no longer ordinary soil and that the crops can mature quickly, and that's enough.

Are the others important?

Tang Yu continued, "In short, let's arrange for the survivors to plant crops first. The fields here are very fertile, so it's an easy job. We can assign it to the survivors who perform well."

Chen Haiping nodded in agreement.

Even with his strong resistance to shock, he almost couldn't withstand it.

It could accelerate crop growth by ten or even dozens of times. Before the apocalypse, this would have been a fantasy, and even now, it still seems unbelievable.

Anyone else would probably find this unbelievable.

Chen Haiping had been here for a while and knew that Tang Yu wouldn't joke about something so important. He was now estimating how much food these few acres of land could bring to the shelter.

He soon ran out of calculations.

Even with a growth rate of only ten times, it would be more than enough to supply the nearly one hundred survivors in the current shelter, and there wouldn't be any problems even if the number were ten times greater.

Even if the shelter grows and the number of survivors increases in the future, with such farmland, there will never be a shortage of food here.

One farm isn't enough, so we'll have two, three, or even more.

No wonder Director Tang has always been so confident about establishing the shelter.

If before today Chen Haiping thought there was hope of establishing a small shelter here, then after witnessing Director Tang's casual gestures and the transformation of the city walls and farmland, he knew that even developing it into a medium-sized shelter for tens of thousands of people was not without hope.

This place has skilled fighters, city walls, and food; in some aspects alone, it completely outclasses a medium-sized shelter.

With the food problem that had been weighing on his mind resolved, Chen Haiping planned to call two trustworthy survivors over the next meeting to come and plant the seeds.

He suddenly remembered something, frowned, and said, "Director, the number of survivors in the shelter is increasing, which has created some management difficulties, especially with the arrival of outside awakened individuals who are unruly and difficult to control. If this continues, I'm afraid problems will arise."