blogombal Chapter 498 The Spark
Chapter 498 The Spark
After getting permission from Fu Xiaojian, Dou Dou practically skipped and jumped as she followed Zhou Wan to the experimental field.
Her steps were as light as a frolicking deer, her ponytail swinging back and forth behind her head.
In the end, Zhou Wan gave her some grass seeds that had already been tested, and naturally, the more the better.
Whether it's a human race or a bizarre species, there's not much difference.
However, there's no way to save land suitable for growing crops. The World Tree's current soil production is limited, and planting edible crops every week is already saving as much land as possible.
It may be a long time before vacant plots of land are allocated to others.
Fortunately, cows can be cultivated on land that has not yet been revitalized.
……
After the first batch of fresh crops was shared, everyone knew that the City of Fire had been officially established.
Starting today, they are officially free from their endless life of migration.
The polymath Mija officially began lecturing in the classroom.
Three days after the harvest, the City of Fire was hit by a rain.
It wasn't the gentle spring rain of the pre-apocalyptic world, but rather a mist that condensed and drifted down from the crown of the World Tree.
Fine water droplets seeped from the edges of the emerald green leaves, gathering in the air to form a thin, shimmering rain curtain that enveloped the entire city.
The rainwater fell on the black soil, but instead of splashing up mud, it was absorbed by the land like a sponge.
Zhou Wan stood by the experimental field, her bare feet sinking into the damp soil, feeling the soft, elastic texture beneath her feet.
"The earth's strength is rapidly recovering," she whispered, her gaze towards the World Tree filled with an almost reverent tremor.
Zou Hui squatted down beside her, the data accumulating in her notebook was still increasing.
"At this rate, in another two months, half the soil in the basin will be suitable for crop growth, and this rate is even accelerating!"
This rain was something neither of them had expected; it not only accelerated soil activation but also promoted crop growth.
"By then, the area of land we will be able to cultivate will be—"
She paused for a moment and quickly calculated it in her mind.
"Enough to feed five thousand people."
This is mainly due to the ripening ability of the Zhou Wan vegetative state sequence.
Five thousand people.
Before the apocalypse, this number might not even count as the residents of a small community, but in this era when humanity is on the verge of extinction, five thousand people represent a real city.
A self-sustaining spark of civilization that can be passed down through generations.
Xu Si felt it more vividly and deeply.
Because the temperature changed in a way that was not easily noticeable.
The World Tree seems to be starting to regulate the microclimate.
The post-apocalyptic climate was chaotic like never before, but now it seems to be getting back on track.
Fu Xiaojian stood on the city wall, his hair wet with rain.
He didn't dodge; instead, he seemed to enjoy it. Unlike the torrential rain in the water world, this rain fell at just the right time.
He looked at the World Tree in the center of the city, which was already taller than half of the city wall, at the emerald green leaves on the canopy that were releasing water mist, and at the soil that had turned from gray-black to dark brown under the rain.
"How's this batch of enhancement potions coming along?" he asked.
"It should be finished by tonight!"
These Heavenly Tiger Kings are trying to forge the entire city into wondrous artifacts, but Fu Xiaojian always felt it was unreliable, so he told Fu Ruoxue about the strange drops the hunting team had obtained and made them into potions.
"It's not appropriate to keep distributing the medicine like this!" Shao Bing said, seemingly implying something.
"Yes!" Fu Xiaojian agreed. Now that the city has been established, this way of distributing resources cannot continue indefinitely.
"However, this batch will be distributed to Zhou Wan, Zhao Fei, and the hunting team members first."
"The remainder will be kept in the internal treasury and can be exchanged later using Fire Points!"
"Torch Points? They're contribution points, right?" Shao Bing understood immediately.
"Yes, it can also be used as currency!" Fu Xiaojian said.
These past few days, he's been thinking about the Spark Point trading system. If the survival base is to survive in the long run, the trading system is definitely of paramount importance.
Moreover, Fu Xiaojian intends to open the city to the public in the future.
The growing population brings not only management problems, but also financial problems.
"That's a good idea! But the details need to be carefully refined, otherwise it's easy to run into trouble!" Shao Bing said.
"Of course!" Fu Xiaojian was truly exhausted.
"By the way, how's that Sky City doing?" Fu Xiaojian asked.
He was quite interested in Team 004.
"The current confirmed information is that they've definitely run into trouble and want to use us to resolve it. The specifics of the trouble are still unknown, but it's probably not a minor one. I suggest we postpone any contact!"
"Yes, I'm afraid they're trying to divert trouble elsewhere or seize our city. Our city has just been established and can't withstand any blows!" Fu Xiaojian said.
This is also why he temporarily suspended the acquisition of the convoy.
The ecosystem, which had only just begun to recover, was simply too fragile to withstand further damage.
Sixth day after the rain
The wheat ripened ahead of schedule.
The golden color spreads out under the lush green shade of the World Tree, like a carefully woven brocade, gleaming with a warm luster under the blood-red sun.
Zhou Wan stood by the wheat field, her hands trembling slightly.
She was in a vegetative state and knew better than anyone what this wheat field meant.
This is evidence that humanity can re-establish itself and survive on this dead land; it is the fuel for the continuation of civilization.
"Sister Zhou Wan, can we start harvesting now?" Zhao Fei squatted on the edge of the field, holding a sickle in his hand, his eyes full of eagerness.
There were quite a few people with him, such as Wang Hu, Yang Fan, Sun Dali, Xu Lan, and so on. Almost everyone had a strange object in their hands and were staring at Zhou Wan, ready to make a move.
In fact, using special features would have been faster, but everyone refused.
They were afraid they'd be finished in no time.
The main problem is that the area planted with wheat is too small, probably less than 100 square meters. It's not that the area is small, but rather that there are few seeds and little land, so the area is small.
This is, after all, the first batch of food that humans have grown since the end of the world.
The respect that is due should still be shown.
Golden waves of wheat swayed gently under the lush green shade of the World Tree, each ear of wheat growing exceptionally plump.
Zhou Wan squatted on the edge of the field, pinching a wheat stalk between her fingers. With a gentle rub, several round wheat grains appeared in her palm.
She brought the wheat grains to her nose and smelled them; the faint, sun-kissed fragrance instantly brought tears to her eyes.
"It's ripe." Her voice was very soft.
Then he looked at the group of people who were already prepared, holding sickles.
"Let's begin!"
Zhao Fei immediately turned around, walked down from the wheat field, bent down, and his sickle sliced across the first stalk of wheat.
"Click"
He had already consulted with Mr. Wu and Mr. Gou, and even rehearsed many times. This time, he finally got to practice.
"Brother Shan, don't tire yourself out, let me cut for a while too!" Xiao Luo didn't get the sickle hand in the draw, so he could only follow behind Ta Shan and see if he could pick up a leftover and try it out in his spare time.
The sound of snapping cameras could be heard intermittently from the wheat field, along with the sounds of people vying to experience the process.
Everyone is happy at this moment.
Everyone seemed to have forgotten that they were in the apocalypse.