While all the biopharma companies in the coalition government were trying their best to find the whereabouts of the wind chimes, no one could have imagined that the six-star candidate was sitting in a chair, contented admiring the fruits of her morning's hard work—in front of her was a mountain of wood, and in a pit not far away was a half-cut guardian spirit.

The fish pond has already taken shape, and the next step is to fill it with water and sprinkle the fry.

Song Lan, who was wearing a hard hat, was holding a tablet in his hand, on which was the planning map of the Void Farm, the artificial intelligence had already completed the farm construction, planning and other knowledge independently, and under Lu Xiang's active operation, in a few days, a batch of seeds and livestock would be sent here.

For the people living in the year 2166, agriculture has become an unfamiliar craft.

Since the popularization of nutritional injections, the coalition government's agriculture and animal husbandry have begun to be largely reduced, and these areas have soon been replaced by factories in the military industry and the biopharmaceutical industry, and now all kinds of food have become luxuries, requiring not only pre-ordering, but also a large transportation cost.

It's not a big family, and it can't support the cost of daily food at all.

As an outsider in economics, Song Lan does not understand the economic effects of replacing traditional food with nutritional injections and then replacing agriculture with factories, but judging from the methods they use to hide insect eggs in external nutritional injections, these companies have a strong enough motivation to promote the popularization of nutritional injections.

This discovery is terrifying, meaning that they can inject these mechanical worms capable of controlling human minds into most bodies at any given time.

At that time, the people at the bottom will completely become the numbers that provide them with votes in the eyes of the behind-the-scenes manipulators, or a tool to control public opinion, and according to this momentum for another ten years or so, as long as they want, they can say that the white is black and the black is white, and under the control of the mechanical worm, the people at the bottom will only brainlessly agree.

Therefore, the more times it comes, the more valuable it is that pure natural and pollution-free ingredients are valuable.

This is also the slogan of the new farm proposed by Song Lan.

"It's my first time doing farm work, and I've only seen it in popular science books in my family before."

Seeing Song Lan walking towards him, Feng Chime's face turned red and said, "Cutting trees is really interesting, much more interesting than cutting people!" ”

is worthy of being a six-star candidate, and the way to describe it interesting is so unique.

Looking at the ground full of wood, Song Lan sincerely sighed that the strength of the six-star candidate - Feng Chime alone is worth a fully automated logging team, she learned that a large amount of wood is needed, took a bag of snacks and a glass of water, picked up the knife and walked to the forest alone.

In 2166, it turned out to be still useful.

At least it's very convenient when it comes to cutting trees, and traditional lumberjacks can't compare to swordsmen who can draw their swords!

Song Lan felt that the clansmen of the wind chimes did not find the application scenario of their own unique learning, which led to the fall of the family, and if they opened a logging company, they could even compete for business with artificial intelligence.

The Guardian's actions were even more exaggerated, as she dug up the outline of an artificial lake with her bare hands directly on the right side of the farm in the morning.

Strictly speaking, along the town all the way to the east, they have now left the territory of the coalition government, but due to the remoteness of this area, there is only the Gobi Desert further along, and even the caravans will not choose this route, and over time it will become a wasteland.

It is precisely the wasteland, which is more suitable for them to build a farm here.

As for Song Lan, he has not been idle all morning, in order to speed up the infrastructure construction of the farm, he has been continuously using his abilities all morning to help the artificial intelligence quickly make the basic tools of the farm.

This is also a test of continuity and precision operability.

Fortunately, after helping Princess Lieyang remove the parasites, Song Lan realized the importance of precision operation and never stopped exercising.

If there was a panel, he thought he would have achieved a grade of B or above.

This has caused a huge drain on his spiritual energy, he has never squandered his spiritual energy like today in the past few months, and the spiritual energy consumed even accounts for one thousandth of the total, if he does not eat a hearty lunch and sleep well, I am afraid it will not be so easy to make up for it.

Song Lan sat down on the bench next to the wind chime, and the wind chime handed over a bottle of mineral water that he helped unscrew.

He took a sip and leaned back in his chair, watching through the fog as artificial intelligence and "worker bees" came and went as they moved around the contoured farm.

The "worker bee" is a new individual hatched by the Devourer after learning of Song Lan's request.

They move fast, have the strength to carry heavy loads quickly, have a praying mantis part written into their genetic sequences, and their forelimbs can be used to carry heavy loads and accurately remove pests in wheat fields.

They couldn't get their hands on a lot of mechanized farming equipment, but the magical genetic sequence of the swarm solved the problem.

In response, the Devourer proudly states that the evolution of the swarm has once again surpassed that of the machine.

These "worker bees" do not need anyone to control the driving, and can autonomously complete tasks such as watering and pest control.

And the individual combat ability is definitely much better than that of a tractor.

"It's an amazing feeling."

Wind Chime said that she has been sitting here since the wood was brought back to the farm, watching the farm be built bit by bit, giving her a sense that everything is thriving, which she has never had in the family.

"Indeed."

Although he was overloaded with spiritual energy, fatigue was left behind by Song Lan, and he felt that this was the correct way to use spiritual power.

Isn't it much more meaningful to engage in some development, or it won't be long before you can taste the products of your own farm?

On this morning, they witnessed the completion of the first farm in the 17th District, and they were personally involved in the construction process, which he believed would be a significant addition to the chronicles of the swarm.

The water in the plastic bottle is clear and translucent, which seems to represent their mood at this time.

As an ordinary citizen of the 17th arrondissement, he felt that their lives were getting better and better.

But when he thought of digging out his heart and lungs, he also had a trace of melancholy in this fullness and satisfaction - it's a pity that Mr. Chai Ke, who died young, can no longer see such a good day.

"When will I be able to raise fish?"

The wind chimes interrupted Song Lan's remembrance with great interest, and Song Lan was deeply touched, don't live in the past, but focus on the present.

Wind Chimes seems to be interested in fish farming, and has been talking about fish ponds and fish farming from time to time since last night.

"After a while, you can raise it after filling it with water."

"Okay, I'm going to take a look every day."

The atmosphere of the conversation was harmonious, and this scene was like two workers who had worked all day against the sunset, facing the results of their hard work for a day and talking about their lives.

Until, in order to continue the topic, Song Lan asked an inappropriate question, "What fish are you going to raise?" ”

"Killer whales!"

The wind chime's usual words were surprisingly shocking, and once again touched Song Lan's heart, successfully making him shake the hand holding the plastic bottle, and squirted the sip of water he had just drunk several meters away.