Chapter 331: Shelter
Food was indeed very important, but Fang Luo did not promise to solve the food problem.
More than a million people.
In his own space, he can only produce less than 100,000 catties of food every day.
However, with the blood of the Yan people, Fang Luo would not watch millions of innocent Yan people starve to death.
Just now, Lu Wenjun talked about growing food.
Lu Su is a wood-based ability, and if he cooperates with Xue Qianqian, he may be able to increase the yield of grain.
"Lu Su,"
After thinking about it, Fang Luo said, "Come and find me in the evening." β
"Huh?"
Lu Su, who was picking up vegetables, shook his hand, and the chopsticks fell on the table, and his cheeks turned red.
Grandpa, aunts, aunts, and even children are here, although he has already prepared himself, Fang Luo actually said it in such a big way.
Shame on you.
She was speechless.
"Don't want to?" Fang Luo asked.
"Why are you bowing your head, your cervical vertebrae are broken?"
Lu Wenjun has been a soldier, he is still a veteran, and he has a straightforward personality, but when he saw his granddaughter bowing her head and not speaking, she secretly said that her granddaughter really didn't know how to cherish the opportunity.
Fang Luo is the one who even the goddess has to call the master.
"Don't say yes yet."
"Got it." Lu Su pouted in shame.
Eaten.
Lu Wenjun immediately said to one of his daughters: "Xiulian, go and clean up Susu's room and add a pillow." β
"Yes, Dad."
Xiulian immediately ran to tidy up the room, she had just eaten Fang Luo's beef, and she was also happy with Fang Luo now. I was envious and relieved to Lu Su in my heart, if it weren't for the fact that this was my niece's man, and I had a husband, I would have been moved.
I don't know if my niece knows how to please men.
Go back and teach her a few tricks.
"Hey, what's hard under the pillow, it's ...... Anyway, she won't need it in the future, so she took it. β
Fang Luo had a strange expression on the side, this Lu family was really good to themselves, they were just going to let Lu Su farm, but they planned to let themselves farm.
A few more small talks.
Took a shower and walked into the room.
found that Lu Su was already waiting in the room, his head buried in the quilt, and he trembled obviously when he heard the footsteps.
Fang Luo couldn't help but smile.
A handful of them went over and lifted the quilt.
"Ahh
Lu Su exclaimed in surprise and put his hands on his chest.
"How did you wear your previous clothes......"
Fang Luo looked at Lu Su with a wonderful expression.
This set of clothes is the maid outfit that I asked her to wear when she was still in cold storage. When she left Los Angeles, she was in the same car with her.
The cracks in the stockings are still there.
She actually kept it until now, and put it on, Fang Luo couldn't help but have a wonderful expression.
"You, what are you looking for me?"
Lu Su was strong and calm, pretending not to know anything, but he was actually tense.
"What?"
Fang Luo sat on the bed with his butt and condescended: "There is a big matter that I ask you to help with, it is related to hundreds of millions of lives, I don't know if you are willing to help?" β
Lu Su's face turned even redder.
"I'm a doctor,"
Lu Su pretended to be calm and looked at Fang Luo, with a serious look: "It is my duty to save lives, and I will take in as many patients as possible." β
Fang Luo couldn't help but smile.
"Then please trouble you, a doctor, to treat the people of the world."
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Following.
The weather was even colder than before.
The Lu family had already prepared breakfast, a pot of hot rice porridge, and leftover beef from yesterday.
Fang Luo gulped.
"Hahaha, little brother Fang Luo, I really worked hard for you yesterday." Lu Wenjun himself was able to heal himself, and he was almost fine overnight, but his energy was not fully recovered.
"Just call me Xiaofang."
Fang Luo waved his hand: "Unfortunately, I will take ten or eight more." β
"Huh?" Lu Wenjun was stunned.
"I'm talking about Xu Zhisheng." Fang Luo swallowed the beef in his mouth and added.
Lu Wenjun breathed a sigh of relief.
Wiped a handful of sweat.
If it was the previous Lu family, there were indeed so many people, but since the end of the world, the Lu family has suffered heavy losses, and some women of the Lu family with special abilities have been sent to the front line by him.
As a result, the Lu family is now withered, less than 20 people.
Otherwise, there is no matter of the Xu family.
However, he still praised: "Xiao Fang is really capable." β
"Bastard."
Lu Su glared at Fang Luo with disgust.
Yesterday, he said that he was ready to save hundreds of millions of lives...... As a result, he took himself to farm, and let himself grow 100,000 catties of grain in one night, and he was half tired to death.
But after planting......
"It hurts, help you press the massage, I rarely press it for people."
"But, I don't hurt here, don't press here."
"It's all swollen, and it doesn't hurt."
Why is this bastard so domineering, Lu Su couldn't help but think of the most ridiculous time, across the door, Fang Luo was like that......
After eating.
Fang Luo said, "Grandpa Lu, is there any big warehouse?" β
"Warehouse?"
Hearing Fang Luo call himself grandfather, Lu Wenjun was happy in his heart, but he still asked, "What do you want the warehouse for?" β
"Store the grain."
"Storing grain?" Lu Wenjun was overjoyed, "Do you have food?" β
"Hmm."
"I can put it in my cellar." Lu Wenjun said that he was going to take Fang Luo to the cellar.
Fang Luo stopped: "I'm afraid it's not enough here." β
"Not enough?"
Lu Wenjun swallowed his saliva, the cellar of his own house is hundreds of square meters, not to mention that Fang Luo can't say enough?
How much food is this?
Looking at the posture, at least 5,000 catties will have to go up, and maybe even 10,000 catties.
At least tens of thousands of people can be saved.
"The vault also has a warehouse."
"Take me to see it."
Let's go to the shelter together.
The shelter is huge, accommodating millions of people, and according to Lu Wenjun, it was expanded and renovated by the FΓΌhrer himself.
It's 20% the size of the capital.
Say it's a refuge.
However, this is a small society, an underground kingdom.
There are simple houses inside, with different small groups, small gangs.
There are also people who are doing all kinds of business, peddling clothes, food, their own ......
Fang Luo saw a stall where the price of a small bowl of rice turned out to be a 3-day slave.
Being a slave means that everything during this period of time is ordered by the master, and no matter what you do, you cannot resist.
Death during this period is not the master's business.
As soon as I came in, I saw a few survivors who had starved to death, and they were carried out.
Miasma.
Some of the survivors around turned their heads to look over when they saw the glamorous Fang Luo.
However, they did not dare to approach.
Some high-level witch hunters are often disgraced, Fang Luo is so glamorous, and there are several strange women around him, obviously his identity is not ordinary.
"It's such a mess, you don't care?" Fang Luo looked around.
"I can't do it."
Lu Wenjun sighed: "Most of our strength needs to be used to resist zombies. There are millions of people here, and it is not easy to manage, at most we can only prohibit them from killing, and the rest is difficult to manage. β
Fang Luo nodded.
Truly.
Millions, not thousands, hundreds.
How many people can't even manage a class of dozens of people, let alone in the last days, when there is an extreme shortage of materials.
If you don't have enough supplies, you can't manage a manor of 30,000 people.
"Where did they get their food, and what do they want slaves for?"
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