Chapter 118: Storytelling or Lullaby?

Shanshui Farm is in the suburbs outside the city, the distance is not far, and the zombie cleaning effect around the city is excellent, the road is very smooth, it only took thirty minutes, and everyone arrived at the destination.

Fang Wenjue felt ashamed in his heart, and he didn't even care about his new sister Lan Xiaonian, so he hurriedly got out of the car and rushed to the direction of the farmland.

Everyone in the team also followed quickly, and Lan Xiaonian kept taking out the sun canopy, plastic film, shovel and other objects from the space, just hoping to quickly enter the state and save as many plants as possible.

Although the total number of these plants is not much, at least they are the hope of planting, and they can also provide cover for Lan Xiaonian to provide vegetables and food later.

"Let's go, I won't give up, even if I freeze to death here, I will accompany my little cuties."

A slightly decadent voice came from the farmland.

Fang Wenjue looked up suddenly, and saw that a large area of fertile land was well cared for, and a huge plastic sheet covered all the fields, and the white expanse looked like a huge translucent tent.

There were seven or eight people on the huge farm, surrounded by a stubborn old man in his fifties.

"Dr. Deng?" Shi Yuchen called.

Hearing the voice, the stubborn old man raised his head and looked at Shi Yuchen with a pale face:

"Hour, you're here? I'm useless, I can't grow food, the cold winter is coming, is humanity really going extinct? ”

Shi Yuchen was not in a hurry to respond to him, but gave Fang Wenjue a look of action.

Fang Wenjue didn't dare to slack off, calmed down his guilty mood, and hurriedly turned on his dazzling holy light against the neat gray crops in the greenhouse.

Fang Wenjue is very similar to Shi Yuchen, he has always been a person who is easy to calm down and extremely patient.

He had the ability to shine on a large area of land in one go, but he was not in a hurry, but chose the small piece of land in front of Dr. Deng.

Even, Fang Wenjue's light ability shrouded Professor Deng at the edge, allowing him to personally experience this magical ability.

Because of the small area of action, the concentration of abilities, and the fact that he was more experienced, Fang Wenjue's purification speed was very fast this time, and it only took one minute and thirty seconds to purify the small piece of crop of about one square meter in front of Dr. Deng.

Looking at the half-ripened wheat that had turned yellow-green again, Dr. Tang shed tears of sadness:

"It's done, it's done, it's back, our crops are saved. What kind of ability are you, boy? ”

"Light." Fang Wenjue responded.

"And how much land can you purify in a day?" Dr. Tang has truly dedicated himself to this land. Even if the people of the farm retreat to the inner city to avoid the cold, he must stick to it alone.

In fact, Deng Yinong was desperate, he didn't know whether there was any point in persevering, people couldn't survive the cold winter, even if his crops were covered by greenhouses, the base refused to support more manpower and coal resources, and then the temperature in the greenhouses would get lower and lower, and these little guys would die sooner or later.

It's just that he doesn't want to give up, and he doesn't know what miracle he wants to wait for if he persists.

I didn't expect to wait so soon.

Fang Wenjue is a very polite and action-oriented young man, and in the following time, he chatted with Deng Yinong about planting while urging the purification of multiple lands at the same time.

Fang Qing and Xu Zhou were on the side to help, ready to use a straw for him at any time and feed Fang Wenjue energy water to restore his ability.

When the three of them were busy and the others were watching the play, Fang Wenjue tossed for three hours in the morning, took an hour to eat and rest for one hour at noon, and tossed for another four hours in the afternoon, seven hours before and after, before and after all the crops in Shanshui Farm were restored.

"Three hundred and fifty-two acres of fields, in just seven hours! Miracles, miracles! Mr. Fang, you are the savior of this last days.

No, you have to go back to the base with me, I have to apply for manpower and supplies, this farm, no matter what, it must be saved.

When you are young, you bring someone to guard this place for me, and don't let people destroy my crops.

I'm going to find Zhang Feng and ask for someone and land. We're going to plant greenhouses around Haicheng. ”

Deng Yinong was very excited, and pulled Fang Wenjue back to report, Shi Yuchen took Lan Xiaonian to accompany him, and Xu Mu took the others to stay in Shanshui Farm.

The current Shanshui Farm is a treasure land, with more than 300 acres of crops, mainly rice and wheat, as well as soybeans, corn, sweet potatoes and other auxiliary grains, as well as various green vegetables.

In the harsh environment of the last days, this crop is priceless, and if it is grabbed by other bases or wanderers, it will be more than worth the loss.

On the way back to the city, it was Shi Yuchen who was driving, because Fang Wenjue continued to use his abilities with high intensity, and after getting out of the excitement period, the whole person seemed to be drained, and he couldn't lift half of his aura, so he fell asleep leaning on the car seat.

Even if Lan Xiaonian's energy water can keep recovering his physical strength and abilities, it can constantly consume his abilities, and the burden and fatigue brought to his body are like fighting a tough battle, and he needs willpower to support it.

As a person who has not received militarized training, Fang Wenjue can last for seven hours, which is already a miracle.

But his performance is also very impressive, these more than 300 acres of fertile land, or the crops left before the end of the world, after about four months of growth to this scale, and he purified it in one day.

In other words, even if Shi Yuchen's light ability always stays at the first order, he can take care of about 50,000 acres of land at the same time.

This amount is really gratifying, like a ray of light, bringing hope for survival in this last days.

The light ability can be called a divine skill.

It's a pity that according to Lan Xiaonian's memory, several years have passed in the last life of the last life, and the light abilities in the north and south of the river are only Fang Wenjue, the only seedling, which is called the male protagonist's aura?

The aura of the male protagonist in the previous life, the magical light ability, is used to shine on Su Soft, to help her alleviate the negative state of her body after being overplayed by the ability, and she didn't think to purify the plant at all, it's just a tyrannical thing!

Thinking that in the previous life, Su Ruansoft wasted the heroine's aura Lingquan, and Fang Wenjue wasted the male protagonist's aura and light ability, it made Lan Xiaonian want to jump up and beat people, and sure enough, falling in love is the most terrifying, and it can drag people into the abyss.

Lan Xiaonian glanced at Fang Wenjue resentfully, and then silently recited the mantra of single career criticism in his heart:

The wise man does not fall in love, and the widow king slays the demon and destroys the demon!

Even after everything was settled, lying in bed after a tired day, Lan Xiaonian was still silently reciting the mantra.

Shi Yuchen smiled helplessly, and hugged Lan Xiaonian with the quilt familiarly. Without waiting for Lan Xiaonian to question, he asked first:

"Can't sleep again? Tell a story or sing a lullaby? ”

"Is this my choice?" Lan Xiaonian suddenly became energetic, and looked forward weakly:

"So, a lullaby?"

She really wants to see what it looks like when Shi Yuchen, a tall tough guy, sings a lullaby!