Global Wasteland: Unlimited Upgrades for Vaults

Taking advantage of the preparation of the first wave of gun cotton and the process of cooling and solidifying, a general transaction and cooperation details have slowly begun to take shape in Su Mo's mind.

Chapter 197 Seed Selection, Historic Cooperation!

"If I want to travel thousands of miles to pick up my sister, I must first have enough ammunition. Only ammunition is the guarantee of travel safety!"

"Therefore, in the first wave of planting, we can find a way to start with cotton, and strive to get enough raw materials to make tens of thousands of bullets and explosives!"

Other types of plant seeds in the market are basically being swept away by a large amount of capital. In this chaotic market, dozens of shelters have spontaneously formed a big alliance to buy and sell a specific type of seed.

But there are only a few kinds of plant seeds, and no one cares about them now!

Among them, cotton seed is one of the most typical.

In the early stage when everyone was not full enough to eat, planting a crop like cotton, let alone the difficulty of sowing cotton with sufficient moisture, said that the economic benefits without transportation conditions and demand are extremely low!

"No one buys cotton seeds, but I can get a cheap one and grow a lot of cotton. Not only can I make fire cotton, but I can also make clothes."

"When everyone's first set of clothes is almost worn out, maybe they can be brought to the trading market, and there will be a big wave of dumping."

Pressing his mind, Su Mo didn't go directly to the trading market to buy, but secretly recorded this item in his diary.

Now, it's not the craziest time in the seed market!

"If I had 100 million points, I would be able to scan the goods. It's only in the early [-] points, so I still have to hold back."

After looking at the market with greedy eyes, Su Mo finally resisted the urge to buy directly when he found that a pound of cotton seeds only needed 100g of food, and turned to study other crops.

Before the welfare disaster comes, the difference in seed prices will never reach the extreme until the last moment!

If a large number of cotton seeds are purchased, they will definitely be discovered by those with a heart, and these "financial wizards" will intervene and raise the price crazily.

On the contrary, at the last moment, they started to sweep up a large number of goods, and when all the "funds" in the hands of these people were occupied, it would be Sumo's showtime!

Plus, the craziest seeds on the market right now are three familiar varieties on the planet.

Potatoes, spring wheat, and...premature rice.

Among these three, spring wheat, the most prominent, has reached the exorbitant price of one catty of seeds and ten catties of grain, plus the courier fee, which is absolutely prohibitive for ordinary people.

"The price of spring wheat is too high, and it is impossible to plant it in large quantities. At this moment, I want to plant and harvest plants in large quantities"

"There is only the last road that belongs only to me!"

Such a market, even Sumo was unexpected.

The more people on earth survive, the harder it is for the market to be predicted by humans.

I continued to look at the prices of all the plants on the side, and after making sure that the prices were familiar to me, the game panel was automatically closed with a thought.

In the diary, Sumo began to prepare the seed reserves in the current base:

It was the first time to recover the deep-sea refuge, and the game drew a lottery, and the "strong disaster resistance" version of wheat seeds was drawn, totaling 25kg.

The second time a large number of boxes were unpacked, and a total of 50kg of dry rice seeds with high yield and low disaster resistance were opened from dozens of copper treasure boxes.

Three new varieties, rewarded by the New World, received a total of 5000 high-nutrition Huaxia No. 500 large tomato seeds, 15g of plump and juicy Chinese cabbage seeds, and [-]kg of high-yielding garlic seeds.

These seeds are all the reserves of the current shelter. It is more than enough to plant five acres of black land, but it is a bit stretched to cooperate with the candlelight shelter in the west.

But it's not that there is no way to open the situation at all, it's just that there are risks involved!

"As long as I can grow excellent-level crops by virtue of my title at the first moment of disaster, and use the first day to repeat dolls after harvesting, I may be able to produce a large number of excellent-level seeds for the next day , Expand production on the third day."

"But this situation is still too risky!"

"The best situation is to get the "time currency" mentioned by Zhong Qingshu in advance, so that we can try to cultivate it before the disaster strikes."

It takes 100% effort to grow high-quality crops. Sumo doesn't know what the consequences will be, but it is definitely not an easy task to devote all his heart and soul to this simple mechanical labor.

As for the upgrade, I tried to scan it with the system, and found that the seeds were the same as the ordinary props before. After I couldn't recognize them at all, Su Mo had no choice but to give up this path.

"Don't be impatient. After preparing enough bullets tonight, drive the excavator directly to the Candlelight Refuge in the west tomorrow to negotiate in person!"

"One prospers all, one loses all. I hope they can also understand this truth!"

With a sinking heart, seeing more and more gunwool at hand, he moved the stool aside, turned on the machine tool, and put in materials.

Sufficient power, good materials, complete assembly line...

The extremely neat bullets were engraved with Sumo's unique mark, and the collection boxes that obediently bounced into the ground were collected neatly.

Seeing that more and more 7.62s were manufactured, after a long absence, Su Mo lay down on the chair in front of the workbench and closed his eyes.

The sound of bullets popping into the frame is not neat, it can even be said to be noisy.

But it is such a voice full of "power" and "power", that in the wasteland of the last days, it is much more at ease than quiet.

...

The moon sets and the sun rises.

When the morning sun first appeared on the horizon, the biological clock of the wasteland for many days also made Su Mo slowly wake up.

From lying on the chair to lying on the table, this sleep naturally made Su Mo's back ache, but his heart was extremely comfortable.

Two big baskets, a full 6000 rounds of yellow-orange bullets are in front of you.

In the nose, there is still a metallic taste that has dissipated!

After taking a greedy breath, he waved his hands, and the lion-man's wind came automatically, taking away all the smell and dust, and the three underground floors became extremely clean again.

He took out the psionic water and drank it, and with a very stretched waist, Su Mo stood up and walked to the second floor.

Since inheriting the godhead of the dog god, although Oreo's IQ has not changed, it has become more and more humane.

When they found that Su Mo was sleeping, they didn't bother to come over. Even the parents, like the parents, played on the second floor by themselves with noisy sparks.

After routinely checking that there was no danger within a kilometer around the shelter, Sumo opened the gates of the shelter one by one and returned to the ground.

The sky is bright and the air is clear, and the wind is comfortable.

The morning sun just rightly brings warmth to people, the blue sky and white clouds blend with each other, and the coldness before seems to gradually recede.

In addition to the white snow, it is hard to imagine that two days ago, there was also a blizzard that could destroy half of the human race.

The dirt path leading to the black land is slightly wet under the moisture of ice and snow.

"Okay, very good, this kind of wet land is just enough for sowing, and every plant can get enough water and nutrients!"