Steampunk City [Infrastructure]

On the second day, Xiang Xi sent the Xietong clan to go up the mountain to fetch water.

The members of the Xietong clan were holding clay pots to catch the water, and the expressions on everyone's faces were even more exaggerated than yesterday's.

It was like seeing a miracle.

Rows of people, jaws dropped to the ground.

After receiving the water, he still refused to leave, and stared around the steam engine without blinking.

Before today, how many hardships they had gone through to fetch water. As a result, the water in that pipe kept flowing in front of their eyes.

There is no danger of any kind, and there is a constant source of water.

"Where did this water come from?"

"I don't know, it's too amazing."

The eyes are simply not enough.

There was a lot of discussion.

The faces were full of doubts and disbelief, and finally they turned into joy. Their Xietong clan is no longer short of water, and they have been too afraid of the water shortage recently.

Luo Zhan and Salmon were burning the boiler, looking at these Xietong clansmen who were so surprised that their jaws almost fell to the ground, the two of them laughed especially.

Salmon said, "Our tribe has never been so lively before."

Luo Zhan nodded. Their tribe is very small, and the people brought by them are probably only a small part of the Xietong tribe, but they are more than their original tribe.

So in an instant, their quiet little tribe became more lively than ever before.

Coupled with the fact that there is a camp of the psychic clan at the foot of the mountain, their tribe changed a lot overnight.

When the Xietong family finished receiving the water, Luo Zhan didn't stop the steam engine, just in time to store water for his farmland.

Seeing the continuously flowing water splashes made the Xietong people feel distressed.

Luo Zhan felt a little embarrassed when he was seen, as if he had done something heinous, "How about I stop for a while?"

As a result, everyone directly rejected it.

What if there is no more water when you stop?They have to cry to death.

Luo Zhan didn't explain, and just continued to store water for the cultivated land.

The Xietong tribe felt distressed and watched the water flow happily, until Luo Zhan and Salmon rushed the water in the water pipe to their bodies.

It seemed that a group of people wanted to beat up these two brats.

These people were still suffering from water shortage yesterday. Seeing this scene, they gritted their teeth, but immediately thought about it, they don't seem to be short of water anymore.

There was no way to change his mind immediately.

Next to him, the corner of his mouth was constantly twitching. He also wanted to clean up these two guys who were playing with water unscrupulously. Do you know how they used water before today?

It is estimated that the image of Luo Zhan and Salmon in their eyes is that kind of extremely arrogant nouveau riche.

Negative thought for a while, and said, "I see that there are still some empty caves in your clan land. I will let the Xietong clan live here. One is to protect your safety, and the other is to protect the water source..."

Water sources cannot be lost, and must be protected no matter what.

Roy nodded.

Now that the outside world has changed so much, he also lacks a sense of security. With the protection of the Xietong tribe, he can feel relieved.

Now, their tribe is also strange, there are more foreigners than natives.

As a result, the Xietong clan's camp was divided into two parts, one part was in the ruins, and the other part was in Luo Zong's clan.

The clansmen here are mostly old people, women and children, so they should belong to the logistics team.

For a large tribe like the Xietong tribe, every time they go out, the division of labor is very clear. The logistics is the logistics, and the missions are another group, which can make things more efficient.

Every day, these newcomers from the Xietong tribe used to gather around the steam pump, as if they couldn't get enough of it, obviously they couldn't understand anything.

Luo Zhan originally thought that his arable land was the secret of their tribe, but now it seems that he can't hide it even if he wants to. Such a large piece of arable land is not so easy to hide.

However, these people probably don't understand what they are doing, and they don't seem to have anything to hide. It is estimated that when the millet is harvested, these foreigners should all leave.

In fact, Luo Zhan was a little confused about some things. Even a large tribe like the Xietong tribe needed logistics to go out, but they didn't need to bring the elderly and children with them, right?

The child is still reasonable, and he learns how to survive with him.

The world is brutal and cruel, so tribal children have to learn how to adapt and survive from an early age.

But what happened to these old people brought by the Xietong tribe?

Soon, Luo Zhan got the answer.

These old people are actually the wise men of the Xietong tribe, their status is not low, and they study the fossils they got from the ruins every day. The scene made Luo Zhan tremble with fear.

Because in broad daylight, there are old people in their seventies and eighties, crying and laughing at those stones, kneeling and worshiping, with holy faces.

At first, Luo Zhan was almost scared to pee, and immediately ran to tell the manager what he saw abnormally.

"It's not good, the old people in your tribe are all crazy."

Negative Xie's face turned black, "What nonsense! They just couldn't control themselves for a while in the face of the glory of their ancestors."

Luo Zhan: "..."

It's too uncontrollable, the skin on the face is like dead wood, and it's still neurotic. It stands to reason that these old people have experienced too many stories, and it's hard to make waves in their hearts.

But it seems that such a law does not apply to these wise men. Indeed, Luo Zhan was startled by these excited old men.

Ling Xi continued, "The traces of our ancestors are recorded on those stones. As long as we can find out even a little bit from them and learn even a little bit of the wisdom of our ancestors, it will be the supreme glory, the glory..."

"The ancient tribes in the Eastern Region have always looked down on our Northern Wilderness and tribes in other regions. The fundamental reason is that hundreds of years ago, they discovered a relic of their ancestors. They learned the knowledge of their ancestors from the vague traces in the relics. From then on they High above, regard other regions as symbols of barbarism..."

This is also a fact that all tribes on the earth have to admit. The city built on the ruins of the ancestors in the Eastern Region has always been a place that everyone yearns for. It is said that only there is the place of human hope, and it is the closest to the glory of the ancestors. The place, known as the City of Hope, is sung, envied, and yearned for by all the tribes on the earth.

So, why are the elders of their tribe crazy?Does this little guy understand what a great cause these wise men are doing.

Luo Zhan: "..."

Luo Zhan looked at the more and more sacred expression on the face of the negative, and he felt that if this development continues, the negative can also become a magic stick like those old people.

I shivered, which was too exaggerated.

What is the wisdom of the ancestors?

Scratching my head, it's just some fossils that are too vague.

After getting an explanation from the leader, Luo Zhan left with peace of mind, as long as he didn't go crazy collectively.

Luo Zhan taught how to use the steam pump to the logistics staff of the Xietong clan who stayed in the clan area, because it was impossible for him to stand there every day to burn the boiler.

After several days of irrigation, the arable land has been filled with water, and Luo Zhan is ready to start breeding today.

After being busy for so long, it finally started, and the mood can be imagined.

Soak the millet in water one night in advance, and wait until the afternoon to come to the cultivated field.

Sure enough, it is still the busiest here. The old and children of the Xietong tribe like to stay here the most. The tribe is not as deserted as before, and it has a more human atmosphere.

Luo Zhan ignored them and began to sow seeds.

The current temperature is very suitable for breeding. Although the weather is hot, this cultivated land is on the shady side of the mountain, which can just block the direct sunlight.

Salmon is also helping, and Salmon also knows that the people in Xietong are foreigners. In the end, their tribe has to rely on themselves, and these grains are the hope of their tribe. He has eaten the porridge cooked by Luo Zhi.

The breeding of millet is not too difficult. Luo Zhan secretly checked the information. If the temperature is not enough, it needs to be covered with a film to keep it warm. But their place is a volcano, and the temperature is enough even at night.

This temperature is very suitable for farming.

There is a place specially cultivated for breeding on the cultivated land. The water just overflows the flat soil, and the soaked millet is evenly sprinkled on it.

The millet is sprinkled on the mud and just soaked in a little water, so it is the easiest to germinate.

At first, the Xietong people ran over curiously to take a look, but they were a little bored because they really didn't know what they were doing.

By the time the sowing was over, it was already evening, and Luo Zhan wished to arrange every stalk of millet, so it took a little longer.

Luo Zhan and Salmon laughed very wickedly, only they knew what they were doing now.

In a world where food is generally scarce, they are doing something earth-shattering.

The two went ashore, and the salmon was playing with a water hose, smiling like a little squirrel, surrounded by a group of envious children with eye totems painted on their foreheads.

The adults of the Xietong tribe used to tell them how precious water was, and they would be punished if they wasted a bit, so they didn't dare to play with water.

Salmon blinked and said restrainedly, "How about playing together? It's very cool."

He has no children, because the children in the tribe did not play with him in the past, and the beast that disliked him was a frog. He used to live alone, so suddenly there are so many fresh peers, and Salmon is also nervous.

Luo Zhan didn't care about the salmon who was trying to make friends, and walked aside during the break time, where there happened to be a few old people who were frowning around a fossil.

Luo Zhan walked over, those old people frowned slightly, and finally said nothing. They also knew that Luo Zhan solved the imminent difficulty by supplying them with water. Of course, the most important reason was that Luo Zhan and the leader reached a Among the conditions, Luo Zhan and the others knew that a share of the results of the ruins would be given.

In their minds, Luo Zhan looked at it for nothing, the relics of the ancestors were so mysterious, how could they be so easy to understand.

"What is the meaning of this painting?" One of the old people said with a wrinkled face.

The old man's name was Mr. Lu, and Luo Zhan had heard the group of children call him respectfully, and he had a very high status.

"This slate is the clearest. If we don't understand it, the others are even more..."

moan and groan.

What countless ancient tribes have pursued for generations is right in front of them, but they just can't understand it, so don't worry.

Luo Lan poked his head and glanced curiously. Is this the sacred wisdom of ancestors that Lie Xi was talking about?

He would like to see what so many wise men are studying together.

Just seeing this, Luo Zhan was dumbfounded.

Just... that's it?