Take Taobao with you to another world

When the elf temporarily took off his mask to introduce himself to people, the residents of Block Nine had some more obvious reactions.No matter how difficult life is, human perception of beauty will never completely disappear, not to mention that the life of the new residents who are about to transfer to the resettlement area is not difficult—no matter compared with them at any time in the past.

The elf hopes to carry out her own activities as an ordinary worker, but her own race has its own peculiarities. A simple discussion was held within the working group, and a mutual aid group was quickly selected for her as her collection object.The elves did not consider this kindness to be robbing her of her freedom, and their recommendation was indeed a good fit for her.Then she saw the team leader, a brown-eyed girl with a burn scar on her face.

This girl is only 15 years old, and the elves learned that she is not only the leader of the second mutual aid group on the street in District [-], but also the leader of the locust hunting team in this block. At this age, she is not capable of managing more than [-] adults. Undoubtedly, but to be one of the important reserve list, she is not a person who only knows how to be meek and obedient.After being abandoned by her relatives, she brought five unrelated children to follow the large team that escaped from the lord, and finally all the members came to Marci City. This girl's courage and perseverance are dazzling no matter what era.

The elf greeted her and asked her name. Although the girl was a little nervous, she still answered her question clearly. Messedas's eyes made the communication go smoothly, and Messedas didn't feel offended—it was the same attitude she had when she was talking to the black-haired Ryuko-sama.

They didn't sit down and chat. When the elf found her, the girl had already led her team members to complete today's shift work on the street. The men replaced the water tanks in each house, cleaned the toilets, and the women cleaned the street and tidied up. After entering the vegetable garden, the children are also sent to the school and the small square by the older children in the street. After completing these routine tasks, they will go to catch insects outside the residential area together.What the elves want to know is their real life, so they happily accompany them.

The addition of the elf changed the atmosphere of the team. People looked at her secretly, even though the mask covered most of the elf's appearance, making her not particularly eye-catching.While being observed by them, the elves are also observing them.

The male to female ratio of the members of this locust hunting team is about one to three. Everyone wears the same clothes and holds similar tools. It can be seen that many members are related. Most of these relationships are husband and wife or brothers and sisters. , not an old man.The later the disaster victims who came to Maxi City were, the fewer elderly people there were.The elf knows that when people are in a group, there will be a natural repulsion to outsiders, and relatives who have experienced disasters together will have stronger cohesion and greater exclusivity, but she does not feel obvious malice in the gaze of these people. She is curious, evaluative, and a little apprehensive, and they don't see her as a monstrosity, or as a "normal woman"—an identity that's most vulnerable in nearly every corner of the world.This is not because people know her power by appearance, but because - when the elf bows her head to talk to Shara, a striking black breastplate will hang down from her chest.

Shara also has a similar brand on her chest, but it's made of raw wood.

The girl team leader doesn't talk much, but she is honest and serious, and can accurately understand the questions raised by the elves and then respond. There is no difficulty in the communication between the two.As long as the elf is willing to make a gesture, it is not difficult to gain the favor of ordinary people, so she quickly felt the kindness that the girl opened to herself.

"Life here is different from what it used to be. Many people are not used to it at first." The elf asked Shala, "Do you feel the same way?"

"It will," Sara said.

"And now?" asked the elf.

"Not now," Shara said. "We get used to things that are good for us."

"Even if the Gentiles always force you?"

"No, no one forced us," Shara said.

"The working group always sends you to work, isn't this forced?" asked the elf.

"We have to go to work, but that can't be called coercion." Shala said seriously, "If a person is sick and wants to drink hot water, it is not coercion if you give him hot water. If a person has no place to live, you give him Bricks and thatch are not coercion. A man breaks his leg and you clamp that leg up with a plank, even if it hurts, it’s not coercion. A man doesn’t know his name, he doesn’t know his age, you Give him pen and paper, let him learn to write and do arithmetic, that is not coercion either."

"But the things they make you do are more and more difficult. For example, building a house is difficult, and writing and arithmetic are not easy." The elf said, "Some people think that it should not be done by them, and they don't have to do it." Do so much to survive."

"If they can survive without doing these things, how did they get here?" Shala asked, "They can survive in their hometown, why did they come so far to Marsh City?"

"Because the Gentiles offended the wrong people, they were weaponized and thrown here mercilessly," said the Elf.

"That's because the lord wanted to harm people. They didn't take human life seriously. When the famine came, they didn't do anything. They huddled in the castle, ate and drank, and watched the peasants starve to death outside. Just like that, they thought they took up the place. "Shala said, "Only Maxi City can save people. Is this the fault of Maxi City?"

"Of course it is the fault of the Gentiles," said the elf. "Some people say that it is right for the Gentiles to take care of them. This is a kind of atonement."

Shara looked up at her, her eyes sharpened.

"Who?" she demanded, "who said that?"

"I don't know who it is, I just heard that someone was driven away just for saying such a word." said the elf.

"Who did you hear that from?" Sara asked.

"The entry inspection team has to report the population data to the communication department every day." The elf said, "I heard them talking about such people in the editing room."

Shala confirmed several nouns with her and accepted the source. "The one who was driven out deserves it," she said. "How can such a bad-hearted person come to Marsh City?"

"You think there is nothing wrong with the city of Mahi, and those who speak ill are wrong, and many people think so, but those who were driven out say that it is because you have received the benefits of foreigners, so you don't care about others Dead or alive." The elf repeated softly, "You have clearly become slaves of foreigners, but you still speak for the slave masters, you are so stupid and sad..."

The girl interrupted her in disgust: "Did they really leave?"

The elf looked at her, "Go."

The girl almost muttered in disappointment, regretting that she couldn't teach them a lesson, and she asked again: "When they left, did they have anything from Maxi City on them?"

"There should be." The elf said, "I saw that the regulations say that they need to give them a little travel expenses."

"These scum...Maxi City is too tolerant of their enemies." The girl whispered.

"Do you think they are enemies?" asked the Elf, "and will you become enemies just by saying these words?"

Shara said solemnly and solemnly: "Yes, they are enemies."

The elf's beautiful eyes curled up.

"So Maxi City found out and drove away her enemies," the elf said softly, "Isn't this a good thing?"

Shara looked up at her, and after a moment, she hummed and nodded.

Then the elf took the topic away, talked about some daily affairs, and took the initiative to mention some of his experiences in the industrial city. Not surprisingly, Shara was very interested in these.They walked through the streets while talking like this, and several more teams walked with them on the road. People greeted and laughed, and the two petite women gradually became less conspicuous in the gathered crowd.People gathered into a team of more than [-] people, and soon they walked out of the residential area, and stretches of vegetable fields appeared in front of them. People walked through these vegetable fields, passed through a hedge, and came to a piece of agricultural land. The management is much rougher, but crops are still growing here. After the farmland, there is another hedge, another piece of land, and then another hedge... They fully passed the isolation zone formed by five hedges.

Everyone could hear the sound of the wind, and after passing through the last hedge that was pitted and pitted by bites, their eyes suddenly opened up.

At the same time, the elf's ears straightened.

In front of everyone, the yellow-green field spread into the distance, and the sun was hot, but it could not disperse the gray-green dust mist hovering over the field.For that is not fog, but a whirlwind of worms.The sound of flapping wings like a storm filled the sky.

This is really not a common scene, and many people in the locust hunting team also let out a cry of wow, firstly because of the terrible disaster, but because of the provisional government's terrifyingly accurate prediction of the pest disaster.The elf stared at the scene steadfastly, until something bounced forcefully on her body, she trembled slightly, Shala turned her head, picked a locust with thick thighs from her sleeve with sharp eyesight, twisted The severed head was thrown into the pouch at the waist.The members of the locust catching team began to roll their sleeves up to their elbows and walked towards a meeting point not far away. The people in the working group were already waiting under the eaves of the wide straw shed. The people of the locust catching team pressed their fingerprints on the registration book. At the same time, he happily talked about the situation of locusts he saw, and estimated today's income.

The elf stood outside the hut with a hesitant expression.But after some hesitation, she still walked over. Shala and the other captains had already received the gauze nets and distributed them to the team members one by one. Then she led her team away from the assembly point and rushed to the vast battlefield ahead.

The elves watched them open the gauze net and walk against the wind. Countless locusts came towards them and threw thousands of them into the light gauze net. Even though they had fallen heavily, the locust catchers still held the sack high , waving grass blades around, constantly luring and driving locusts into the net, until more people jumped out of the net than they drove in, then they were tied up with live buckles and sent to the assembly point in bags. The number of gauze nets is limited, and some people squat on the temporarily sparse ground, dig up the earth and rocks, dig out the eggs, sift the dust and put them in bags. Compared with adult locusts, the unit price of these eggs is It is much higher, and some teams spent some time finding a lot of blue thatch from a distance, tied them into hollow grass cages, and then gathered around these grass cages to pick the locusts that came one after another... the last few days have been It was the peak period of the locust plague, and this biological natural disaster seemed endless. One after another, the net bags with rustling sound were sent to the assembly point, and soon piled up outside the grass shed to form mounds, but the number of locusts on the ground There doesn't seem to be any reduction in sight.

Human strength seemed futile before this disaster. The mask and forehead blocked most of the elf's face. From time to time, she looked at the field outside the grass curtain, while neatly assisting the working group to weigh, record and transport these live insects.She didn't feel a bit of frustration in the work group, nor in the people of the locust hunting team.

Noon came soon.They had lunch together. The main food was potato cakes and vegetable tofu soup. There were a lot of vegetables and tofu. Today, there were small candies and a handful of fluffy, crispy, grass rice-like food as snacks.The elf took a second look at these "fried rice", and saw the regular tiny tentacles under the rings of the arches.

"!!"

Her ears flicked straight again.

Shara looked into her ears curiously as she finished crunching the fried rice.No one changed face, and the elf didn't ask if they knew what food it was.

After lunch, most people were satisfied. After handling the tableware, the hot weather and the feeling of fullness made people drowsy. Rows of columns outside the thatched shed were unfolded, erected, and a layer was laid on the ground, creating a shady and ventilated rest area very simply. Some locusts jumped onto the curtain, but not many could get in. Some people happily lay down on the straw mats to sleep, while others still had some energy. They stayed away from the sleeping partners a little and gathered together to chat quietly.

The elf is also among them, but people don't shy away from her. They talk about today's harvest, the work points they have got, their children, acquaintances' gossip, and all kinds of rumors. Can perceive their true spirit from these conversations.She has never seen ordinary people who like to communicate and share more than people in the magician field. That is because they live in a "high-density information environment" created in their daily lives. The resettlement area in Marci City is not like this environment, but these soon-to-be new urban residents are deeply influenced by the working group, and most importantly, they get a great sense of security here.

The strength, wisdom and considerate care of the weak made the Gentiles very much look forward to their life after becoming official residents. They discussed what kind of work they would do, whether they would learn to make clothes, make shoes, burn kilns, be a coachman or a carpenter , or even better, to be selected by the working group and have the opportunity to become one of their partners, just like Shara.

The elf was a little surprised. What surprised her was that Shara almost became a nurse—in Marsh City, because the work of the medical team was directly related to people's lives, the actual status was relatively high, and the treatment area was always short of manpower. When the relevant staff asked her what she thought, Shala refused without hesitation.

"I'm not going to be a doctor and a nurse," Shara said.

Even though it had happened many days ago, the others still made some regretful voices, although they didn't feel that Shala was ungrateful.When they arrived in Maxi City, six children, including Shala herself, were infected with the disease. Fortunately, they survived after treatment. The first thing Shala did after learning to write in the ward was to treat them The medical staff wrote a letter.

"I don't hate taking care of people. I already have places I want to go." Shara said calmly, "I want to go to the farm."

"A feedlot?" asked the elf.

"That's a great place!" said the others.

Shala also nodded, "Yes. The farm is so nice. There are so many domestic animals raised there, not one or two hundred, one or two thousand, but an uncountable number. Any master's manor is There are not so many, but a working group can manage such a large farm, how amazing! And as long as the livestock take good care of them, they will grow up, lay eggs, and give birth to cubs, and they will be born from generation to generation. The meat can be eaten, the skin can be used to make shoes, the hair can be used to make clothes, and the dung can be used as fertilizer. There is no place that is not useful.”

She raised her hand, spread her fingers apart, then clenched them tightly.

"If I can raise [-] ducks a year," she said enthusiastically, "one day, all of us will be able to eat meat every day!"

"it is good!"

"Capable chick!"

"We'll be waiting for you!"

The others cheered, and the elf couldn't help smiling.

The scorching noon sun was blocked by the thick eaves, the straw screen swayed slightly, the breeze came in, the voice of the people gradually died down, and the rest area was quiet. The elf fell asleep beside her, and the elf didn’t need to rest. Although her appearance looked light and slender, the innate physical fitness of the forest people was much better than that of ordinary humans. Blank paper, unfolded her writing board.

The bell rang for the end of the lunch break, and when Shara rubbed her eyes and got up, the elf had already put the pencil back into the pencil case and was folding up the writing board.

"What's this?" Sarah asked.

"Look." The elf dropped the blank papers and handed them to her.

Shara looked down, eyes widening.Then she asked the Elf, "May I show them too?"

"Of course...as long as you don't think it's too crude."

"How can this be said to be simple!" Xia La said, she held the painting carefully and ran away, and soon, people gathered around her, making bursts of exclamation.

With the aesthetics of the elves in the past, this is indeed a crude and rough painting, maybe it can't even be called a work, but at this moment, only sketching can allow her to grasp her clearest feelings.On that piece of white paper, what she recorded was the scene of people sitting around and talking, Shara clenched her fists and made a declaration. She tilted the tip of the pencil, sketched people's clothing movements with scratches, and showed people's faces with as delicate lines as possible. Men are clapping their hands, some are laughing, some are grinning, the other is still tickling the back, the women are looking sideways at Shara and laughing, they are surrounding her, someone is holding her hand, Pressing her shoulders, there was joy and envy in their eyes, reflecting the light in the girl's eyes. Not far from them, the faces of sleeping people were relaxed and comfortable.

This is a "rough and rough" work that can strongly attract people's attention.In this picture, the elf depicts himself as just a back view among the people.Although the people here have never been trained in aesthetics, and even the language of praise is monotonous, it is not for vanity that the elves will share this immature work with them.

Even if her paintbrush is only a flawed mirror, people can see themselves—images they have not seen themselves, and have never been reflected in the eyes of some chroniclers.

"The painting is really good." Xia La took back the drawing paper that was hardly stained, "Everyone said that when they saw this painting, it was like going back to the time just now, remembering how they talked and laughed. It's gone."

The elf put away the painting.

"I'll paint it better," she said.

I will actually finish it and then make it my gift to you and you guys.

Despite the strong resistance to the dense insects, the elves stayed at the assembly point until the afternoon, until the end of today's work.The transportation team came several times to transport today's harvest. Even though the ventilation is good, after a hard day's work, the assembly point is already full of human sweat, insect juice and the smell of mud. The people of the locust hunting team are sitting in the sheds After a break, the working group made several trips in and out, and then called people together.

The work points have been registered, and today's attendance bonus will be issued next.

They opened the box, brought out the prize and put it on the table, and the spirits were lifted, but what kind of gift was it?Some shiny marbles, some pens and paper, some needles and thread, some small pieces of cloth, some sweets and "fried rice" that the elves have seen, a knife, and the like, not many in number, and very odd.People took out the wish slips from the previous day from their pockets and lined up to go forward.

The elf looked at them happily and carefully put away these meager gifts. They were really few. One person could only take three marbles, one small roll of thread, one or two needles, and only one or two pieces of cloth. A little bigger than a piece of paper, the paper and pen were given to Shala, and one person got a knife, but he couldn't make the same wish again for the next three days.

Everyone got a gift, and the bell rang for the end of work. The tired and contented people walked home in the sunset. They were covered in mud and smelled so good that they went with their companions after dinner. Taking a bath in the public bathroom—although this is a rule that the "Gentiles" have compelled people to abide by after they came to Marhi City, at least for the people in this team, they have changed from slight resistance at the beginning to enjoyment , very few people can refuse clean warm water and clean clothes, and they don't need to wash dirty clothes by themselves-the laundry shift is only once in half a month.After bathing, they will rest for a while, and go to the small square of the street when the street lights are on, and the public life at night will begin.

Shala didn't go back with the big team, she took the carriage carrying the eggs back, because she wanted to work in the farm, so the working group there would send her some special assignments, and the elves still walked with her.

The horseshoes were beating, the coachman was whistling, the setting sun melted into the sky little by little, and the twilight flowed down, turning into a breeze that blew through the hair of the elf, and the fresh fragrance wafted lightly. Shara looked at her intently and asked, "Will you be here tomorrow?" come?"

"I may not stay in this city for too long," the elf said softly.

"Oh." Shara nodded.

She didn't look particularly sad.Then both fell silent.

The elves looked at the front of the road. There were more than one breeding farms in Maxi City. The one they were going to was the one farthest from the main city and also some distance from the victims' residential areas, but the elves didn't recognize it at first.Although she saw the tall buildings with brick and stone from a distance, they were very eye-catching against the backdrop of countless low thatched houses, but the elf saw the wall that was so high above the spires of the many thatched houses that it was almost endless at a glance. When I was there, I never thought it was a farm.

The carriage turned the corner and drove onto a wider road. The steel double rails were inlaid on one side of the avenue. The silvery luster showed how frequently they were used. Other carriages appeared on the road. They gradually slowed down, because there was already After exhausting the long queue, sacks, square boxes or wooden barrels, all kinds of materials with unknown contents were moved from the carriage of the transport team like a stream, and sent to the door one by one.

The elf finally figured out what that voice was mixed in the noise of human voices, which she had noticed before but was a little confused. It was because the voice was both subtle and noisy, and also had a strange sense of grandeur, as if it had at least Ten thousand ducks are active—

...It turned out to be a real duck!

The carriage stopped, Xia La jumped out of the carriage, and held out her hand: "It's here."

The elf walked through the material entrance together with her. The staff wearing masks and gloves were counting and moving the materials. There was still a distance to go before the personnel entrance. Sharah went to hand in her homework and received a new one. During the mission, the elf took a few steps back, turned around and looked at the behemoth in front of him.

Although the elf knew that the breeding farm was one of the early completed urban facilities, she did not pay special attention to the specific information of these breeding farms compared to other important core facilities. Previously, she thought with a kind of inertial thinking that the conditions in Maxi City are limited now, and the foundation of a production base like a farm that mainly focuses on fast-growing livestock should also be relatively rough.

Compared with the other side of the road, the thatched huts are as neat as printing. The functional areas are demarcated by water channels, fences and various icons, giving people a sense of flow and an open living place. The thick walls that are higher than people’s heads block most of the scenes in the field. The feedlot looks like a fortress.

The elf stared at it for a while.

When Shara came out, she asked her, "Were you intimidated when you first came here?"

Shara answered her—with a kind of wistful delight: "I'm scared to death."

Chapter 387 One way of survival must be eliminated for a long time

The elf lived in Block [-] for one night, and the next morning, after saying goodbye to Shala and the others, she crossed the resettlement area again and came to the inspection square at the far left of the city.

This is the only entrance for foreign disaster victims to enter Maxi City. No matter where they come from, they can only get temporary identity certificates and guarantee the survival of the city only after passing through the inspection office.One of the main tasks of the patrol team around the city is to use various methods to ensure that the real disaster victims can come to the correct entrance.

This is a large area. Even though there are nearly a hundred disaster victims waiting to enter the city this morning, when they are led by the working group to enter the process, they look like dozens of beans scattered in a basket, and they don’t feel much. The pressure they put on the city.The boundaries of the different functional areas of the square are clear. Due to thousands of repetitions and continuous improvement of the various procedures for receiving the victims, the execution of the working group is as proficient as breathing, and the handling of unexpected situations is extremely fast.

They showed another power of the city at the window of the inspection square. The panicked and excited victims also accepted the arrangement of the working group meekly, went through the established procedures, and then went through a period of observation. These poor but in this era Very lucky people can start their new life.

This is a new life completely different from the past.

"Our focus is on establishing order."

The leader of the No.13 working group said to the elves.

They stood on the street behind the inspection square, with gurgling water on the side of the street, grass stalks protruding from the eaves, and there were loud noises not far away. The newly arrived victims were being arranged to live in temporary dormitories in the observation area. .

"The basic process of entry is those, we will give them two to three days to adapt, and we will also observe them, and then according to the observed situation, our grid working group will organize them ’” said the brown-haired man. “We’ve always known that organization is important.”

This well-spoken man said: "The work should start when they are in the observation area. Generally speaking, when we arrange the disaster victims to live in resettlement houses, we use families as units, and a group of 30 to [-] people. First, We ask them to choose a team leader and two deputy team leaders. For many people, this is not a skilled job, so most of the time, they will choose to draw lots to launch these three leaders. After the team leader is decided, the working group Just teach them some basic affairs, from receiving food and living supplies, to personal cleaning and starting some basic production activities, our personnel make arrangements to supervise the three people to communicate to their team members, and then lead them into action These matters are not too complicated. Our purpose is to let people accept a collective and regular life. In order for these new residents to adapt to this kind of life, we not only need considerable time, but also need constant attention from our working group , to actively intervene.

"In general, the intervention of the working group can see the effect within a week. At this time, the observation period ends and the new residents move to the next living area, and then we can start the next step of work. After they move to the next living area , our personnel will make an adjustment to their team - summarize the performance of these team leaders and deputy team leaders, guide and arrange a vote, let these new residents decide whether the three people will go or stay. The new residents at this time have already started Familiar with the way of life in the resettlement area, you don’t need the guidance of the team leader for the time being. After three to five days in this state, our working group will prepare to launch the next round of voting. In this round of official voting, these new residents The members of the group have to decide on a new leader, and the new leader has to participate in a second-level vote to propose candidates for the mayor and deputy mayor of the entire block, and the result will be decided by the block assembly. After the voting is over, vote The results were counted and announced on the spot by the working group.

"At this stage, most of the new residents have a preliminary understanding of the life in the resettlement area, know who they should contact if there is a problem, and there are several main ways to solve it. When the new residents' life requirements change from survival to making a living , our working group can start to shift the focus of the transactional work from the cultivation of new living habits to the training of production discipline.

"Due to the limited manpower and materials in the city, we lack sufficient conditions to directly train production skills, but we can still do some basic work first, for example, we can start by maintaining the basic environment of the block, whether it is catching locusts or weaving ropes. , weeding, digging ditches, or binding mats, picking up duck feathers... In fact, these tasks are of little significance in themselves, but we need to mobilize people through these tasks, from getting used to the regularity of life to getting used to the organization of work , cultivate their basic understanding of time, weights and measures, and start our literacy education. Because we have no plan to distribute land according to the head..."

The elf nodded as she listened, taking notes, but before the group leader started the next paragraph, she asked the question: "Please forgive my impoliteness, there is no plan to allocate land-doesn't this mean that at least a few Will all people lose their foundation? Then they can only get paid by serving others, can Maxi City provide jobs for so many people?"

"Most of the people living here do not have land themselves, and the most important purpose of their coming to this city is not to obtain land deeds." The team leader said, "I can explain to you some reasons for not allocating land. No. First, we have always compared the conclusions that, because of the lack of improved seeds, chemical fertilizers, water conservancy and agricultural machinery, and a complete set of planting techniques, the production efficiency of a family unit of local farmers is far lower than the single-person efficiency of our agricultural production team Yes. Food is the most important basic material for the survival and development of cities. We must choose the most efficient production methods; The customary order of the feudal society, some of which we firmly oppose and abandon. The most thorough way to free people from the shackles of feudalism should be to eradicate the soil of its existence.

"We believe that cities are for people to have a better life, not the other way around. The ability of traditional agriculture to resist natural disasters and other disasters is weak, and it is difficult for people to significantly improve living conditions through agricultural production itself. A city with production Capable cities can not only give greater support to agriculture, but also provide a safer and more convenient life for the urban population under a reasonable distribution method. Our cities have our own way of operation, just like industrial cities, there are no farmers, and cities still operate Good. And, what do you think is the work of serving others?"

"Well, maybe my description is a bit inappropriate, please let me organize the words again." The elf said, "I want to say that if the city of Marci does not allow them to own their own land, they will lose the ability to be self-sufficient, They can only rely on the city’s daily necessities to survive, and for this they must sell their own labor to the city. If we regard work points as the city’s common currency, and they obtain this currency by selling their time and strength, how can the city How about making sure that there will be a long-term and steady purchase of their labor, and that the value of this currency will be stable?"

The team leader thought about how to answer these questions.

"First of all, I want to declare to you that we are implementing the principle of distribution according to work on the basis of ensuring basic living conditions. The current population does put a lot of pressure on our work, but on the other hand, our urban construction has just started. At the beginning, we had a great need for manpower: the pier needed to be expanded urgently, the river embankment needed to be rectified and hardened, and we had to build a bridge; the city's infrastructure was less than half completed, and only some important departments on the main road could be fully completed. There are also farmland water conservancy and roads. We have to work hard for at least two or three years before we can hope to be fully self-sufficient in local food production and processing. Agricultural tractors are very helpful to our work, but we also need to see their wear and tear. Great, animal power is a good support for transportation and agricultural production, but we can't let them become the arterial blood of these production activities. We must at least have a ring railway...

"It is almost impossible for us to build a second industrial city here, but we still have to protect our construction results and build her into a city that is as perfect as possible. And so many jobs can only be done by us pioneers. Even if you add all the people in this city, you can't do it in one or two years."

"It's an ambitious goal, and I believe the