Wasteland Development Diary

After the installation of the light suppressor, Emerald City's energy replenishment visibly accelerated.

It activated periodic lighting in every room, resembling a giant LED dot matrix screen from afar, with individual lights turning on and off, like a fluorescent billboard testing its functions.

This was actually Emerald City conducting a room-by-room inspection of all the buildings.

Five days later, Emerald City completed 10% of its energy replenishment.

It erected a ring of high sand-stone walls rising from the desert, clearly defining the boundary between the Wasteland Company's office area and the external public areas.

In addition, Emerald City repaired the entire building's wastewater drainage system pipes, extracted and absorbed groundwater, and began officially supplying tap water, both cold and hot.

The various functions of this high-rise building were rapidly recovering.

However, Zhou Yi was most concerned about the operating status of the light suppressor.

Since this set of equipment needed to be placed in the Dead Sea area, even if only in the shallow sea, it was under long-term exposure to the Dead Light. Although Warrior Crabs were guarding it, there were still unpredictable potential risks.

Whether it could operate stably in the long term was still a question mark.

Zhou Yi would go to observe it every day.

Currently, the light suppressor was normal, operating at full power, except for a bit of noise.

After starting this device, its energy maintenance was taken over by Emerald City, so there was no consumption.

It's always good to be prepared, Zhou Yi was already considering getting a spare set. Any device has its lifespan, not to mention that this light suppressor was running at full capacity 24 hours a day, its wear and tear would probably be even greater.

Where to buy it from became a new problem.

Emerald City also said: "If multiple light suppressors could be obtained for simultaneous charging, the efficiency would be higher, and the wear and tear on the device would be less."

Zhou Yi wanted to try Cui Mao.

He was a Tianjin Knight, seemed alright, and was stationed in the only nearby city, Sandport. He should have channels for purchasing equipment related to enhancers – at least know how to buy it.

To go to Sandport, one had to pass through the Death Dunes occupied by the Antlion. Without chicken feathers or blood to pacify them, one had to fight all the way through.

Anyway, sooner or later, trade would be conducted with nearby cities, so it was better to clear the Death Dunes early and forge a path.

It could also level up the Warrior Crabs.

Zhou Yi began to prepare for a westward hunt.

Now was the time when Light Seeds were scarce, and Antlions also caused the ground to desertify, making it impossible for various plants to survive. There was no need to talk about sustainable coexistence with these guys; it would be better for everyone else if they didn't exist.

Just as he was preparing to mobilize his troops, A Jin suddenly came over.

"Chairman, I have something to report."

The boy had a slightly embarrassed smile on his face: "You asked me to find someone who knows how to grow mushrooms in Mao Valley Town. I found three people, including Mr. Gong, back then. Now one of them wants to join us. What do you think, can he come to work?"

Zhou Yi remembered that, besides Gong Zheng, one of the other two was called Cao Dayuan, whose mushroom growing skills were second to none, and the other was Brother Feng, who was good at raising Mao Valley Worms.

Cao Dayuan was a conservative and refused to leave the cave town. Brother Feng was going to the neighboring Chickenhead Town, saying he had promised the agricultural group there, so he declined the invitation.

"Which one is it?"

"Chairman, it's Brother Feng. Like me, he doesn't have a formal name, just called A Feng."

A Jin said.

Four days ago, A Feng took the worm king he had raised and went to Chickenhead Town with a merchant. A man named Brother Bo in the agricultural group there said that if he could raise Mao Valley Worms two arms long, he would pull him into the group.

After spending half a year, A Feng finally did it.

After arriving, Brother Bo said: "Brother, I was just kidding. Wow, this worm of yours is really good. If it grows a little bigger, it might shed its skin and grow armor. Why don't you sell it to me? Name a price, but don't be too high."

A Feng repeatedly confirmed, only to realize that the other party was completely talking nonsense.

Brother Bo told him: "Brother, not that I'm saying this, although Mao Valley Worms are your local specialty, who eats worms in Chickenhead Town? Just chicken feed. Everyone drinks chicken head soup, at least there's meat. Worms are just for raising chickens."

"What you think is a good thing, no one cares about here at all."

"Do you know how precious the quota for the agricultural group is? Guaranteed income regardless of drought or flood, 3000 mushroom coins a month, two meals included, and living in the agricultural group's house. A bunch of people in Chickenhead Town are eyeing it. Every time they recruit, who isn't trying to find ways to get in?"

"That kind of good thing, how could it be your turn?"

Brother Bo shook his head, revealing a meaningful smile. He then said: "A Feng, you can raise worms and sell them to the agricultural group as chicken feed. That's a path. According to Sandport rules, after three years, you'll have the opportunity to settle in the city."

"But even living in the mountains outside Chickenhead Town is much better than your Mao Valley Town cave, isn't it?"

"That ghost place of yours, let me tell you, even merchants don't want to go there, so poor it's beyond words. There are no women there, they all ran away with the merchants. Why? Because they don't live like human beings."

"People, it's better not to daydream all day long, be down-to-earth. A Feng, if you persevere for a few years, maybe there will be a turning point, right? Also, how much for this worm? We're brothers, make it cheaper."

"Not selling? Are you stupid? Only we here can buy your worm, otherwise who in Mao Valley Town can afford it?"

"Brainless, no wonder you're poor for life."

……

A Feng returned to Mao Valley Town with his worm.

He found A Jin and asked if the Wasteland Development Company wanted to buy the worm king he had raised.

A Jin didn't dare to make his own decision, after all, A Feng had rejected the company's recruitment before, so he came to ask Zhou Yi for instructions.

Zhou Yi didn't think it was a big deal.

In the era he lived in, it was normal for workers to reject offers, changing jobs was as common as eating and drinking. If it was a good fit, they would come, if not, they would leave.

"Bring him over."

"Yes, Chairman."

A Feng was a young man with a large frame. He was very thin, with long hair and a scruffy beard. Coming into the bright room of Emerald City, he was a little nervous, his eyes not daring to meet Zhou Yi's, only looking down at his feet evasively.

Zhou Yi said: "Let me see the worm king you raised."

The other party opened the basket covered with rags and grabbed a large earthworm about 1.5 meters long from inside. This Mao Valley Worm was dark brown all over, curled up on A Feng's arm, its body lazily wriggling slowly.

"It ate a lot of mushroom stalks and leaves to get this big. It's the biggest worm ever raised in Mao Valley Town."

Speaking of the worm he raised, A Feng had a hint of pride on his face.

Through [Alert], Zhou Yi saw that this large Mao Valley Worm was covered with a faint white light, very close to becoming a Light Seed lifeform.

"Do you want to buy it?" A Feng asked.

Zhou Yi said: "Name a price."

"1000 mushroom coins, sell it to you."

"No problem."

A Feng immediately smiled: "Okay, okay."

He carefully put the worm back into the basket woven from branches, and then said: "Actually, Mao Valley Worms can continue to grow bigger. They can become Armored Mao, and they will shed a hard shell that is harder than copper and iron, unbreakable, and very valuable."

"It's been a long time since Armored Mao have appeared. We don't have the food to raise them here. It needs to eat a lot, a lot."

Zhou Yi was stunned.

Shell material?

Sounds like a good raw material.

"What do Mao Valley Worms eat?"

"Mushrooms, bones, leaves, rotten meat, it eats everything," A Feng said. "It just eats a lot, I can't afford to raise it anymore. It also poops a lot, very smelly, it will stink people unconscious, you need to clean it every day."

Zhou Yi had a plan in mind. He looked at the worm-raising youth: "Are you willing to come to the Wasteland Development Company? I want to hire you long-term."

"Ah? You want me to raise worms?"

"Yes."

"I can, I can raise worms." A Feng was initially a little excited, but soon his face became dazed and afraid: "Really? You really want me? You're not kidding, right?"

"I'm not kidding."

Zhou Yi said seriously: "Your treatment is the same as A Jin and Gong Zheng. Your job is to raise Mao Valley Worms and grow them into Armored Mao. As for the feed needed to raise the worms, go to Gong Zheng to receive it."

"Okay… Okay."

A Feng nodded vigorously: "I will definitely raise Armored Mao, how many do you want, I'll raise that many."

Zhou Yi smiled: "I look forward to seeing the Armored Mao you raise."

He extended his hand.

A Feng was stunned for a moment, then raised both hands to grasp it.

"Welcome to the Wasteland Development Company, A Feng."

"Okay, okay, Chairman!"