Chapter 983

Di Ping has gradually adapted to the position of the city Lord. Before the war, the mobilization rules are clear, and the tasks are arranged in detail. All departments move after the meeting.

They don't doubt what Di Ping said is true or false. Since the city master said that the mutated animals attacked the city, there would be. The whole base was like a machine running quickly with the cooperation of various departments.

At this time, di Ping, who had been assigned a good job, was idle. He turned around the base and found that there was no confusion he imagined. The masses were very stable and they were doing their own things in an unstable way under the arrangement of the Department.

The city guards and the construction department are transporting all kinds of combat readiness materials to the head of the city. The crowd is also mixed with many ordinary people who are also helping. The scene is very lively, but there is no tense and pessimistic atmosphere before the war. They laugh and cry one by one, which is no different from the usual ones. They are faster and happier.

"Master

When Diping turned to the manor, he suddenly stopped because he saw the ten acres of land reclaimed in front of the manor. At this time, there were many people standing beside these fields, and derin, the administrator of the manor, was also among them. He saw that dipin arrived and hastened to greet him with respect.

"What are you doing?"

Di Ping asked suspiciously.

"Master, there are two acres of spiritual plants that have matured. We are preparing to harvest. We wanted to report to the master after harvest!"

Derlin replied respectfully.

"Mature, go and have a look!"

Di Ping immediately got excited and walked to the crowd. Lingdao is the main source of food for the base in the future. Now the harvest outside has become less and less. In the future, once the grain consumption in the city is exhausted, what will human beings eat?

It depends on the spirit of planting. The yield per mu is more than 10000 Jin. Once it is ripe in a month, it is 100000 Jin in a month for more than 10 mu of land. The yield is quite amazing. As long as it is used properly, it will be enough for the consumption of the base.

"Lord... Lord!"

Seeing the arrival of Diping, the farmers who were waiting for the harvest with their tools said hello to him one by one. Diping nodded and laughed back one by one.

"Does this acre produce ten thousand jin?"

Di Ping stood in front of the fields, looking at the exotic plants as tall as one person, and the long ears of grain as long as rice. Unable to suppress his joy, he asked Delin.

"Yes, master, it should be about the same. I'll know after the harvest."

Derlin looked at the Lingzhi road in the field with confidence.

"Well, do it!"

Di Ping's eyes eagerly looked at the spiritual plants in the fields. Some disasters could not wait to know the result.

"It's the master!"

Derlin nodded and went to the front of the crowd, raised his sickle in his hand and cried out, "the harvest begins!"

Then saw a dozen people quickly rushed into the field, began to harvest, one by one skillful action, sickle waving, one by one tall spiritual plants fell.

Di Ping stood at the edge of the field and suddenly thought of his childhood when he was harvesting crops at home. He worked with his parents. What a happy time it was?

Thinking of this, he suddenly thought of his parents who could not be found, and his eyes showed a trace of sadness.

"Come and use it for me!"

After a long silence, Diping wiped off the crystal in his eyes and jumped into the field. He asked for his sickle from a farmer's hand and began to reap.

He wanted to reflect on the past feelings, find the memories of the past, and the happy time when he worked with his parents.

Leaving the farmer who was robbed of his sickle by Diping standing disorderly in the wind, I don't know what to do!

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