Chapter 1397： Split girl

At the end of a golden wheat field, on an invisible plain, a huge machine as large as a mountain is being filled and built by countless cranes and construction machinery.

This huge device is shocking just by looking at its size. Countless puppet robots are busy on the scaffolding, and pieces of steel are welded together and turned into an untidy shell.

Compared to that huge mechanical device, a young man working in the golden wheat field looked a little too small.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead with a satisfied expression on his face. His father is a farmer, and his father's lifelong wish is to own his own land.

This wish was truly fulfilled in his generation, because he came to this planet without a name but a number, and then he obtained hundreds of acres of land that was entirely his own.

Now he has a very fulfilling life every day, taking care of these crops that are no longer worthwhile, but still make him very satisfied.

Soon agricultural machinery will be allocated and help him cultivate more land. Land is not valuable here, and talents are the most valuable.

There are only tens of thousands of pioneers on the entire planet. These people are scattered among several large camps on the entire planet, and they lead a regular life every day.

They studied, they cultivated, they built, and until a few days ago, the main body of that huge machine landed not far away, and then it was expanded into what it is now.

When the young man raised his head again, he had already repaired a row of wheat ears. He straightened up and wiped the sweat on his forehead, and asked the old man beside him: "What is this... so tall, so big..."

The old man is not his father, but an old farmer living in Dothan. He left his hometown and came here because the land was annexed and he couldn't live anymore. He came here to try his luck.

As a result, he found that he was very lucky, and after coming here, he lived a life like a paradise without worrying about eating and drinking. In addition to working every day, there is everything here, making him, an old man, reluctant to think about it. Every day he shows his two missing front teeth and smiles presumptuously.

The old man squinted his eyes and said to the young man next to him: "You don't like to inquire, but I asked the consul who came to verify the farming work yesterday."

"Oh? What did he say?" The young man asked with curiosity immediately.

The old man didn’t sell it, and immediately replied: “This is a new defensive device deployed on the border planet. I heard that it can block the space transition...”

Even a farmer who farms on a border planet or a farmer who has taken a spacecraft has a very deep understanding of high and new technology.

In fact, the Ailan Hill Empire has basically eliminated illiteracy. Using the magic ball of knowledge and compulsory education, Chris has given the people of the entire empire a certain degree of cultural quality.

"In the future, if you want to use the space jump technology to leave the empire, you will need to go through the relevant port. Going directly to the border will waste a lot of time." As he said, he continued to bend down slightly and began to tidy up. Mai Sui: "Furthermore, it is easy to expose one's own track. I heard that this blocking device has a certain breadth."

In order to avoid this kind of blocking and only forming a barrier, the spacecraft can continue to jump forward as long as it jumps to the border and then drives through the blocked area with an engine. The Ailanhill Empire deployed the magic jammer on the border On a planet in the border region.

As a result, there is a vast space in the border area where space jumps cannot be carried out, and the spacecraft can only waste a long, long time to travel this distance by relying on engines.

Obviously, this kind of time wasting and easy to leave traces is unwise, so if you want to leave or enter the empire, you can only go through open ports.

The young man nodded. He knew that the planet he was on was still some distance away from the far border. If there is no need to jump in space, it will be a very long journey.

"I also heard that a spaceship is coming today." The old man did not look up, but continued: "Your consul has said that it is a good thing."

"Good thing?" The young man had enough rest, bent over, and asked while working, "What good thing can be? Could it be that they are finally willing to send us the tractor and the farming robot?"

"Hey, how can it be so fast. I heard that the output can't keep up. It will be popularized to our side next month." The old man smiled, and then mysteriously lowered his voice: "Tell me, your dad. Before dying, what is the biggest wish?"

The young man froze for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "Don't ridicule me. Although you can eat and drink here, it is really difficult to get married. There may be thousands of girls on the entire planet. Fancy me poor boy."

"So, I said it's a good thing." The old man said with a smile: "I heard that because we have too many men here, we gave it priority."

While he was talking, he had already reached the other end of the ridge, and he was able to get another row of crops: "The Archon said that he found 20,000 girls from Planet Hope 2 and sent them directly to us...Like you At this age, a woman will be assigned, and the official will get married and have children..."

"Are you serious?" The **** young man also went to the field ridge, put down the last wheat ear, and stood up straight: "The city hall is still in charge of this kind of business?"

"What the chief consul said, you just have fun!" The wrinkles on the old man's face turned into a flower with a smile, and he pointed at the young man with his callused fingers, and teased: "In the future Once you have a home, you have a son, and your father’s wish is fulfilled."

The young man nodded and said, "If he can persist for two more years, maybe he will live to see this good day today."

"No... a good day, it's not too much." The old man nodded, then walked around to the other row of ridges, bent down and continued to work.

The young man also nodded and continued to bend over to work: "I don't know what kind of person I can give me, whether it is tall or short, fat or thin, and how is the person?

"Ha, you are a planting expert in this field of ours. If you don't arrange a good one for you, wouldn't it be cheaper for those guys?" The old man laughed.

While they were chatting, a spacecraft entered orbit and began to release one reentry after another.