"That's weird, why is there another tsunami?"
Fang Luo had just inspected the manor and looked at the sea strangely.
The sea water is now 12 meters high on the wall. Compared with before the tsunami, the sea level has risen by about 60 meters.
Fortunately, Shi Qian raised and thickened the wall, and Ke De, the big turtle, used defensive powers to reinforce it.
Otherwise, the manor will definitely be flooded.
But just after it had calmed down for a few days, the water suddenly started to stir again.
Fang Luo took a moment to observe.
Fortunately, the water is not as big as before.
There might be something fighting in the water, it's not surprising.
There are many creatures in the sea, including all kinds of zombies.
Fang Luo couldn't guarantee that there was anything in the sea that he could 100% defeat.
Humanity has only explored 5% of the ocean.
Countries around the world have legends about the ocean, but who can guarantee that they are 100% false?
"Dajiang, pay more attention and be careful not to get infected."
Fang Luo patted He Dajiang on the shoulder.
He Dajiang nodded with emotion: "Don't worry, Brother Luo, my life belongs to you. I don't dare to throw it away without your permission."
"What's mine?"
Fang Luo punched him, took out a suckling pig and said, "Your life is your own. Take it and eat it with Ah Chen."
He Dajiang chuckled: "Brother Xie Luo."
Fang Luo looked at other places and saw that many people with powers were blocking the marine zombies.
Many people died during this time.
The number of people with superpowers once fell from more than 2,000 to less than 1,000.
no way.
Fang Luo couldn't keep them alive forever, and the zombies still needed to resist on their own.
However, there are many survivors in the manor.
With Xu Qin's help, more than 1,000 people awakened their powers.
The level is also constantly improving.
Fang Luo's own strength has also improved a lot.
In the past few days, apart from eating and sleeping, I have been absorbing crystals almost every moment.
The space area has increased from more than 1,500 square meters to more than 3,000 square meters.
He selected another 200 survivors and entered the space to grow food.
According to output.
Each acre of land can produce approximately 3,000 kilograms of rice.
A total of 5 acres of land.
A harvest of about 15,000 kilograms is achieved.
Xue Qianqian accelerates ripening every two days, which is equivalent to harvesting more than 7,500 kilograms per day.
There are about 30,000 people in the manor, with an average of 3 taels of rice per person per day.
Pretty much solves the food problem.
period.
Fang Luo thought about growing other foods.
Like leeks or something.
However, the planting conditions are much more demanding than that of rice, and it cannot be harvested every two days.
Fang Luo asked Xue Qianqian: "Why is this happening? Don't you have the wood attribute?"
"I only felt it recently,"
Xue Qianqian was lying in Fang Luo's arms, her head resting on Fang Luo's arm:
"Although I can change the rules of wood items, the difficulty of each item's rules is different."
Fang Luo: "What do you mean?"
Xue Qianqian knew that Fang Luo's space was different from the outside world.
But she had no wrong ideas.
Said: "Your things are all brought from outside. When these things are outside, they already have their own rules. How to grow and the growth cycle are all fixed."
"Just like leeks, growing them in space still requires water and specific soil, otherwise they won't be able to grow."
"Unless I am so powerful that I can lift the rules of those things. Otherwise, I can only plant them normally. I can at most speed up the growth cycle a little."
"Is there still such a thing?"
Fang Luo was a little surprised. He thought that as long as there were rules, he could bring things into the space and change them at will.
Plant vegetables in cement.
That doesn't seem to be the case now.
"But,"
Fang Luo wondered again: "Why can you directly change the rules of rice? Rice should be more difficult to grow than leeks, right?"
"Well, without supernatural interference, rice is indeed more difficult to grow..."
Xue Qianqian shook her head: "But I don't know why, the rules and restrictions of Rice are very weak, and it is easier to use supernatural powers to interfere.
I guess it must be some strong person who has weakened the rules of rice. "
"Is that so?"
Fang Luo nodded slightly.
"Then you have to work harder."
He pinched Xue Qianqian.
"Hate,"
Xue Qianqian's face turned red: "I can't just cheer for myself. Sister Zijin and the others also have to cheer..."
"They can't add, you come."
Adding oil.
There was a knock on the door suddenly.
"ah."
Xue Qianqian was startled and hid in bed quickly. She was rather thin-skinned.
"Who?" Fang Luo was confused.
The door was pushed open a little, and a head came in. It turned out to be Lin Zijin.
"Zijin, what's the matter?" Fang Luo concealed his words slightly.
Pressed Xue Qianqian's head.
Let the quilt lie flat.
"I……"
Lin Zijin didn't notice anything strange.
She hesitated a little, twisting her little hands behind her back.
I remembered the shocked expression on my sister’s face a few nights ago.
I am really obsessed with myself.
He was actually disturbed by that woman Chen Xinyi.
Lin Zijin calmed down and said, "Husband, there are waves of people coming from outside the manor, saying they want to cooperate with us."
"cooperate?"
Fang Luo was a little surprised. Luo City was flooded, but there were still people who could come?
It seems that the other party is quite strong.
"How many people?" Fang Luo asked.
Lin Zijin said: "About 20 to 30 of them. They are a small gang and quite strong. I heard they came from the northwest region."
"Oh? Northwest."
Fang Luo was even more surprised. This is the coast, and the northwest is not close to here. How come you come all the way to cooperate with him?
It always feels a little strange.
Bring them in first and let them sit in the living room. I'll go over later.
"Um."
Lin Zijin nodded and left.
"Uh...ahem..."
Xue Qianqian coughed a few times and stuck her head out with a red face: "I...I'm leaving."
"do not."
Fang Luo held her back and said, "We'll leave later."
"But you still have something to do."
"Nothing is important to you..."
Outside the manor.
More than twenty people were riding on a fishing boat. The surface of the fishing boat was uneven and it looked like it was pieced together from different discarded materials.
The people on the boat were also disgraced.
The oldest is in his 50s and the youngest is in his 20s.
But without exception.
All very thin.
They all had a bag on their waist, probably for rice.
But it’s only a few taels, and it’s already bottomed out.
"You can come in." Lin Zijin said coldly.
Only when facing Fang Luo, Lin Zijin would smile.
"Um."
The leader, a 25- or 6-year-old man, nodded.
The man looks good, but there is a 5cm scar on his face, which makes him look slightly ferocious.
Qi Xiaoyuan said to the people behind him: "Everyone, please go in."
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