Food is indeed very important, but Fang Luo did not promise to solve the food problem.
More than a million people.
In my own space, I can only produce less than 100,000 kilograms of grain every day.
However, with the blood of Yan Kingdom people flowing, Fang Luo would not just watch millions of innocent Yan Kingdom people starve to death.
Lu Wenjun just talked about growing food.
Lu Su is a wood-type psychic. If he cooperates with Xue Qianqian, he might be able to increase food production.
"Lu Su,"
After thinking for a while, Fang Luo said: "Come and see me tonight."
"ah?"
Lu Su, who was picking up vegetables, shook his hands and dropped his chopsticks on the table, his cheeks turning red.
Grandpa, aunts, aunts, and even children were here. Although he had been mentally prepared, Fang Luo actually said it in public.
So shameful.
She was speechless.
"Not willing?" Fang Luo asked.
"Why are you lowering your head? Your cervical vertebra is broken?"
Lu Wenjun was a soldier and a veteran with a straightforward personality. When he saw his granddaughter lowering her head and saying nothing, she secretly thought that her granddaughter really didn't know how to cherish opportunities.
Fang Luo is someone who even the goddess calls master.
"Why don't you agree quickly?"
"I know." Lu Su pursed her lips in embarrassment.
Had a meal.
Lu Wenjun immediately said to one of his daughters: "Xiulian, go clean up Susu's room and add a pillow."
"Yes, Dad."
Xiulian immediately ran to tidy the room. She had just eaten Fang Luo's beef, and now she was also very happy with Fang Luo. In my heart, I was envious and happy for Lu Su. If this was not my niece's man, and she had a husband, I would be tempted.
I don’t know if my niece knows how to please men.
Go back and teach her a few tricks.
"Hey, what is that hard thing under the pillow? It turns out to be...she won't need it in the future anyway, so take it away."
Fang Luo had a strange expression on the side. The Lu family treated him really well. He was just planning to let Lu Su farm, but they planned to let him farm.
Chatted for a few more words.
After taking a shower, I walked into the room.
He found that Lu Su was already waiting in the room, his head buried in the quilt, and he visibly trembled when he heard footsteps.
Fang Luo couldn't help but smile with his hands on his hips.
Go over and lift the quilt.
"ah."
Lu Su screamed and put his hands on his chest.
"Why are you wearing your previous clothes..."
Fang Luo looked at Lu Su with a wonderful expression.
This outfit was the maid outfit he asked her to wear when she was still in the cold storage. When she left Los Angeles, he had the same thing with her in the car.
The rips in the stockings are still there.
She actually kept it until now and even wore it, Fang Luo couldn't help but have a wonderful expression.
"You, what are you looking for me for?"
Lu Su was strong and calm, pretending not to know anything, but in reality his whole body was tense.
"what?"
Fang Luo sat down on the bed and said condescendingly: "I have a big thing to ask for your help. It involves hundreds of millions of lives. I wonder if you are willing to help?"
Lu Su's face turned even redder.
"I am a doctor,"
Lu Su pretended to be calm and looked at Fang Luo, with a serious look: "It is my duty to save lives. I will take in any number of patients."
Fang Luo couldn't help but laugh.
"Then I'll trouble you, the doctor, to save the people of the world."
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The next day.
The weather is colder than before.
The Lu family had already prepared breakfast, a pot of hot rice porridge and the leftover beef from yesterday.
Fang Luo ate heavily.
"Hahaha, little brother Fang Luo, you worked so hard yesterday." Lu Wenjun was able to heal himself. He was almost healed overnight, but his energy was not fully restored.
"Just call me Xiao Fang."
Fang Luo waved his hand: "Sorry, I will win the next ten or eight."
"Ah?" Lu Wenjun was stunned.
"I'm talking about Xu Zhisheng." Fang Luo swallowed the beef in his mouth and added.
Lu Wenjun was relieved.
Wiped away the sweat.
If there were indeed so many people in the Lu family before, but since the end of the world, the Lu family has suffered heavy losses, and some Lu family women with supernatural powers have been sent to the front line by him.
As a result, the Lu family is now depleted, with less than 20 people.
Otherwise, there would be nothing to do with the Xu family.
However, he still praised: "Xiao Fang is really capable."
"asshole."
Lu Su glared at Fang Luo angrily.
Yesterday, he said that he was ready to save hundreds of millions of lives... but he took himself to farm and asked himself to grow 100,000 kilograms of grain in one night, and he was half exhausted.
But after planting the land...
"It hurts. Let me massage it for you. I rarely do it for others."
"But I don't feel any pain here, so don't press here."
"It's all swollen, but it still says it doesn't hurt."
Why is this bastard so domineering? Lu Su couldn't help but think of the most ridiculous time. Across the door, Fang Luo was like that...
After dinner.
Fang Luo said: "Grandpa Lu, do you have any big warehouses?"
"storehouse?"
Hearing Fang Luo call him grandpa, Lu Wenjun was happy in his heart, but he still asked: "Why do you need a warehouse?"
"Storing food."
"Storing food?" Lu Wenjun was delighted, "Do you have food?"
"Um."
"It can be stored in my cellar." Lu Wenjun said and wanted to take Fang Luo to the cellar.
Fang Luo stopped and said, "I'm afraid there isn't enough here."
"not enough?"
Lu Wenjun swallowed. His cellar was at least hundreds of square meters, but Fang Luo couldn't say enough?
How much food will this cost?
Looking at the posture, it must be at least 5,000 kilograms, maybe even 10,000 kilograms.
At least tens of thousands of people can be saved.
"The shelter also has a warehouse."
"Take me to see it."
Let's go to the shelter together.
The shelter is very large and can accommodate millions of people. According to Lu Wenjun, it was expanded and renovated by the head of state himself.
It is as big as 20% of the capital city.
Call it a refuge.
However, this is a small society, an underground kingdom.
There are simple houses inside, and there are different small groups and gangs.
There are also people doing various businesses, selling clothes, food, themselves...
Fang Luo saw a stall where the price of a small bowl of rice was to be a slave for three days.
Being a slave means that during this period everything is ordered by the master, and no one can resist no matter what he does.
Death during this period is none of the owner's business.
As soon as I entered, I saw several survivors who had starved to death and were carried out.
A smoky atmosphere.
Some survivors around him turned their heads and looked over when they saw the glamorous Fang Luo.
However, he didn't dare to get close.
Some high-level witch hunters are often disgraced. Fang Luo is so glamorous and there are several strange women around him, so his identity is obviously extraordinary.
"It's such a mess and you don't care about it?" Fang Luo looked around.
"I can't control it."
Lu Wenjun sighed: "Most of our strength needs to be used to resist the zombies. There are millions of people here, and it is not easy to control them. The most we can do is prohibit them from killing, and it is difficult to control others."
Fang Luo nodded.
indeed.
Millions, not thousands or hundreds.
How many people can't even manage a class of dozens of people, let alone in the last days when there is an extreme shortage of supplies.
If he didn't have enough supplies, he wouldn't be able to manage a manor of 30,000 people.
"Where does their food come from? Why do they need slaves?"
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