Chapter 289: Harvest, Back to Five Digits

Croak…

Croak…

Croak croak croak croak…

"It's said that frog croaks indicate a good harvest for Daohuaxiang!"

"With so many frogs, next year's harvest is definitely…"

"Huh?"

In a trance, Su Mo—who was dreaming that he was standing in a field filled with frog sounds all around him—suddenly realized that these frog sounds seemed to be…

Surrounding his ears!

He was certain that he was dreaming but, the next moment, slowly opened his eyes as his consciousness slowly returned to his body, his entire body aching.

Last night, he had fallen asleep slumped against the corner of the wall. Having slept in this 90-degree position, not mentioning the other parts of his body, his waist was already protesting madly.

Rubbing his waist, he felt that his dreams and reality couldn't have been more different.

Hearing the persistent croaking noises around him, Su Mo put one hand against the wall and stood up, looking toward the source of the sounds.

"So it's the warning alerts that these bionic mechanics are out of battery. Despite being charged for so long, they've already run out of juice after just a single night of use. As expected, keeping the battery detachable was a wise decision!"

Rubbing his hands together, Su Mo could not help but laugh when he saw that the four robot workers were like little animals waiting to be fed, squatting obediently together as they stared at him.

"You energy-consuming monsters—you can eat so much; how am I supposed to raise you guys?"

"Let me see if you slacked off last night. Did you work properly…"

"F*ck me!"

The pain in his body was real, which meant this was reality, but the strange scene in front of him made him freeze in shock, and he cussed elegantly to express his emotions.

"F*ck me, f*ck me!

"This is what they can accomplish in one night?"

Standing behind the glass panel, he could not see the full progress of the ship's construction clearly. However, when he noticed that all the steel plates had disappeared, Su Mo pushed the door open in one go and ran out with an unbelievable sense of anticipation in his heart.

At the entrance, Moore was still fast asleep. Su Mo stubbornly stepped on Moore's shoulders and climbed up to the shipyard's roof.

Moore, after being stepped on, was also startled awake.

Just as he was about to protest, he noticed that it was Su Mo and spat out a couple of complaints before adjusting himself into a more comfortable position, laying on the ground and resuming his slumber.

The sunlight was great.

The breeze in the wasteland was not dry either.

However, when Su Mo climbed up to the roof to truly see the progress of the destroyer's construction in the distance, Su Mo's heart…

Thumped rapidly!

The steel plates he had accumulated over two days, from yesterday's rough estimate, had been close to, or more than, 500 pieces.

If Su Mo were to do it personally, he would have had to work without rest for a whole day before he could finish assembling this many steel plates.

Now, however, the pile of steel plates had now been emptied overnight!

In its place was the large hull of the destroyer that had been 60% completed!

He only needed another 300-450 steel plates and this 80-meter Tier 3 Destroyer would be able to progress from the "hull construction" phase to the "block assembly" phase.

By then, the construction speed would be more than doubled!

"As expected, humans should maximize their strengths by utilizing our intelligence."

"Creativity and innovation are our weapons, and steel is the best medium for us to transform our ideas and plans into reality!"

"At this rate I won't even need 17 days. I'll be done in 10 days!"

"After 10 days, the construction process of the destroyer will enter its final phases. There's definitely enough time!"

Su Mo was not discouraged by the difference in his work rate and that of the four robot workers. Rather, he became even more excited and animated!

If the Underground Shelter could accumulate a large army of robots after going to the new world, when the time came, no matter what sort of updates the game decided to throw his way, he would not panic, even if he completely lost the ability to open up an underground space for his shelter.

With such terrifying construction abilities, the concept of rebuilding a prosperous human metropolis in the new world…

Was entirely within the realm of possibility!

Even if he wanted to construct an unbelievable underground city, he would be fully capable of doing so with the assistance of these robots!

"So this was the original intention behind Ma Fei researching and developing these kinds of robots."

"Productivity is always king!"

He jumped off the roof energetically, rolling on the ground to decrease the impact, before steadily striding back to the shipyard and packing up the four croaking bionic mechanics for charging.

At the same time, Su Mo opened his storage space and took out the combat agent he upgraded yesterday and placed it on the ground.

Compared to the mechanics, the agent was configured with a set of patrol routes and protocols.

It was just a pity that there were no weapons that could be used by the small combat agent in the shelter, and there were no fixed weapon installations available in the shipyard.

Thus, Su Mo could only let it act as a moving sensor for now, using it to monitor the surrounding environment and raise alerts.

Having done all this, the sleepiness from yesterday vanished completely. He opened the door again and walked out.

"Get up Moore, Oreo! Stop sleeping!"

It was just past 7am in the wasteland, when the dew was at its heaviest. Moore's fur was already completely soaked. As he was roused awake, he stood up groggily.

As for Oreo who had stood guard in the middle of the night, because she had exercised and stretched her legs a little, she was still pretty energetic. She followed beside Su Mo, her gaze full of interest as she ran back and forth.

Standing in front of the shipyard, he welcomed the rising sun and fresh air as he took out the spear from the storage space and started performing his daily training routine.

Su Mo never forgot about the physical requirements that the level five shelter upgrade needed.

If he wanted to improve his physical capabilities, he could not slack on his daily training.

The Su Family Spear technique. One move, one stroke. Open and close.

His tendons, numb from last night's uncomfortable sleep, were awakened by the motions, making popping sounds as he went through the first cycle of movements.

Drops of sweat gushed out of Su Mo's body, removing the toxins and impurities in his body. At the same time, it repaired his tired and strained muscles, allowing his physical fitness to increase to even greater levels.

The exhaustion he felt over the past few consecutive days, from working and the lack of sleep, dissipated somewhat as he continued to exercise.

Sensing that Moore was also energized after watching him train, Su Mo took out the three-pointed two-edged sword and tossed it over. The man and bear started training together.

Half an hour passed by quickly. When it was 7.30am, a villager and two militia members arrived in front of the shipyard, the three of them carrying large baskets of food.

"Wow, Almighty Su sure is amazing. Using this spear technique—on Earth, he would be part of a prominent martial arts family at the very least."

"You know sh*t. The martial arts on Earth are simply just for show. Almighty Su's technique is truly lethal."

"Lethal?"

…

Su Mo observed the three people chatter among themselves, as they placed the baskets of food down in the distance before leaving.

"Nice! Having people deliver food after working out my muscles early in the morning isn't too bad. I'm living the life of a little lord!"

Putting his spear away, he wiped off the sweat on his body and felt his whole body relax.

The fake wasteland: He had to cook every day, struggle to survive in the wilderness, skip meals and go hungry.

The real wasteland: People came to deliver meals on time, farming was in progress at the same time, and the warehouse was filled with abundant supplies.

"Let me see what today's meal is after reaping yesterday's spoils!"