Wasteland scavenging, fat girl takes the sick and disabled family away

Chapter 300 Provocation
Under the pressure of Shi Yuebai, the little mute dared not disobey.

She walked to the side of the rice field, where there was a wide foundation.

The foundation had already been built, so the soil inside was piled outside the protective formation.

This makes the foundation appear higher.

This results in the melted snow water flowing out of the garbage mountain eventually flowing into the foundation.

The little mute had discovered long ago that the left and right sides of this foundation were like two different worlds.

Whenever she walked across a particular line, she would smell a very bad odor.

But as long as she walked towards the rice fields, the smell would become lighter.

Now the little mute could only feel depressed and run to the smelly foundation with a super large plastic bucket given to her by the female ghost to fetch the melted snow water inside.

Shi Yuebai instructed her to pour all the melted snow water into the rice fields.

The little mute opened his mouth. He had a lot of opinions in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.

She knew that if this melted snow was poured on the plants, it would accelerate their growth.

It was the little mute who told Shi Yuebai about this.

This rice field is the sole responsibility of the little mute, which means that she is the one who plants the rice and harvests the rice.

She is also responsible for threshing the rice on the flat ground to dry.

The female ghost asked her to pour the melted snow on the rice, causing the rice to grow wildly and increasing the rice yield.

That's right.

But the little mute couldn’t handle it all by himself!

She lowered her head and muttered to herself.

"Do you have any objections?" Shi Yuebai folded his arms and floated above a field of golden rice.

Her upper body could barely make out a human figure.

The lower body looked like a ball of red smoke.

The little mute shook her head timidly. Even if she had any objections, she no longer had any.

Shi Yuebai said, "I am a person who listens to opinions. If you have any opinions, you can raise them. If you don't have any opinions, just get back to work."

Feeling bitter in his heart, the little mute hurried to the foundation and brought back a bucket of melted snow water.

In the time it takes to go back and forth, a field of rice will mature.

Shi Yuebai raised his eyebrows and said to the little mute, "It means your speed is not enough."

"You have to carry more buckets of water at a time to leave time to harvest the rice."

After hearing this, the little mute wanted to cry but had no tears. He could only silently pick up the sickle, harvest the small piece of ripe rice, and put it aside.

When she turned around, she saw Shi Yuebai brought her another super large plastic bucket.

The little mute picked up two plastic buckets and ran towards the foundation like crazy.

Shi Yuebai had nothing to do, so he followed the little mute. At the same time, Shi Yuebai was holding four large plastic buckets in his hands.

She not only ordered the little mute to collect the meltwater from the foundation

She also mentioned it.

If you find that the little mute's movements are a little slow.

She would yell at the little mute from behind, like a ghost behind him.

"Can you go faster? If you were on the front line at this speed, you would be food for mutant beasts."

The little mute had no choice. She went back and forth several times and was really exhausted.

Originally, she wanted to save a few bottles of fortified water for her son to drink.

I can't care about it now.

Forced by the female ghost, the intensity of labor suddenly increased several times.

The little mute could only take out a bottle of the fortified water she had saved and drink it.

Her heart was bleeding, but the little mute had become much stronger.

Before, he could only carry two buckets of melted snow water at a time, but now the little mute can carry four buckets of melted snow water at a time.

Adding the four buckets of melted snow water that Shi Yuebai was carrying, the two people...ah, no, one person and one ghost can carry back eight buckets of melted snow water each time.

Outside the originally October White protective formation, there was a lot of melted snow.

But after a busy day, the melted snow water in the small section of the paddy field flank decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Instead, there was a large field of heavy rice that had been harvested and piled up on the open ground.

Not only did the little mute not feel tired, he also felt full of strength.

She gradually felt a little excited. After all, seeing so much rice piled on the ground gave her a sense of accomplishment.

When she turned around and wanted to say a few words to the female ghost behind her.

The female ghost who urged her to fetch water all the time has disappeared.

"Hey, where have you been?"

The little mute looked around, turned around a few times, and looked for the female ghost in red ancient costume.

But no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't find the female ghost in red.

The little mute didn't know whether he should continue to fetch water.

Without the red-clothed female ghost whipping her, she seemed to be able to rest.

But the little mute was full of strength and she couldn't sit still at all.

So the little mute took the initiative to pick up four large plastic buckets.

Still going back and forth to carry water from the foundation and back to the rice fields.

After the little mute had gone back and forth four times, Xu Xuejiao found the little mute with a few small red flags in her hand.

"That's great. This is a small red flag as a reward for you. You have taken good care of this rice field, and the yield has far exceeded our expectations."

Although the little mute only works 8 hours a day.

But the little mute has been working for 24 hours straight.

Not only did she work 16 hours of overtime, but the yield of the rice fields was also dozens of times higher than before.

So to sum up, Xu Xuejiao rewarded the little mute with 50 small red flags at one time.

In the old nest, 10 small red flags can be exchanged for a bottle of fortified water.

The rest of the daily necessities are even cheaper.

Even a bag of vegetables that looks very fresh can be exchanged for just a small red flag.

The little mute got so many red flags in one breath, she was shocked.

"Here, keep it well. If anyone wants to take advantage of your little red flags, you can tell our supervisor directly."

Xu Xuejiao put 50 small red flags in a small transparent plastic bag and gave it to the little mute.

This small red flag is about the size of a coin.

However, Pang Ziyuan used very sophisticated mecha micro-manipulation to cut it into a very delicate small red flag shape.

It was also painted red.

The paint will wear off, but no one can replicate Pang Ziyuan's micromanagement.

Even mercenaries cannot perform such delicate micro-management.

Pang Ziyuan has been growing at an astonishing rate over the past year or so.

No one at his age can have such delicate micro-control of mechas.

No one could even predict that if Pang Ziyuan continued to grow like this, he would become such a brilliant mecha master in the future.

His growth was all fostered by Shi Yuebai using food full of spiritual energy and a stable environment.

Now the little mute was holding a bag of little red flags, standing there stupidly.

She started to miss the elusive female ghost in red. What should she do?