Fang Zhou, I'm just a farmer, not Shennong!

The infected compatriots are also more enthusiastic and energetic than before. They carry hoes to work in the fields during the day, drink hot potato soup at night, sit by the campfire in the cold evening breeze, chat, and spend a boring but not lonely night.

Being able to eat enough every day is the greatest benefit for the infected. This has also made the infected compatriots work harder and harder, and their dependence on the "Integration Movement" has also increased.

this month.

There is no action from the Integration Movement

The infected compatriots who choose to serve as combat operators follow the Patriots and Shield Guards, undergoing high-intensity training every day and working extremely hard. Some who are not suitable or do not want to serve as combat operators will work together to farm and provide logistics.

This time.

The original 200 acres of ice field was more than doubled and expanded to 500 acres before it stopped.

Planting is combined with Lu Yuan’s catalysis.

Half a month's time.

The second batch of potatoes is ripe again.

Because of the experience from last time, some infected compatriots who studied hard and were smart have been able to increase the yield per mu to about 2600 kilograms. Although there is still a big gap from Lu Yuan's almost perfect 3500 kilograms, this result is already quite good for novices who have just started planting.

The average yield per mu this time was higher than the last time, reaching 2000 kilograms per mu. After 500 mu, a total of one million kilograms of potatoes were harvested, and the total yield was more than three times higher than the first time.

Then came the third batch. The third batch did not continue to expand the acreage, but because the planting techniques of the infected compatriots had gradually matured, the output of the third batch was higher than that of the second batch. Although not much higher, it still reached a total output of more than one million kilograms.

These more than two million kilograms of potatoes are stored in the warehouse, filling up the entire huge warehouse.

Looking at the warehouse, people couldn't suppress the smiles on their faces.

At this time, potatoes are no longer just food, but people’s hope and support.

That's it.

A month and a half later...

Inside the meeting room of the Integration Movement camp, the five people sat on wooden stools as usual, each holding a pot of potato soup, and discussed the future direction of the Integration Movement.

"The current potato reserves in the warehouse have reached over two million kilograms..."

Alina smiled and announced the current inventory status of the warehouse to the four people. From then on, the warehouse of the Integration Movement was fully under the responsibility of Alina because she was careful enough.

Alina put down the notebook in her hand and said with a smile.

"Even if each person eats one kilogram of potatoes a day, the two million kilograms we have here is enough to feed the four hundred or so members of the Reunion Movement for fifteen years. Of course, this is based on a consistent one kilogram per person. In reality, the potatoes Xiao Yuan cultivates are even more filling, and a person can be full with about one kilogram. Therefore, even if the Reunion Movement expands to ten thousand people, it will be enough to feed them for a year. Therefore, we no longer need to worry about basic food."

Listening to Alina's report, Tallulah couldn't help but nodded.

"This is all thanks to Xiao Yuan. Without Xiao Yuan, we would definitely still be stuck in famine, and we might not even be able to escape the encirclement of those three regiments."

Lu Yuan smiled and shook his head: "Xiaota, there's no need to say these words. On the other hand, I'm just helping myself. In the future, Minliang will step into Ursus and will always need a helper, a bridge. So, I'm actually helping my future self."

Hearing Lu Yuan's words, everyone couldn't help laughing, and the atmosphere was peaceful.

Since they had been living together for more than a month, they had become familiar with each other. They no longer addressed Lu Yuan as Mr. Lu with a distant and respectful manner. Instead, they all called Lu Yuan "Xiao Yuan" like Tallulah, which was more intimate.

"Now that we can almost take action..."

Lu Yuan said.

When he mentioned the word "action", Lu Yuan's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"I have already...completed the plan..."

The patriot's hoarse voice rang out, like the rattling of a broken bellows.

The Patriot spread a map of the surrounding area on the wooden table. This map was drawn by the Patriot by combining other maps with his own hundreds of years of combat experience and military command experience.

It is quite detailed, even the specific distances are accurately marked, and the painting is really good.

"us..."

Since the patriot's voice is not suitable for speaking long sentences, the patriot simply makes his points brief, or even uses a few short words to express his meaning.

The Patriot points to a red dot on the map.

The current location of the Integration Movement is no longer on the border of Ursus, but on the edge of the northern permafrost. The location is deeper than the village where they lived before, but the temperature difference is not that big.

A little cold, but within an acceptable range.

"This place... belongs to... the Third Army's sphere of influence... The Third Army's... staff officer is named Baikal. If they attack... us... there's a high probability... of... the Third Army..."

"Mines...lots of them..."

The patriot's finger tapped on the many areas on the map that were specially marked with metallurgical symbols.

Lu Yuan understood what patriot meant.

The Integration Movement's current active action targets the mines.

The mines in Ursus are full of infected people who were captured and forced to work endlessly, like tools. Many infected people die in the mines every day.

"This operation...here..."

The Patriot pointed to a mine some distance from the current integration camp.

As for why we chose this place, the purpose is obvious.

Priority should be given to those that are far away from the camp. This way, when the Third Army conducts reconnaissance, the risk of exposing the camp can be reduced to a certain extent.

Although the Patriots' scouts had already searched for the next location to set up camp for more than a month, they still tried to avoid exposing the camp as much as possible unless it was necessary.

"I'm...Shield Guard, and Tallulah's going to...Yelena...Xiaoyuan...Alina...camp."

Tallulah and Froststar nodded at the Patriot's arrangement.

The Shield Guards, led by the Patriot, are themselves "guerrillas" and are more adept at guerrilla tactics and can also fight quickly and decisively. As for Talulah, she is better at words and can recruit the infected in the mine more quickly.

As for Frost Star.

Due to a previous outbreak of oripathy.

As a father, how could Patriot not worry about his daughter?

He has tried his best to prevent Frost Star from using Originium skills, and not to use them unless necessary, in order to slow down the onset of Ore Disease.

Although Frost Star refused.

But you can...

Rejection invalid.

If only the Patriot refused, Frost Star would definitely object, but this time, the camp that wanted Frost Star to rest directly expanded to four people.

Lu Yuan, Alina, and Talulah all hoped that Frost Star could take a rest. Faced with the overwhelming vote of four in favor and one against, Frost Star had no choice but to compromise.

Plus.

The camp needs people to defend it after all.

So, Froststar and the Snow Monster Squad were responsible for defending the camp, and Alina was in charge of management.

As for Lu Yuan.

Patriot really didn't want to trouble Lu Yuan with this kind of thing. Besides, he needed to conduct crop experiments every day and was very busy, so it was most appropriate for Lu Yuan to stay in the camp.

Faced with such an arrangement.

Only Lu Yuan said, "I'll stay with Mr. Patriot this time. Xiaota, you stay in the camp."

Everyone's eyes fell on Lu Yuan.

"Why? Xiao Yuan?"

"Since arriving in Ursus, I've never seen the most oppressed people in Ursus, so I want to see it with my own eyes."

After listening to Lu Yuan's words, everyone nodded and had no objection. The first operation would be carried out by the Patriot, the shield guard troops led by him, and Lu Yuan.

Because the target mine is not close to the camp.

So, after lunch, the Patriot led a group of shield guards and Lu Yuan onto the snowfield, running the whole way as if on a forced march.

"Xiao Yuan..."

On the way forward, the patriot took the initiative to ask.

"Why did you choose this path? Your strength and talent are enough for you to reach the pinnacle of power in any country."

Lu Yuan smiled and said, "Because I've been through this before and now I have the ability, I naturally want to help as many people as possible who have gone through the same thing as me escape this predicament and live a better life."

"Besides... this is also my teacher's dream. My teacher's greatest dream is to eliminate hunger in the world and to plant golden rice all over the world."

"However, my teacher took a purely agricultural route, and of course, she was successful. After all, she successfully made the Great Wasteland City 'blossom and bear fruit,' successfully allowing the Great Wasteland City's grain to cover most of the Great Yan, solving the problem of food for countless poor people in the Great Yan."

Lu Yuan had never discussed these details with the Patriots before, but now that the Patriots asked, Lu Yuan simply told them.

Hearing Lu Yuan's words, the patriot laughed.

Although no expression could be seen on Patriot's face covered by the sheep skull mask, Lu Yuan could guess that Patriot was smiling.

"A good teacher...can indeed educate...good students..."

"Back then... during the 'Great Rebellion'... my child... fought for the rights of the infected... and fell... at the hands of my troops... From that moment on... I knew... that Ursus was... beyond redemption..."

This was also the first time that Patriot talked to Lu Yuan about his past.

The pain of losing his son made the patriot unable to tolerate the current Ursus. He was extremely disappointed with the country that he had fought for for a hundred years.

"So, Mr. Patriot, we should work even harder for this. If one day, we succeed in feeding the people of Ursus and allowing the infected to live a happy life, then... Mr. Patriot, will you have the extra energy to 'conquer' even more distant lands?"

"nature..."

"Have!"

The patriot said this with particular decisiveness.

...........

Northern Ursus, Minel Mine.

The north wind howls.

Although there was no snow, the snow around the mine would not melt. In this extremely cold environment, a large group of miners wearing extremely thin and worn clothes, some even barefoot, carried large and small rough source stones and placed them on the transport tracks.

The miners all had numb expressions, and the skin on their faces was frozen purple.

Next to them stood a group of mine guards, wearing Ursus military uniforms and holding various standard weapons. As long as these "miners" worked a little slower, they would swing the whips in their hands and beat these infected miners fiercely.

"Hurry up! If you don't work, you'll die!"

After saying that, a ferocious Ursus soldier raised the crossbow in his hand and aimed at one of the middle-aged infected people who fell to the ground due to cold and hunger.

Pull the trigger.

In an instant, the crossbow arrow that could penetrate the wall instantly pierced the head of the middle-aged man who fell to the ground.

Suddenly, blood and brain matter splattered everywhere, and bright red "flowers" bloomed again on the dark red ground.

"See?! This is the result of being slow!!"

After saying this, the soldier waved his hand, and someone immediately came over, picked up the infected person who was shot with a loading cart, and ran towards the "furnace" in the corner, casually throwing the body into the high-temperature flames of the furnace, using it as firewood, and burning it with crackling sounds.

The infected miners around them had already become numb or resigned. They lowered their heads and worked with all their might to avoid becoming the next.

At this time.

A transport truck full of barbed wire drove over in the distance, and many people were released from it. Some infected miners turned their heads to look at these newly captured people, with only pity in their eyes.

Of course, this look is more about seeing my former self in them.

"I'm not infected!! I'm not infected!!"

Suddenly, among the group of people who had just been captured, several people shouted anxiously. They knelt on the ground and pulled the trouser legs of the soldiers next to them and shouted.

"Please, Master Jun, I'm not infected. I'm just an ordinary civilian. If you don't believe me, just look. I don't have those disgusting crystals on me. I really don't!!!"

After saying that, the middle-aged man took off his clothes and let the soldiers see, regardless of the severe cold of minus 30 degrees Celsius.

However, these soldiers looked at him as if he were a joke.

"Please, I have a daughter, a wife, and elderly parents at home. They can't leave me!!"

However, one of the soldiers with a sinister smile said, "It's okay. How about I make an exception for you? Remember this man's name. Next time you catch an infected person, capture his entire family and let them reunite here with us!"

"it is good!!"

Some soldiers laughed so hard that they fell backwards in agreement.

"You are still smart!"