Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1387: Questions and rations

In terms of brains, Lin Sanjiu was naturally no better than a gift bag; however, ever since she saw the question on the wall, she had vaguely felt the same way. Everything in this game made her feel uncomfortable—not dangerous, just uncomfortable.

"Please give a reasonable explanation as to why there are not enough positions in the room."

This issue has obviously been lingering on everyone's mind; after the farmers paid taxes and distributed food balls, they all replenished some energy and started sporadic discussions. The slow footsteps of the elephants "bang" and "bang" gradually became like a background sound, making them unable to hear it.

"Is it because... we haven't worked hard enough?" Nv Yue, who had been working continuously for nine hours, was still plowing the field when she asked tentatively.

"I don't like hearing this anymore." The tall and tall Host, now huddled in a corner, squatting between several fields, muttered after hearing this. "Tell me, why?"

"You think, if farmers work harder and earn more food balls, they can buy more things... But now there is not even a vendor in the room, doesn't it mean that our income is insufficient? Really?" Nu Yue wiped the sweat from her head and said, "Perhaps it cannot be said that we are not working hard enough. It should be said that the efficiency is too low, which may be due to the production tools."

"You blame me?" After Lu Hua said this, he felt a little rushed, so he smiled calmly: "Actually, I saw that I can't do much with tools... If only I could do more Wouldn't it be better to cultivate a few pieces of farmland to solve the problem?"

Because she didn’t know when the farm tools would be damaged again, she, like Jian Sheng, had to stay near the farmland to search for exits. Therefore, she became the person closest to the elephant, and almost hit the elephant’s leg several times when she turned around. . However, both Lu Hua and Jian Sheng have become more and more accustomed to the situation. She barely moved her face last time. She turned around gently and skillfully and walked away.

"So, the problem is actually very simple," Host said in summary, "It's not our fault or Lu Hua's fault, it's because the land where we live is not big enough."

"Yes, the land is not big enough and farmers' income is not high enough, so without more demand, more jobs cannot be created..."

Almost as soon as she said these words, Lin Sanjiu felt something flash in her peripheral vision. When she looked back, she found that the writing on the wall had changed.

"Tonight, please give a reasonable explanation why the farmers' harvest cannot satisfy them."

"Oh, it seems that our answer to the last question is correct?" Host seemed to be encouraged, looked around and said: "This question is too simple, there are many people here. .If everyone gets one share, wouldn’t it be enough for everyone?”

The line of text disappeared immediately, obviously agreeing with this explanation; the next question that popped up was "Within six hours, based on the answer to the previous question, please give a reasonable explanation as to why farmers need to work for a long time."

"The time to answer questions is getting shorter and shorter," Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but be startled, "This... isn't that dangerous?"

As long as the game does not appear to be seriously unbalanced - for example, allowing them to answer the questions within one second - then denser questions will not put much burden on them. After all, there is no penalty for answering incorrectly, and it does not prevent them from talking while they are working.

Although they all felt that it was not too dangerous, out of caution, everyone did not rush to answer this question.

However, Lin Sanjiu strongly suspected that they were just like him at this time, and was secretly thinking about how to answer this question. I have worked continuously for almost ten hours a day, and the output is not enough for everyone. In addition to the large number of people, it means that the efficiency of each hour is not high enough... If two food **** are produced in one hour, then all problems are solved. .

That being said, it seems that Lu Hua is to blame again. If Lu Hua could optimize her farm tools, such as creating a machine that speeds up sowing, instead of just waiting for the farm tools to break down and repair them...it's still so expensive to repair once.

When she thought of this, she suddenly suppressed her thoughts. The faint discomfort became stronger.

Lin Sanjiu looked back.

Not long ago, after all eight and a half food **** were poured into the cement trough, the elephant actually walked to the trough. To everyone's slight surprise, it did not start eating by itself, but instead fished out some food **** from the trough and placed them in front of Siba'an and Jian Sheng.

As a tax collector, Jiansheng had obviously understood the situation from the instructions in advance. He immediately took out the tax collector's tools and without even looking at the elephant, he just cut the food ball into small pieces and shared them with Sibaan and the other two. Yes - none of them disclosed how much their "income" was, but each person received less than one food ball, which should be about 20% of the overall tax, which is 0.85 food **** per person.

There is no need to mention where the remaining 80% of the food **** went.

As soon as the elephant finished eating, the twenty-three and a half food **** here after tax were also divided in the blink of an eye. After ensuring everyone's minimum survival needs, they were left with only 2.7 food **** - the food **** newly harvested after the eighth hour could not be eaten because they had not paid taxes. Finally, these two extra food **** were put into a box and placed in the corner as a reserve.

"Exit..." Even Nv Yue, who had always been relaxed and cheerful, couldn't help it anymore and asked like a moan: "Isn't there hope yet?"

Including the ceiling, at least half of the surface in the room was covered with scratches. It really can’t be said that the few people responsible for the search didn’t try their best; but there were the same hard and solid cement blocks everywhere, and there was no trace of them at all. means to open.

Sibaan had already stopped his hand at this time and was sitting on the ground leaning against the wall. His eyes seemed to have passed through the elephant in the room, and he didn't know where he landed in the distance. It was Lu Hua who answered Nuyue, as if to make up for his tone just now: "...Not yet. I looked at it with the naked eye and it seemed that it was the same everywhere."

"I'm too tired," Host suddenly put down the farm tools in his hands and threw the tenth food ball he had just harvested into his backpack. "I'm going to sleep one night first and let's talk about it when I get up tomorrow."

"Is it too early?" Lin Sanjiu was a little worried and said, "We have only earned the minimum survival limit for everyone."

Host was stunned, as if he didn't expect her question. Before answering, he looked up at the question on the wall and smiled tiredly: "That's it? I produced ten food **** today. After deducting tax, I still have seven and a half, which is enough for me." I am living well. But I have only eaten three pills now. I don’t know how weak I will be when I get up tomorrow. I have to continue to extend my working hours tonight. How can I bear it?"

He looked around, his eyes swept over everyone, and finally sighed. "It's not that I don't want to take care of my companions...it's actually that there is a problem with our current system. Half of the people have to feed the other half, so don't we farmers just have to die from exhaustion?"

Lin Sanjiu felt that there was something very wrong with his words, but before she could figure out how to answer, Nuyue suddenly pointed to the wall on the other side and was surprised: "The words have been changed again. , this time... is not a problem."

It turns out that if you don’t answer specifically, as long as what you say meets the answer standards, will it be counted as an answer?

Lin Sanjiu looked back and found that this time it was written on the wall, "Within one hour, please prove your contribution to society."

"We farmers don't need to say more," Nuyue said with a little hesitation: "The food that everyone eats is produced by our hard work..."

"Without me, you can't farm." When Lu Hua spoke, he was a little wary - as if he was afraid of being picked on.

In fact, except for the unconscious Han Suiping, upon closer inspection, everyone has a role: without a tax collector, farmers cannot eat no matter how many food **** they produce; and in addition to supervising the tax collectors, the inspectors also have to Responsible for ensuring that all agreements and contracts are correctly implemented.

However, after everyone finished talking about their responsibilities, the text on the wall still did not change.

At this time, even Host, who was originally preparing to sleep, did not dare to go to sleep without any worries.

"What do you mean?" he muttered, "does this mean we didn't fulfill our requirements?"

Ji Shanqing, who had been observing the situation silently, suddenly spoke. "Maybe we need to prove it with actions," he glanced at Host, "If so, you have to work for at least another hour."

Horst murmured a curse and sat down on the edge of his farmland again - he was a big man, and he always seemed clumsy when curling up next to a few pieces of farmland the size of a chessboard. Lin Sanjiu breathed a sigh of relief. For the first time, he felt that the writing on the wall was not bad.

Coincidentally, as soon as Host picked up his little hoe, the metal piece fell from the wooden pole with a clang. He stared at it blankly for two seconds, his face turned red with anger - "If I had known, I might as well have gone to bed!" He cursed ~IndoMTL.com~ and greeted: "Lu Hua, you can fix it For a moment."

"Four food balls." Lu Hua whispered.

Horst looked at her, as if he thought he must not have heard clearly.

"It's already very late today. The **** you get now must be included in tomorrow's share. From this point of view, only one person's farm tools will break in a day, so the price will naturally increase to 4 balls. Only in this way can I ensure my own survival." Lu Hua's voice trembled slightly, but he finished calmly, "I'm sorry, but...as you just said, I don't know when you will be too tired. , and stop distributing food balls..."

As if she was afraid that everyone would misunderstand, she hurriedly added: "Actually, isn't it the same thing if you pay me as a reward or distribute it to me later? As long as we all survive in the end, right? ."

No, that's different.

At this moment, Lin Sanjiu suddenly felt that if she turned her head now, she might see the elephant laughing like a human.

Its rations began to increase automatically.