Chapter 222 Lu Yuan Establishes a New Civilization_2
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"Although only a stump remains now, if we only aim to restore one-thousandth of the original city, the problem shouldn't be too big,"
Lu Yuan understood that the key to the next step was actually to heal the Opium poppy tree.
Whether it's the Green Grass Paradise or raising the Sky City, neither can do without the Opium poppy tree, and, this lady.
He hastened to put his hands together and began to pray silently.
"What are you doing?" Old Cat couldn't help asking.
"I was just teasing Conch Girl, and she's so important, I can't believe I dared to bully her. I'm reflecting seriously and trying to behave myself,"
"Dare you do it again? Please reflect on your mistake carefully," Conch Girl said, biting her lip.
She was naturally pretty and lacked aggression. The action of biting her lip was probably an attempt to look fiercer.
However, performing this gesture in front of a man, even if not her true intention, seemed to carry a hint of seduction.
"Of course I dare, I'll just apologize later!"
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Old Cat left.
It felt it no longer belonged here.
Being with these two, it always felt as if it were already dead.
It was better to go and discipline the country folk.
Only by dealing with country folks who didn't torture cats could it feel alive.
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Soon, another month of peaceful days passed by.
Life fell into a rhythm as the first bumper harvest of cactus arrived, finally easing the food crisis.
10% of the food went to private ownership, while the rest was owned collectively.
This ratio was actually quite high, but in an era of communal dining, 10% was already generous.
Even so, it filled all the farmers with enthusiasm.
They worked from dawn till dusk, tirelessly cultivating the land, like perpetual motion machines, battling day and night—ultimately, it was Lu Yuan who forcibly stopped the excessive cultivation because too many fields meant an increased demand for water, which was wasteful.
He and Conch, who had been busy this month with the "Greenhouse farm," didn't require much water, but their yield was much higher than that of ordinary fields.
The gap between eras is so vast, it leaves one sighing with both regret and helplessness.
This group of people, even viewed in the context of human civilization, are among the most hardworking.
But for a civilization striving to rise, endurance and hard work are just the most basic qualities.
Many species are willing to endure hardship.
However, few manage to rise.
The most important qualities are a flexible mind and the ability to seize opportunities.
In this regard, this group of ten thousand newly joined people is quite lacking.
Aside from a few individuals, the majority would rather toil under the sun for ten hours than spend one hour reading a book to learn something new.
A sking them to study, they would claim they could not possibly learn and hastily dismiss the knowledge—in the world, one of the hardest tasks is to force my way of thinking into your mind.
Lu Yuan and Old Cat deeply felt this.
It was time to think of a way to turn this situation around.
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Besides, the villagers erected a small monument to the east.
To remember the stories that had once occurred.
Occasionally, a few surviving elders would come before the monument to pay respects and reminisce.
They reminisced about past lives, yearning for the old days.
As though with the blink of an eye, they had arrived in a new era.
The world is, after all, for the young.
Even if the elders find it hard to adapt, the young people still love this life full of hope and novelty, and they gradually forget the past.
The number of people coming to the monument to remember dwindled.
The people of The Sha Li Clan, like sand in the wind, dispersed.
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The young intellectual, Sha Mo, was very satisfied with his life in the desert.
There were no sinister struggles over water sources and not too much pressure.
All he had to do every day was to study and work.
As a smart "super-thinker," his IQ could be as high as 160. Ever since he encountered those complex and profound pieces of knowledge, he absorbed them like a dry sponge thrown into a lake, eagerly soaking up every drop.
Following Old Cat, he adopted modernized thinking at the fastest speed.
He was also the leader of a large group, which included five hundred villagers—well, these group members were the ones who really caused him concern.
"Sha Mo, what new policies does Boss Cat have now?"
"How's that tree doing, did it revive? Did the insects hatch?"
"What's tasty today?" The villagers, you know, they loved these gossips.
"You'll find out in a bit, there will be major policies announced tonight!" he said, pushing a cart loaded with plenty of cooked eggs.
Hens lay eggs, chicks grow up, then give birth to new chicks.
Sha Mo, with his flexible thinking, led a group of intellectuals to scientifically farm chickens, and so far, they had reached a scale of 3,000 chickens.
Eggs were also considered a high-quality food for protein supplementation.
After the distribution was finished, he sat down on a chair with a flop and began to teach everyone the latest required knowledge.
"Today we're learning Mandarin pinyin, and I hope everyone can memorize it quickly, at least to the point of being able to say their own names."
Suddenly, the plaza was filled with mournful sounds.
Whispering to each other, nobody listened to him, and everyone was boasting and chatting.
Sha Mo felt helpless and exchanged a look with a few other deputy leaders.
The deputies all shook their heads, showing wry smiles.
"Leader, it's not that we're lazy, it's really out of our hands. We can't just beat them up."
After a hard day's work, as per the rules, everyone needed to complete about an hour's worth of study time.
The courses weren't too difficult, mainly focusing on the spread of common knowledge such as health and sanitation, math, and language arts.
But for those who didn't want to use their brains, it was indeed a bit too much.
"We don't need these for farming!"
"Memorizing what phonetics... what's the use?"
"Better to raise a few more chickens!"
With a textbook in hand, Sha Mo scornfully said, "Do you want to live better, or just muddle through life as you are now?"
"I tell you, just by farming, you'll never be able to grow anything new! Raising chickens could lead to chicken plague, wiping them out! What will you do then to save your chickens, do you know what medicine to use?"
"From now on, this will be the era of knowledge!"
"Soon, some will be weeded out, marginalized."
"Of course, I'm just reminding you as a fellow villager. Don't think that the collective will always support you... the collective will soon reform!"
Indeed, without any external pressure, these people had little motivation to learn.
Apart from a few innately intelligent people who exhibited a thirst for knowledge, it was likely that the others would stay this way all their lives. Trying to change the concepts formed in childhood was really hard.
This dreadful fact gave Lu Yuan a lot of headaches; he needed workers who could help him with tasks, scholars who could study engravings, not just a bunch of farmers.
Therefore, the atmosphere that evening was somewhat unusual.
Many group leaders, having heard through the grapevine, were silent.
At seven o'clock in the evening, they brought all the villagers to the square beneath the Tree of Life.
Over ten thousand people, actually not that many, just the size of a football field.
At seven thirty in the evening, the well-prepared Lu Yuan stood high up at the Tree of Life and made an important speech to the masses.
It was actually his first formal public speech in half a year.
"Friends, we have been in Sky City for a full six months now."
"Over these six months, we have worked hard, opened eight thousand acres of farmland, alleviated the food crisis, and created a lot of wealth."
"It also means that we have barely managed to take a stand in this world."
"It's necessary for us to record here a vibrant piece of history."
"I hereby announce that Green Grass Town is officially established at this moment! This is our brand-new homeland!"