The few people did not sigh for too long. They all knew that they came here to solve the problem. During the visit to the village, Clark first raised:
"When they went to farm, I didn't see any large machinery. Of course, I also know that Mexico's large-scale mechanized agriculture is concentrated in the northwest. The agricultural conditions in other places are relatively backward, but even without large-scale mechanization
Equipment, there should always be machinery to help with farming, right? Don’t you even have a tractor?”
Oliver crossed his arms and sighed and said: "Actually, there were originally, but there were only two, and they were very old tractors. They were purchased by the village community and rented to individuals for use. But since the drug lords controlled the land,
Since the poppies were sown, the tractor has not been maintained and has been completely scrapped."
"So, now everyone is using the most primitive methods to farm the land?" Diana asked.
"That's not the case, there are some large tools." After speaking, Oliver led a few people to the warehouse on the side of the village. The warehouse is the only grand building in the village, and seeds and fodder are stored in it.
As soon as he walked in, Clark saw a familiar machine. It was a small cultivator. Although it looked a little rusty, it was still complete and did not affect its use.
Clark stepped forward to check the machine, but as soon as he walked over, he discovered something was wrong. There were several ropes tied to the joints of the cultivator, and some belts hung at the front of the ropes.
Clark's eyes slowly widened. He pointed at the cultivator and said, "Don't you use oxen to pull this thing?"
"How is that possible?" Oliver shrugged. Just as Clark was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Oliver said, "Sometimes horses are used."
Clark simply couldn't laugh or cry. He said: "Even if animal power is indeed needed for farming here, this kind of machine is hung on a tractor. The depth and thickness of the blade are only suitable for high-horsepower tractors. It should not be able to turn over when pulled by a person or an ox."
depth."
Oliver stepped forward and looked at Clark with some surprise, and asked: "You mean, there is a difference in what pulls this thing?"
"Of course, this thing was originally designed for tractors. If you use oxen or horses to pull it, firstly, the direction of the force is wrong, and secondly, the strength is not enough."
Clark made a gesture with a wry smile and said: "When the tractor is connected to the cultivator, the angle of the joint can be adjusted. When plowing, the tractor can also control the lifting or lowering of the cultivator through the parts at the joint."
"If you want to plow deeper, turn its angle this way." Clark stretched out his arms to indicate the angle of the cultivator, and then said: "Even if you want to use animals to pull it, the rope is too long.
This will cause the angle of it to be too flat, and the blade cannot penetrate into the soil, and it will only make a shallow scratch on the surface."
"If you just sow the seeds in, it is equivalent to exposing the seeds to the sun. The seeds will not be able to absorb nutrients and moisture, and will be dried out quickly. The germination rate will be very low, and the yield will certainly not be good."
Oliver covered his forehead and said: "These machines were purchased together with the tractors. The tractor's engine was broken, and the locals didn't know how to repair it. They thought that these machines that didn't need an engine could be pulled by anything, so they Instead, oxen and horses were used, and even people were used to pull them.”
"You can't blame the locals." Diana said, "When I saw this thing for the first time, I didn't know what was going on inside. I didn't even know that I could adjust its angle while sitting on the tractor. I thought I had to get out of the car and break off the parts.”
"I think there should still be a tractor." Bruce said, "Can you take me to see those two scrapped tractors?"
"You want to fix them?" Oliver held the side of the cultivator. He sighed, shook his head and said, "I'm sure you could probably fix them, but the problem is, having only two tractors is of no use."
Clark said as if he suddenly remembered something: "Oh, by the way, I haven't asked yet, how big is the experimental field you set out? How many fields do we have to plant?"
"This is just experimental farming. I was afraid that the spread of the stalls would be too big to handle, so I set aside 3,000 acres of land first."
Clark took a breath, stared at Oliver, and said, "You're crazy. Do you know how big 3,000 acres of pure land is? That's more than 1,000 hectares!"
"But we have a total of 70,000 acres of land." Oliver looked at Clark and said seriously, "If it were possible, I would like to plant all these 70,000 acres of land with food this year. It was precisely because I knew it was impossible that I took a step back. , I’m going to try it out on a small piece of land first.”
Clark's expression gradually became serious. Diana didn't know much about this aspect, so she stepped forward and looked at Clark and said, "What's wrong? Is it difficult?"
"It's not difficult anymore, it's almost impossible." Clark shook his head and said: "Unless we use our special abilities to plow the land in a few days, and then I fly and scatter the seeds, it will be almost impossible to do it in such a primitive way. This working method enabled us to complete spring plowing in such a short period of time.”
Clark shrugged his nose, poked his head out the door again to look at the position of the sun, and said: "The climate here is tropical, and the rainy season will come soon. When the first rain falls, the seeds will have almost no chance of falling to the ground. We have to race against time."
Oliver immediately walked quickly to the door, took Clark's arm and said, "Then what size of land do you think is appropriate within our capabilities, I mean, within the capabilities of Mexican farmers?"
Before Clark could answer, Bruce walked up to Oliver and said, "I think your thinking is wrong."
"I know what you mean is to teach people how to fish. It makes no sense for the three of them to plow the land with their superpowers, because the native Mexicans don't have superpowers, and they can't plow the land here every year."
"But not using superpowers doesn't mean you have to do it all by yourself. Time is tight now, the tasks are heavy, and the starting point is low, but you want good results. In this case, it is impossible to do it without external help at all. You need a start-up Materials, even if these materials are not available every year, as long as the difficulties in the first year are solved, it will be much easier to be self-sufficient."
Oliver patted his forehead and said, "That's right, I'm too anxious. I want them to quickly master the method of planting a good field, but if there are no teaching tools, it's useless to worry."
In some dim rooms, Oliver saw the light of wisdom in Bruce's eyes. He was unconsciously attracted by Bruce's blue eyes, and then heard Bruce ask:
"Where are the people who helped you before?"
"They said they were waiting for news from me... Do you mean to ask them to provide us with this start-up capital?"
"That's right." Bruce turned to look at Hal and said, "Remember what I said before? This is a good time to test their abilities and true colors."
"What do we want? A tractor?" Hal asked.
"No, we want the engine."
In the office on the top floor of Wayne Tower, Thomas frowned while holding a report. He muttered in a low voice: "...Engine?"
"That's right, that's what the other party said." The male manager opposite also frowned and said, "It's not weapons, it's not food, it's not even a car. They want an engine, and they specifically specify that they want a high-horsepower engine."
"What do they want to do?" Thomas still whispered. He was not asking a question, but clarifying his thoughts.
"They should know that it is impossible for us to provide them with military engines. So, the most common engine applications in the civilian market are vehicles. But if they need transportation, they can directly ask for money to buy a car, even for some special vehicles.
You can ask for the car itself, not the engine."
"If they get the engine, it is impossible for a place like Mexico to provide them with the conditions to manufacture other parts of the vehicle. Their industrial development is not complete and they do not have the ability to produce and manufacture other parts of the vehicle."
"What about dismantling the engine, cracking the technology, and producing it yourself?" the female president asked.
But soon, she realized that she had said something stupid, and she smiled awkwardly and said, "If they had that ability, they wouldn't need us to support weapons."
The male manager shook his head and said: "You may not know much about this aspect. Even if you have the engine technology, what about the materials? What about the manufacturing process? What about the production line?"
"The engines of cars all over the world can be removed. Have you ever seen any small country pull out a car that is exactly the same as a big manufacturer out of thin air? The production line is the key issue."
Thomas exhaled and said: "If they want to crack the engine, then they should directly ask for the technology. If they want to use the engine, then they should directly ask for the finished product, unless the engine is not the key, but just a symbol."
"what do you mean……"
"What kind of engine we give them represents our ability and attitude."
Thomas leaned back on the back of the sofa, put his hands on the side of the sofa, and said: "If the engine we give them is not powerful enough, it means we are worried that they will have power beyond the specifications. If we give them a finished brand of
Engine, it means that our group does not have industrial production capabilities, or does not pay attention to them at all."
Thomas slowly narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems that this time, we have met a smart man."
On the third day after the message requesting assistance was sent out, Oliver received a lot of responses, asking him to pick up the goods at the previous contact point. Hal flew directly there and brought everything back with green light energy.
Each company sent more than one engine, but in order to facilitate Bruce's identification, Hal took out one and placed it on the floor of the warehouse.
Bruce saw many finished brands of engines among them at a glance. Even if there was no OEM, he could probably guess which company they came from. Some were from the United States and some were from Europe.
Bruce took a quick look and asked Hal to put away the engines. There were still a few left with their own characteristics.
Bruce first looked at a gray-white engine. Its size was not too big. Although its horsepower was large, it was not exaggerated. More importantly, this thing was directly adapted to the tractor. It could even be said to be installed and used. Everything else
The engines are more suitable for ordinary vehicles.
"It seems that we met a smart man." Bruce commented: "They saw where we wanted to use the engine. He saw that Oliver was a good man who really wanted to improve the situation of farmers, and through this engine
Expressed some support."
He turned to look at Oliver and said, "Good news, we will have a relatively reliable ally."
After that, Bruce turned his attention to the most eye-catching huge box present. This thing was almost seven or eight times as big as the previous engine, and it almost reached the roof of the warehouse.
Clark flew up and removed the box. The moment Bruce saw the machine, he froze in place in shock.
It could also be said to be an engine, but Bruce knew its other name - the Ark Reactor.
Bruce's thoughts were like lightning, and in an instant, he read out a name: "...Luthor."