At the end of a golden wheat field, on an endless plain, a machine as huge as a mountain is being built and filled with countless cranes and construction machinery.
This huge device is shocking just by looking at its size. Countless puppet robots are busy on the scaffolding, and pieces of steel are welded together to form a shell that is not neat.
Compared to the giant mechanical device, a young man working in the golden wheat field nearby seemed a bit too small.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead with a satisfied expression on his face. His father was a farmer, and his father's lifelong wish was to own his own land.
This wish was truly realized in his lifetime, because he came to this planet with no name but only a number, and then obtained hundreds of acres of land that was completely his own.
Now he lives a fulfilling life every day, taking care of these crops which, although no longer valuable, still make him very satisfied.
Farming machinery will soon be allocated to help him cultivate more land. Land is not valuable here, but talent is the most valuable.
There are currently only tens of thousands of settlers on the entire planet. These people are scattered in several large camps across the entire planet and lead a regular life every day.
They studied, they cultivated, and they built, until a few days ago, the main body of the huge machine landed not far away, and then it was expanded into what it is now.
When the young man raised his head again, he had already repaired a row of wheat ears. He straightened up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked the old man next to him: "What is this... so tall and so big?"
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The old man is not his father, but an old farmer living in Dothan. He left his hometown and came here because his land was annexed and he could no longer survive, so he came here to try his luck.
As a result, he found that he was very lucky. After coming here, he lived a paradise-like life with no worries about food and drink. In addition to having to work every day, he had everything here, which made him, an old man, happy and exhausted every day.
Two front teeth, smiling wildly.
The old man narrowed his eyes and said to the young man beside him: "You don't like to inquire, but I asked the consul who came yesterday to verify the farming work."
"Oh? What did he say?" The young man immediately became curious and asked.
The old man didn't show off and immediately replied: "This is a new defense device deployed on the border planet. I heard it can block space jumps..."
Even a farmer who farms on a border planet or has flown on a spaceship has a very in-depth understanding of high and new technologies.
In fact, the Elanshir Empire has basically eliminated illiteracy. Using the Magic Ball of Knowledge and compulsory education, Chris has made the people of the entire empire have a certain level of cultural quality.
"In the future, if you want to use space jump technology to leave the empire, you will need to go through the relevant ports. Going directly to the border will waste a lot of time." As he said, he continued to bend down slightly and began to organize.
Maisui: "Moreover, it is easy to expose one's own trajectory. I heard that this blocking device has a certain range."
In order to prevent this blockage from forming only a barrier, the spaceship only needs to jump to the border, and then use the engine to propel it through the blocked area, and then it can continue to jump forward. The Eilanhill Empire deployed the magic jammer at the border.
On a planet in the border area.
As a result, there is a vast space in the border area where space jumps cannot be made, and the spacecraft can only waste a long, long time relying on its engine to travel this distance.
Obviously, this waste of time and easy to leave traces is unwise, so if you want to leave or enter the empire, you can only go through the open ports.
The young man nodded. He knew that the planet he was on was still some distance away from the distant border. If there was no need for space jumps, it would still be a very long journey.
"I also heard that a spaceship is coming today." The old man did not raise his head, but continued: "The consul said it is a good thing."
"A good thing?" The young man also had enough rest. He bent down and asked while working: "What good thing can happen? Could it be that they were finally willing to send us tractors and farming robots?"
"Hey, it can't be that fast. I heard that the production can't keep up, and it won't be popularized here until next month." The old man chuckled, and then lowered his voice mysteriously: "Tell me, your dad
What is your greatest wish before you die?"
The young man was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "Don't make fun of me. Although we have no worries about food and drink here, it is really difficult to start a family. There may only be a few thousand girls on the entire planet, who can do that?"
He has taken a fancy to a poor boy like me."
"So, I say it's a good thing." The old man chuckled and said, "I heard that because we have too many men here, we were given priority."
As he spoke, he had already walked to the other end of the field ridge, and had finally secured another row of crops: "The Archon said that 20,000 girls were found from Planet Hope 2 and sent directly to us... Like you
At such an age, a woman is assigned to the official to get married and have children..."
"Are you serious?" The energetic young man also arrived at the edge of the field, put down the last wheat ear, and stood up straight: "Does the city hall still care about this kind of thing?"
"The chief consul said, just go ahead and have fun!" The wrinkles on the old man's face turned into flowers as he smiled. He pointed at the young man with his calloused fingers and said teasingly: "I will become a man in the future.
After you have a family and a son, your father's wish will be fulfilled."
The young man nodded and said, "If he could persist for two more years, he might be able to live to see this good day today."
"No...it's a good life, no amount is too much." The old man nodded, then walked around to another row of field ridges, bent down and continued working.
The young man also nodded and continued to bend down to work: "I don't know what kind of person you can give me, whether it is tall or short, fat or thin, what kind of person it is, and whether it can be managed well."
"Ha, you are an expert in planting in our field. If I don't arrange a good one for you, are you taking advantage of those guys?" The old man laughed.
While they were chatting, a spacecraft entered orbit and began releasing reentry modules one after another.
