Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland.

Chapter 506: The Speed ​​of Construction
Just like bees in nature, they use the beeswax they secrete to build nests for their colony.

Bees have a similar mechanism.

Woman wiped his mouth and felt his empty stomach, feeling quite satisfied.

The red mucus sprayed all over the first mound in front of him.

This isn't just bee-people vomit.

It is also a unique adhesive secreted from the bodies of worker bees. Just as glutinous rice juice was used to build houses in ancient times, the strength of these biological agents after drying is no less than that of some cement slurry.

The only downside is that you need to stock up.

Of course, within the Hive Clan, the bodies of old Hive People or dead compatriots can be directly crushed to act as a large amount of adhesive...which is definitely not useful now.

On the other side, the workers struck while the iron was hot and added crushed turf, dead leaves and even partially rotten fur, and then covered it with clay and tamped it down. This was to increase the toughness of the wall, which is equivalent to a composite material.

Some herders use dried cow dung to build walls.

The same is true.

The tough grass stems that cannot be digested inside, to some extent, play the role of primitive "rebars" in reinforced concrete.

Plus the secretions of their bees...

Watching the first layer of foundation being built, Woman felt a thousand times greater sense of accomplishment in his heart, even happier than getting drunk.

Even an ordinary earth wall.

He, Woman, also wants to do his best.

Anyone who cannot appreciate walls has very poor taste.

It's a pity that the construction period...

But for some reason, even in the past wall-building work, Woman had never felt it was as smooth as it was now, as if it didn't take much time to complete the compaction of the foundation.

Maybe it's because I've let go of all the random thoughts.
When you devote yourself wholeheartedly, you will feel that time flies by, right?

"Call it a day!" The worker bee clapped his hands and looked around. "Logistics - where's the food?"

Hearing this, a herdsman ran over.

But his face was full of embarrassment.

"Sorry, we didn't expect... the food hasn't been prepared yet, we'll go get it now."

"Not prepared?" Woman was surprised.

In order to speed up the work, he didn't even have time to eat lunch, and worked hard while the body fluid adhesive was still wet...

Why did the logistics fail?

Or do the herders in Shan only eat one meal a day?

"Brother Worker Bee," the herdsman noticed something was wrong and pointed at the sun in the sky, "it's only been two hours since you started working."

"Two hours?" Warman was stunned.

He rushed out of the shaded shed and looked up at the huge fireball hanging in the blue sky, watching its moving trajectory.

It just passed an inch across the sky.

"It's true..." The worker bee widened his eyes.

And the other side.

Lu Meng was leaning on a long knife, looking out at the bustling construction site from a slightly higher grass hill.

in his field of vision.

The working figures of the bees were like a holographic movie. Suddenly, the acceleration key was pressed, and even afterimages were left.

Everything happened quickly.

1.25X, 1.5X, 2X...5X!

[Effective module: Quick construction]

Five times the speed!
Just like the effect of a rapid medical bed, it changes the concept of time and speeds up certain events on their original basis.

In the past.

Lu Meng also has a similar [Quick Production] module, but it can only be used on himself to speed up the creation of things from his hands.

but now.

It actually allows everyone in the entire engineering department to enjoy the bonus.

As expected, it is a B-level authority that can directly change the world.

Doesn’t this touch upon the underlying logic of the rules?

The reason why the [Quick Construction] module can take effect.

It was precisely because of the roof on the foundation that the space under the long spliced ​​tent was determined to be the scope of Lu Meng's base. As long as the construction work was carried out within the scope of the base.

You can enjoy the benefits of the module.

This is how the snowball started.

"This progress...can work!" Lu Meng's eyes lit up.

The actual time is one week.

But if the effect of the module is taken into account, the amount of work that can be completed is equivalent to one month!

With the ability of Walllover Worman, plus the support of the entire Swamp Engineering Department.

With a month's time, let alone building a mud wall, even a "Flash Maginot" is possible...

Of course, the physical exertion of the workers also needs to be taken into account.

The construction speed is accelerated.

But the workload will not change.

It is necessary to adjust the logistics and change the new shift system based on today's progress to ensure adequate rest.

Lu Meng estimated.

If you have spare time.

You can even consider building some other buildings.

……

……

Qingrong Baimei was panting.

Blood kept flowing from the steel knife in his hand, and a hideous wound was cut on his right arm, making him look quite miserable.

There were corpses everywhere and the air was filled with a cruel and bloody smell.

Lying on the ground were the bodies of Buried Ground Wolves, as well as the bodies of even more White Eyebrow Infantrymen - a bitter battle had undoubtedly taken place between them, and the White Eyebrow Clan had suffered heavy losses.

"As expected of you, Lord Wumian," Qing Rong looked at the man beside him with great relief, "You actually thought of using the method of driving the wolves to create chaos and let them fight among themselves..."

The man was wearing a crimson cloak and had deep eyes.

"It's a small matter." He said lightly.

If the envoy of the White Eyebrow Clan had not happened to pick up Wumian and traveled to the headquarter together... if this group of people had encountered a pack of wolves on the way, the losses would have been even more severe.

Now the price is
It's completely acceptable.

The surviving White-eyebrowed warriors looked at the man in the crimson cloak with reverence, and team leader Qing Rong spoke out what was in their hearts.

As expected, he is called Lord Wumian.

The most talented beast tamer in all of Shem.

Judging from the wolves that were forced into the Boneyard in the Flash Land, the beak-mouthed beast disaster behind them must be unprecedentedly violent... but fortunately they asked the Faceless to help.

You have to know that Wumian himself is not afraid of the beak-mouthed beast.

Even so, he was still willing to stand up for the White Eyebrow Clan.

They are indebted to each other.

"Lord Wumian~" Just as the soldiers of the White Eyebrow Clan were busy packing up, a shrill voice rang out, attracting all of Wumian's attention.

“I dare not, Lord Ren.” Wumian recognized him and bowed.

The other party was a representative of the Merchant Guild, the fat wealthy businessman Ren Lin, who was a fellow traveler with them to the White Eyebrow Clan headquarters.

The Merchant Guild has set up a permanent trading base in the White Eyebrow Clan. Now that the beast disaster is approaching in the Flash Land, guild members from all over the place have either left the Flash Land or, knowing that the most powerful White Eyebrow Clan is the safest, have rushed over to gather there.

Although the people of the tribe of Shem respected Faceless very much.

But Wumian knew that compared to the Merchant Guild, he was still insignificant.

"You don't have to be so polite," the plump white Ren Lin wiped his sweat with satisfaction, took a long black box from his subordinate and handed it to Wumian, "Master Wumian's ability is indeed amazing to us outsiders... and thank you for saving my life just now - it's just a small gift, not a token of respect."

Without waiting for Wumian to speak, he opened the black box.

The words that Wumian originally wanted to say to refuse were stuck in his throat and he could no longer utter them.

Looking at the strange black and gold instrument.

He couldn't help but be stunned, and subconsciously shouted:

"Old World Crossbow MK2..."

“Masterpiece!”

(End of this chapter)