Starships of All Realms Online

Chapter 17 Chemical System, The Reptilians Reappear

Inside the underground base, under Zhou Yang's command, all preparations were quickly completed.

"Commander, you may begin."

"Okay, let's begin."

As Fang Heng nodded, Zhou Yang immediately ordered his men to begin their operation.

"Buzz!"

The small pumping unit started operating, and soon the first tube of crude oil was drawn up.

"Instantly test the crude oil quality."

"Yes, sir!"

The first tube of crude oil was quickly sent to the testing lab, while the remaining crude oil flowed through the pipeline into the crude oil storage tank.

At the current construction speed, the first small chemical plant will be completed in a month, at which time it will be able to refine crude oil, whether into refined oil products or chemical products.

Compared to those large-scale chemical plants that occupy vast areas, Fang Heng's chemical plant is mainly for its own use, so it is not very large.

Watching the oil pump operate, continuously drawing crude oil from the ground, Fang Heng nodded in satisfaction.

"Zhou Yang, the safety measures here must be in place. Once the actual oil production base is completed, this place can be sealed off."

"Yes, Commander, I will arrange it."

For Fang Heng, the security of the base is still very important. There is no other way but to keep it a secret, otherwise the news that there is oil here will leak out and easily breed mold.

However, once you have the ability to protect yourself, you can mine openly and honestly.

He didn't need to worry about the rest and turned to leave.

Time passed little by little, and soon a month had passed.

With the five major countries around the world imposing controls and bans on the sale of various goods, the global economy has also been affected.

Fang Heng's most direct feeling was that there were many more poor people coming to settle down outside his transit manor.

He didn't hold back with these people; instead, he organized them all and had them farm.

The result of global control is that international food prices are rising rapidly, and Fang Heng also needs a large amount of food.

So he made two preparations: on the one hand, he purchased grain from China or Southeast Asia through domestic channels; on the other hand, he organized the local people to cultivate the land.

Of course, the land is owned by Fang Heng, and the people who farm it can be considered his employees.

To motivate these people, Fang Heng also stipulated reward measures. Each family was responsible for the land, and as long as the prescribed output was achieved, they could receive a reward of one jin of staple grain for every 100 jin of additional output.

This pound of staple food can also be converted into equivalent currency, but this value is fixed before global material control measures were implemented.

In the country where Fang Heng lives, land is very cheap, and influenced by the Western world, land can be bought and sold. Once purchased, it becomes private property, and private property is sacred and inviolable.

Moreover, because they were poor, the land price was very cheap, less than 2 RMB per mu, and they directly purchased 10 square kilometers of land to the maximum extent.

If you only look at this data, many people may not have an intuitive impression, but when converted into a city, an area of ​​ten square kilometers is equivalent to the size of a small county town.

Moreover, all of these are fertile lands, equivalent to 15000 mu of good farmland.

However, the only problem is water resources.

Besides poverty, the first impression of Montenegro is its lack of water.

In reality, South Africa does experience water shortages, but these shortages primarily affect the poorest populations.

Moreover, Fang Heng's area is close to the sea. In order to continue to develop, he also bought a piece of land in the coastal area, partly as a future port, and partly to build a seawater desalination plant.

According to Fang Heng's plan, he also intends to connect his current territory with the coastal territory later, so that they can become a whole, which will also facilitate the flow of resources.

In addition to the area Fang Heng bought, there are nearly 20 square kilometers of land that he leased outside of his private territory.

If rented, the price is 50 yuan per mu per year, with a minimum lease term of ten years.

So Fang Heng also made a grand gesture and directly leased 20 square kilometers of land.

In this way, Fang Heng would actually control at least 50 square kilometers of land.

After all, the area is sparsely populated, and Fang Heng has made good connections, so no one will delve into this matter.

However, after Fang Heng implemented the farming plan, some disturbances initially arose.

Although these poor people are at the bottom of society, they have long made a living in gang territory and have been influenced by the gang's style and habits. However, they are weak and unable to resist the gang's exploitation, which is why they look so pitiful.

But these people are the kind who turn their knives on the weak, and they don't deserve any sympathy.

After living with Fang Heng for a while, and discovering that Fang Heng ignored them and could even bully them, their fear of Fang Heng basically disappeared.

So after this announcement, many people discussed it and even started arguing on the spot.

Fang Heng, who was inside the base, found this scene somewhat laughable.

"Indeed, there's a reason why these people are used as farm tools. Of the three major races, only these farm tools haven't produced a powerful nation, which speaks volumes."

"Boris, don't be polite to these people. There may not be many other things on this planet, but there are plenty of people, and they are a renewable resource. If they don't obey, just shoot them."

"Yes, Commander."

At the entrance of the manor, Boris, dressed in combat gear, looked at the clamoring crowd in front of him and waved his hand, causing all the soldiers present to raise their weapons.

"Now, this is an ultimatum: everyone, either work as we say, or leave our controlled area."

Although these people were terrified of the armed soldiers, many of them still held onto a sliver of hope, thinking that with so many people around, the enemy would surely not dare to fire.

Unfortunately, they were wrong.

"Fire!"

After issuing the ultimatum, Boris looked at the crowd that still hadn't left and was even trying to get closer. Without hesitation, he ordered his men to open fire.

"Da da da!"

"Aaaaaah!"

As all the soldiers opened fire, the scene instantly turned into hell, and the gathered crowd was wiped out in a short time.

"To nip the problem in the bud, kill all the family members involved according to the list, so as to prevent future troubles."

Seeing everyone being killed, Boris issued new orders.

Soon, 10 pickup trucks drove out of the manor, with two soldiers and three Guardians in the back of each truck heading to a nearby gathering point.

On that day, a burning site appeared outside the gathering point, where all the people who had been cleared were placed and burned directly.

Only in this way can we avoid worrying about an epidemic.

As Boris took action, the farm implements finally came to their senses; this was a warlord, not a benevolent philanthropist.

Faced with two choices, all the farm tools finally made up their minds. Compared to those gangs that devour people without spitting out the bones, although it was harder here, at least there was hope for the future.

Soon, everyone made their choices, and Boris arranged for people to register all the remaining farm tools and distribute the tools and seeds so that they could begin cultivating the land.

In fact, Fang Heng did not expect these farm tools to produce a large output. After all, this is a plain area, and large-scale mechanized planting is very simple. With his artificial intelligence, the machinery can operate autonomously without human control, saving a lot of manpower.

The reason for allowing these people to continue farming is to establish rules. Without rules, nothing can be accomplished. If rules are not established, when the population grows, it will inevitably require bloodshed to establish order.

Although these people are expendable to him, they should not be wasted on such meaningless things, but rather dedicated to the cause of medicine for humanity.

Just as Fang Heng was slowly resuming production, on the seabed of the Pacific Ocean, a large complex of buildings, protected by a dome, sat on the seabed.

This is the deep-sea base of the lizard people. These lizard people, who fell into the ocean with the meteorite, have now built a fully functional underwater base.

However, once inside the base, one discovers that these lizardmen are merely weapons of war created by another civilization.

Inside a building in the center of the underwater base, a figure dressed in magnificent attire sat in the main seat.

"Master, the deep space communicator has been built and the launch procedure is ready. It can be launched at any time."

"Yes, very good. The air force is also ready to ensure that the deep space communicator can successfully enter space."

With current Earth technology, they have no way to damage deep-space communicators beyond a certain distance.

"Yes, my lord, I will arrange it immediately."

Soon, three days later, a streak of fire shot up from the seabed and quickly flew into space.

Such a huge commotion was immediately detected by the five major powers.

After quickly determining that it wasn't launched by anyone else, the five great powers soon realized that the rocket must have been launched by the Lizardmen.

"Shoot it down!"

"Whatever they're trying to do, shoot it down!"

Soon, countless missiles were launched, rushing towards the unknown rocket.

"Sir, the enemy is too fast; our missiles can't catch up."

"Damn it, what did the rabbit say?"

"The rabbit side has already deployed the whistling aircraft, but unfortunately, they were a step too slow and couldn't catch up."

"Damn it!"

At this moment, the person in charge angrily slammed his fist on the control panel.

"Report the situation to the Black House; the real trouble is about to begin."

The person in charge knew very well that there must be a very important device on this rocket, most likely a communication device.

These lizardmen's previous actions were aimed at deep-space communication, but they failed last time, so this time they've probably changed their direction.

Thinking about this, the person in charge sighed. It seemed it was time to make arrangements for his family.