In three years on a deserted island, he went from being an agricultural professor to a savage. The seawater rice yield of 3,000 kilograms per mu was too much to eat. After a hurricane, there were three men in ancient costumes lying on the beach - Mianqi Xuanpao who claimed to be Ying Zheng, his armor stained with blood and said he was Wang Ben, and the man in court clothes knelt down and called His Majesty. I squatted at the entrance of the cave with a stone bowl and watched them eating potatoes stewed with bacon. The plot of a third-rate online novel that I stayed up late to catch up on before the apocalypse was now vividly played out in front of me. These madmen looked up and asked me what year this was when they were full. I chewed grass roots and said that according to your calculations, the Great Qin Dynasty would have died long ago.
