In terms of mind, Lin San wine is naturally not better than a gift bag; However, since she saw the problem on the wall, she actually had the same feeling faintly. All the designs in this game made her feel very uncomfortable - not dangerous, but uncomfortable.

"Please explain why there are insufficient positions in the room."

This problem has obviously been hovering in the hearts of everyone; After the farmers paid taxes and distributed food balls, they all added some physical strength, and began a scattered discussion. The slow footsteps of elephants "bang" and "bang" gradually became like background sound, which made them deaf.

"Because... We haven't worked hard enough?" Female Yue, who has been working for nine hours in a row, was still ploughing when she tried to ask questions.

"I don't like to hear that." Hauster, who was big and thick, was huddled in the corner, squatting between several fields, and muttered when he heard his words. "Tell me, why?"

"You think, if farmers work harder and earn more food balls, they can buy more things... But now there is not even a vendor in the room, which means that our income is insufficient." The woman wiped the sweat on her head and said, "maybe it can't be said that we don't work hard enough. It should be said that the efficiency is too low, which may be the reason for the production tools."

"Blame me?" Lu Hua's words came out, and he felt a little angry, so he smiled mildly: "in fact, I saw that I can't do much on tools... If I can cultivate more farmland, wouldn't it be better to solve the problem?"

Because she didn't know when the farm tools would be damaged again, she, like Jisheng, had to stay near the farmland to search for the exit, so she became the nearest person to the elephant, and almost turned around and hit the elephant's leg several times. However, Lu Hua and Jiansheng have become more and more accustomed to the situation. She looked almost motionless last time. She turned around slightly and skilfully, and then walked away.

"So, in fact, the problem is very simple," hauster concluded. "It's not our fault or Lu Hua, because the land we live in is not large enough."

"Yes, the land is not large enough and the farmers' income is not enough, so without more demand, more jobs cannot be created..."

Almost as soon as this sentence fell, Lin Sanjiu only felt a flash in the afterglow. When she looked back, she found that the words on the wall had changed.

"Tonight, please explain why farmers' harvest can't make them full."

"Oh, it seems that our answer to the last question is correct?" Hauster seemed to be encouraged. He looked around and said, "this problem is too simple. There are many people here. One point for everyone, isn't everyone enough?"

The line immediately disappeared again, obviously approving this explanation; The next question is "within six hours, please explain reasonably why farmers need to work for a long time on the premise of the answer to the previous question."

"The answer time is getting shorter and shorter," Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but be stunned, "this... Isn't there any danger?"

As long as there is no serious imbalance in the game - for example, let them finish the problem in one second - then it will not be a lot of burden for them to have more intensive problems. After all, there is no punishment for wrong answers, and they don't hinder speaking when they are working.

Although they didn't think it was too dangerous, they didn't rush to answer this question out of caution.

However, Lin Sanjiu was very suspicious that they were just like himself at this time, and he was secretly thinking about how to answer this question. Working continuously for nearly ten hours a day, the output is not enough for everyone to share. In addition to the large number of people, it means that the efficiency of each hour is not high enough... If two food balls are produced in an hour, all problems are solved.

So it seems that Lu Hua is to blame again. If Lu Hua can optimize her farm tools, such as making a machine to speed up sowing, instead of just waiting for the farm tools to repair when they break... It's still so expensive to repair once.

She thought of this and suddenly suppressed her thoughts. The faint discomfort is stronger.

Lin Sanjiu looked back.

Not long ago, after eight and a half food balls were poured into the cement trough, the elephant really walked to the edge of the trough. To everyone's slight surprise, it took some food balls out of the slot and put them in front of spaan and Jiansheng instead of eating first.

As a tax collector, Jisheng obviously learned the situation from the instructions in advance. He immediately took out the tax collector's tools, didn't look at the elephant at all, but cut the food ball into small pieces and shared it with spaan and the two people - they didn't disclose their "income", but each person received less than one piece, which should be about 20% of the overall tax, that is, 0.85 food balls per person.

There is no need to mention where the remaining 80% of the food balls go.

As soon as the elephant finished eating, the 23 half food balls here after tax were split up in the blink of an eye. After ensuring everyone's minimum survival needs, they finally had only 2.7 food balls left - the newly harvested food balls after the eighth hour, which could not be eaten because they had not paid taxes. Finally, these two more food balls were put into a box and placed in the corner as a reserve.

"Exit..." even the female Yue, who was always relaxed and happy, couldn't help it now, and asked like a groan, "is there no hope?"

At least half of the surfaces in the room, including the ceiling, were covered with scratches. It can't be said that several people in charge of the search didn't try their best; But there are the same hard and solid cement blocks everywhere, which have no intention of opening at all.

By this time, spaan had already stopped his hand and was sitting on the ground leaning against the wall. His eyes seemed to have passed through the elephant in the room, and he didn't know where he fell in the distance. Or Lu Hua answered Nu Yue, as if to make up for his tone just now: "... Not yet, I see it with my naked eyes, and I feel it's the same everywhere."

"I'm too tired," hauster suddenly put down his farm tools and threw the tenth food ball he had just harvested into his backpack. "I'll sleep for one night and get up tomorrow."

"Is it too early?" Lin Sanjiu was a little worried and said, "we only earned the minimum survival limit for everyone."

Hauster was stunned, as if he hadn't expected her to ask. Before answering, he looked up at the question on the wall and smiled wearily, "just? I produced ten food balls today, deducted taxes, and there are seven and a half, which is enough for me to live well. But now I only eat three. I don't know how weak I want to be when I get up tomorrow. I have to continue to extend my working hours tonight. How can I stand it?"

He looked around, glanced at everyone, and finally sighed. "It's not that I don't want to take care of my companions... It's really that there is a problem with our current system. Half of the people have to feed the other half, and we farmers can only live and die."

Lin Sanjiu only thought that his words seemed very problematic, but before she could figure out how to answer, she suddenly pointed to the wall at the other end and was surprised: "the words changed again, this time... It's not a problem."

Originally, if you don't deliberately answer, as long as what you say meets the answer standard, will it be counted as an answer?

Lin Sanjiu looked back and found that this time it was written on the wall, "please prove your contribution to society within an hour."

"We farmers don't need to say more," the woman hesitated a little and said, "all the food we eat is produced by our hard work..."

"You can't farm without me." When Lu Hua spoke, he took a bit of vigilance - it seemed that he was afraid of being criticized.

In fact, except for Han Suiping, who is unconscious, everyone has their own role: no matter how many food balls farmers produce, they can't eat them without a tax collector; In addition to supervising the tax officers, the inspectors should also be responsible for ensuring that all agreements and contracts can be correctly implemented.

However, after everyone finished their duties, the text on the wall still did not change the content.

This time, even hauster, who was going to bed, didn't dare to go to bed at ease.

"What do you mean?" He muttered, "does that mean we didn't meet the requirements?"

Ji Shanqing, who has been observing the situation silently, suddenly opened his mouth. "Maybe it's for us to prove it by action," he glanced at hauster. "If so, you'll have to work at least another hour."

Hauster murmured a curse, and then sat down on the edge of his farm again - a big man of his, who always looked clumsy when curling up next to several fields the size of a chessboard. Lin Sanjiu breathed a sigh of relief. For the first time, he felt that the words on the wall were not bad.

Coincidentally, as soon as hauster picked up his little hoe, the metal piece fell off the wooden pole with a "clatter". He stared at it for two seconds, and his face was red with anger - "I knew I might as well go to bed!" He scolded and said, "come and fix the reed painting."

"Four food balls." Lu Hua whispered.

Hauster looked at her, feeling that he must have missed it.

"It's very late today, and the ball I get now must be counted into tomorrow's share. In this way, it means that only one person's farm tools will break down one day, so the price naturally needs to rise to 4 balls to ensure my own survival." Lu Hua's voice trembled slightly, but he finished calmly, "sorry, but... As you just said, I don't know when you will stop distributing food balls because you are too tired..."

She seemed to be afraid of being misunderstood, and hurriedly added, "in fact, you pay me in the form of remuneration, which is the same as giving it to me later. In the end, we can all survive, right?"

No, that's different.

At this moment, Lin Sanjiu suddenly felt that if she turned her head now, she might see the elephant laughing like a human.

Its rations began to increase automatically.