Disaster Proclamation, Chaos Is Coming!

The darkness over the black fields was constantly driven away by the spreading lamplight.

These searchlights had absorbed enough thermal radiation during the day. They consumed very little energy, and as long as it was not cloudy, they could basically maintain a balance between expenditure and output.

Bathing in such light, tens of thousands of workers were unafraid. They bent their heads and labored in the fields.

Completely different from ordinary wheat, the reason Starfire No. 3 Wheat had been promoted so extensively throughout the territory was that it could be planted over an extraordinarily vast area.

It was not only because its yield was terrifying—around two thousand jin per mu—but also because of its taste. It was completely unique! In the Age of Civilization, every high-yield variety faced one major problem: its taste declined in a straight line.

The higher the yield, the fewer nutrients the plants could absorb per unit of land, and the worse the flavor became.

But this miraculous Starfire No. 3 was different. No matter what kind of flour-based food was made from its flour, it was inexplicably thirty percent more fragrant than ordinary wheat flour.

Moreover, the higher the yield of this variety in a field, the better its taste became in direct proportion.

In previous years, the prices fetched at auctions for top-grade farmland alone had been hundreds or even thousands of times higher than those of ordinary wheat! Of course, these were all Starfire No. 3's advantages. If one had to name a flaw, it could only be that harvesting it was too difficult.

Whether cut by a harvester or reaped by hand with a sickle, the moment the ears of wheat left the main stalk, they produced an effect resembling an "explosion," causing many grains to scatter across the fields.

And