Skeletons Farming

[You have received experience from your familiar [Soul Lamenter - Aurest]][You have gained 1500xp][You have gained 1300xp][You have gained 1200xp] Iron Dragon Wing Palace, Keosius, sitting on his throne, looked at the information that had been refreshed on the panel and nodded in satisfaction.

Olivia, the Silver Dragon dragon, recently moved to Istaria in the heart of the Empire, saying she wanted to fulfill her duties as a senator and make the Embers of the Burned Empire a more just and peaceful nation.

Meanwhile, the White Dragon Tinia was dragged away to cram for history and politics, and she wasn't allowed to come back until she completed her studies.

Blue Dragon Christina seems to have disappeared recently. After that coronation ceremony, the Faria Family's attitude towards the Embers of the Burned Empire was complicated.

After the coronation ceremony, with internal and external troubles resolved and the Embers of the Burned Empire having completely unified the Anzeta Great Wasteland, the life of "Embers of the Burned Emperor" Keosius became exceptionally dull—

Every day, I just eat, sleep, study spells, and quietly watch my experience points rise and my Gold Coin pile up in my treasury.

What a boring life.

Keosius couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

"The players' enthusiasm is even higher than I expected. In just a few weeks, they have generated more than 50,000 experience points."

"Tsk, it was worth it for me to personally capture that lich; the effect is really good."

"Oh right, what about Matra? I don't know about him either."

Before Keosius could finish speaking, a magical communication request appeared in the hall. "Your Majesty, our experiment has been a success. These Undead Creatures can be used as farmers."

The excited voice of the Imperial Agricultural Affairs Officer Alifu Levi, rang out.

Keosius turned his head and looked at a mirror on the wall, which reflected a vast, flat field with black soil so fertile it looked like it was about to ooze oil.

This is the Matra Great Plains, which was originally covered by snow that never melted and was once a "desolate land" abandoned by the Northern Nobles.

After the Red Dragon altered the climate and melted the snow, this area transformed into the largest and most fertile farmland in the entire Anzeta region – the Matra Great Farmlands.

This plain has 43 million mu of arable land, and its flat terrain and fertile soil, if properly developed, are enough to support the entire empire's food supply.

"Aww!"

A deep voice echoed across the plain.

On that land, there were rows of pale white skeletons everywhere, walking stiffly in the fields, swinging hoes with all their might, actually—plowing the land.

Yes, they are indeed tilling the land.

These skeletons have no independent consciousness, but they can be controlled to perform some of the most basic actions.

In the fields further away, hundreds of skeletons could be seen sowing seeds under the guidance of Agricultural Affairs Officer.

Anzeta itself is a sparsely populated region with fewer than ten million people scattered across a vast area of nearly three million square kilometers.

The empire did not lack land, but rather people.

Under Lang Pu's call, factories in various cities are hiring, but it seems somewhat counterproductive to divert a portion of the scarce and valuable human resources to agricultural work.

However, industrial development requires a sufficient non-agricultural population and ample food supplies. Furthermore, the empire has not yet developed large-scale agricultural machinery.

Therefore, Lang Pu proposed the "Agricultural Affairs Department" as a new imperial institution.

"Agricultural Affairs Officer" are mostly Druid who are well-versed in the Path of Nature. Almost all of them are players. Each Agricultural Affairs Officer leads hundreds of cheap skeletons to carry out large-scale, centralized agricultural cultivation at night.

During the day, most of these skeletons either wait in their coffins or mine underground.

Furthermore, the department collaborates with the Empire's Technology Department, with "Gene Master" from the Church of the Machine God responsible for cultivating superior varieties and researching crops that are more productive and better adapted to their environment.

At the same time, Druid can also use Druid magic to perform various growth-enhancing spells that go against the Path of Nature, making crops grow more vigorously.

One player, nicknamed "I Don't Eat Jin Ke La," even took a different approach, buying and hoarding people's excrement from various cities to start a "Jin Ke La Organic Fertilizer Company."

At the same time, he also collaborated with the Ministry of Agriculture, and in just a few weeks, he became one of the wealthiest people in the player community.

This might be some kind of talent flowing in their blood; players are making quite a lot of progress in farming.

It is expected that after this harvest, the grain from Matra Great Farmlands will be able to supply the entire country.

It is foreseeable that once the "Skull Agriculture System" is fully established, the Empire will not lack food for a considerable period of time.

Keosius gazed at the endless farmland, seemingly already seeing the golden wheat fields that would soon sprout there.

However, his gaze also drifted to the distant city, where he saw the people sweating profusely before the massive, monstrous machines, like parts attached to these steel monsters.

"Hehe."

"You should be thanking me for farming, at least you can have enough to eat now, right?"

Red Dragon couldn't help but yawn; he felt a little sleepy, and perhaps his next deep sleep was about to begin.

Night fell, and the stars twinkled.

On the Matra Great Farmlands, a Druid was driving hundreds of skeletons to work diligently in the fields.

The nickname above his head is the famous [Freedom Wings]—also known as "Holy Light Bro" by players.

Holy Light Bro wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was still naked and strong, with some parts of his body obscured by the blinding holy light, making him shine like a star in the night.

He looked into the distance, a rugged and simple smile on his face.

"Ah--"

"What a beautiful wilderness! I can feel the breath of nature—"

He sighed, "It's a pity that people are all foolish and do not understand the beauty of the Path of Nature. They insist on using coarse cloth to cover up their beautiful bodies."

Holy Light Bro patted the skull in front of him.

"You are the best. Even though you are dead, you are naked and open with me."

"Praise be to freedom!"

Holy Light Bro lay down and turned into a brown bear.

His entire body radiated a fluorescent green natural power, allowing the sown seeds to accumulate more life energy.

"Aww!"

The skeletons let out suppressed growls, still swinging their hoes over and over again, seemingly never tiring.

In reality, Holy Light Bro is talking complete nonsense. Undead Creatures and Druid are inherently incompatible. Druid who follow the Path of Nature despise these beings that do not follow death.

The players, however, didn't care at all; he just wanted to find a way to satisfy his perverted desires.