Are Potatoes Yielding Several Thousand Jin per Mu Not Impressive?

Cheng Yaojin froze for a moment, then leaned close to Li Shimin and muttered in a lowered voice, "Your Majesty, aren't you talking nonsense? Qin Shi Huang has been dead for who knows how many years. Even a crude fellow like me knows that. Don't think you can fool me just because I haven't read much."

Li Shimin shot him a glare, conveying a single message with his eyes: Stop trying to be clever. Set an example.

Having followed Li Shimin for so long, Cheng Yaojin instantly understood the deeper meaning in his gaze. Without caring whether it was true or not, he immediately clasped his hands and bowed respectfully toward Ying Zheng, shouting, "Greetings, First Emperor!"

Seeing someone take the lead in paying respects, everyone else followed suit and cried in unison, "Greetings, First Emperor!"

Ying Zheng raised a hand slightly and said softly, "Rise."

The four Emperors gathered together, then had the generals following them pay their respects to the other three Emperors. In an instant, the atmosphere became strange.

Simply learning of the First Emperor had already made them feel as though their worldview was collapsing. Yet now, four Emperors had gathered in the same hall. Did it really have to be this exciting?

The generals were all dumbfounded. Even Cheng Yaojin, a troublemaking demon king, felt that the world was truly fantastical. Emperors were practically being sold wholesale.

As the generals of the most recent dynasty, the Ming Empire commanders felt as though they had stepped in dog shit the moment they walked out. They had actually met Emperors from history.

The Emperors before them had been dead for at least several centuries. In their original way of thinking, the only way to meet them would have been to descend into the Underworld.

But this place was definitely not the Underworld. After all, the Underworld of legend was supposed to be gloomy and filled with yin energy.

Had they passed through that gate of light and arrived in the Immortal Realm?

Or perhaps the Emperors throughout history had never died. Had they truly led their soldiers to the Immortal Realm and fought campaigns there?

And had their own Your Majesty now brought them to the Immortal Realm to join its conquests?

The four Emperors paid no attention to their generals' reactions. All of them looked toward Liu Bing. This was an Immortal. At last, they had met a real one.

Previously, separated by the Chat Group, they had not felt much of anything firsthand. Now that they saw him face-to-face, they found this Immortal remarkably approachable. He did not possess the transcendent bearing they had imagined; instead, he looked like an ordinary handsome young man.

Could this be returning to simplicity?

None of them doubted Liu Bing. After all, he could travel between worlds, and he had also been able to put so many good things up for sale in the Chat Group.

More importantly, according to the ranks in the Chat Group, every one of them was a mortal, while he alone was an Immortal. If anyone claimed he was a mortal, these Emperors would never believe it.

They all bowed to Liu Bing. "Greetings, sir."

Liu Bing nodded without putting on airs. "Your mission this time is to Overthrow the Qing and Restore the Ming. You should understand what that means. Once the mission is complete, I'll give each of you a reward."

"What reward?" Liu Che was very interested in rewards.

"Mm, seeds for various high-yield crops." Liu Bing had no intention of offering points as a reward. Although points were not particularly useful to him now, the number needed to exchange for Pangu Components later would be rather outrageous.

So he needed to save them. After all, he had promised Pangu that he would help him exchange for a Pangu Component.

"Ah? That's it?" Liu Che was somewhat disappointed. He had thought there would be cultivation techniques, immortal pills, magical treasures, or something similarly valuable.

"Heh, you think they're beneath you?" Liu Bing chuckled. "If you don't want them, I can give your share to the other Emperors."

"That would be wonderful." Ying Zheng immediately took over the conversation. High-yield seeds were truly excellent things, things that benefited both the nation and its people. Though he did not know exactly how high the yields would be, even if they merely doubled, his policy of rest and recuperation could be shortened by many years.

That way, he could become ruler of the world sooner and unlock the Chat Group Store.

"I never said I didn't want them. I just thought the reward would be something more impressive," Liu Che immediately denied refusing them.

"Potatoes that yield several thousand jin per mu aren't impressive? Rice that yields a thousand jin per mu isn't impressive? And all kinds of vegetable, melon, fruit, and other seeds aren't impressive?" Liu Bing asked Liu Che with a smile.

"Hiss!!!" Everyone present could not help but draw a sharp breath.

What had Liu Bing said? Crop seeds that yielded several thousand jin per mu? If they obtained such things, they would not merely be impressive. They would be miracles!

"Ahem, well, since Emperor Wu of Han finds them unimpressive, we can reluctantly accept his share for him. After all, we don't mind," Li Shimin said, no longer caring about fostering goodwill.

Compared with crop seeds that yielded several thousand jin per mu, whether they got along or not, whether there was dark history or not, could all be set aside for now.

The more of these things they obtained, the sooner the seeds could spread throughout Great Tang and benefit its people.

Then, things like the Xuanwu Gate Incident, accusations of killing his brother, imprisoning his father, and violating his sister-in-law—Li Shimin could ignore them all.

So long as these crop seeds became widespread, the common people would all have to shout, "Your Majesty is ordained by Heaven! Your Majesty has done wonderfully!"

If he, Li Shimin, dared to claim he was an immortal descended from Heaven, the people would have to say, "Immortal Your Majesty, your Kamui is unrivaled!"

"Li Er, what do you mean by that? Is that what I meant?" Liu Che grew anxious. This Li Shimin was really too much. Just moments ago, he had been calling him Brother Liu, and now he was directly trying to steal his resources?

Liu Bing could not be bothered with the Emperors' hidden schemes. He directly took out several real-time satellite maps and handed them to the Emperors. "These are real-time maps of Great Qing. You should know how to use them. These maps can create copies, so when the time comes, make copies and give them to your generals, allowing them to view information from various places in real time. As for how you clear out Great Qing afterward, discuss it among yourselves."

The maps Liu Bing had brought out this time were physical objects, not virtual maps that could only be stored in the Chat Group and could not be taken out.

Each Emperor received a map, and a gleam flashed through their eyes. They did not know whether these things could be brought back with them. They could only view real-time maps of their own dynasties themselves, which still imposed many restrictions.

Holding their maps, they gathered together to divide territories and plan their respective marching routes.

Zhang Jiao held the real-time map Liu Bing had handed him. Looking at its incomparably precise and detailed markings, his face remained extremely pale, but the light in his eyes was dazzling.

He did not join the Emperors' discussion. After all, he was not an Emperor, and the soldiers under his command were not as elite as those of the Emperors. They were not qualified to divide up any territory.

In the end, the Yellow Turban Army under his command consisted of poor commoners who could no longer survive. In terms of combat strength, they certainly could not compare with these Emperors' imperial armies.

Since his people had no chance to kill the enemy, they would not go, sparing them casualties. His people could follow behind these Emperors, provide relief to the common people of this world, and do whatever they could. That would count as making some contribution.