The Advantage of a Transmigrator

When Shen Changchuan first proposed reforming Dawan Village, Han Qinhu supported him with all his might, yet he could not help but feel a twinge of worry deep down. After all, Shen Changchuan was far too young. At such a tender age, a youth's heart was full of fervor, and Han Qinhu had seen more than enough instances in his life where impulsive actions turned good intentions into disasters. Moreover, none of them had any experience in cultivating Spirit Grain. With no reference point to judge whether such changes would be beneficial or detrimental, it was only natural for him to feel uneasy.

Fortunately, the plan Shen Changchuan eventually presented was not rash. He merely reorganized the personnel and kept the original planting methods intact, designating only two mu of land as experimental fields. Furthermore, the cultivation of these experimental fields was based on a thorough understanding of the various experiences gathered from the grassroots level, summarized and synthesized only at the very end. Every step was taken with extreme steadiness, which gradually instilled more confidence in Han Qinhu. By the time the harvest season arrived, Han Qinhu felt that the success was only natural.

In fact, he was not alone in this sentiment; every villager in Dawan Village felt the same. Many had originally been reluctant to accept Shen Changchuan's reforms due to a conservative nature, but because the other party was an Immortal Master whose orders could not be defied, they had been forced to undergo the reorganization. However, over these past days, the changes in Dawan Village had been plain for all to see. Everyone had their own internal scale to weigh whether the reforms were good or bad. Now, at this very moment, all twelve mu of Spirit Grain had seen an increase in yield. Shen Changchuan's prestige throughout the village had reached its peak.

No one dared to harbor even a shred of dissent! How else could one explain why he was an Immortal Master at such a young age? His actions naturally had their own logic. As Han Qinhu accompanied Shen Changchuan to the edge of the Spirit Grain fields, the villagers working nearby cast looks of reverence toward them.

"That is good." Seeing that his reforms had truly been effective, Shen Changchuan breathed a sigh of relief. "Hmm, after the harvest, collect the problems encountered by the people in the fields, as well as the reasons and techniques that led to the increased yield. See which team—the eleventh or the twelfth—achieved the highest yield in their respective experimental fields. Use the manual from the most successful team as a baseline, further incorporate and improve upon other methods, and promote this model across the board next year."

After pondering for a moment, Shen Changchuan spoke. Although he was not a Spirit Planter and did not understand the cultivation of Spirit Grain—his knowledge of this world being limited to the various miscellaneous books he had read while at the Shen Family Estate—he was fortunate. He possessed the experience of an industrial civilization from another world and had received a certain level of education. Shen Changchuan's method for improving Spirit Grain cultivation was, in fact, nothing more than the inductive and analytical methods used in mathematics, physics, and chemistry: collecting data, organizing and classifying, observing commonalities, summarizing, and verifying conclusions. These methods appeared simple, yet they were the crystallization of the wisdom of his past life's industrial civilization.

In truth, this was not the first time Shen Changchuan had benefited from the lingering shade of his past life's knowledge. The multiple perfected spells on his system panel were also the result of the educational system he had brought with him. Shen Changchuan's talent for spell cultivation was far from top-tier. Although, after transmigrating, his soul was stronger than others due to the absorption and fusion of two souls.

However, the most he could do was leverage his soul's advantage to enjoy benefits like a better memory.

When it came to insights into spells, he actually did not have much of an advantage.

Compared to those legendary true geniuses who understood things at a glance and mastered them upon learning, the gap for Shen Changchuan was far too vast.

But why was he able to master so many spells at the perfection level?

One reason was the merit of the system panel, which allowed him to see his own cultivation progress.

The second reason, was the learning methods from his past life.

For instance, the tactic of drilling through mountains of practice problems, or research methods such as posing questions, forming hypotheses, summarizing, and drawing conclusions.

The knowledge and experiences from that previous life, while unable to let Shen Changchuan ascend to the heavens in a single step or reach the summit overnight, acted like a compass in the fog, pointing him in the right direction so he could climb to the heights step by step.

"Right, since the Spirit Grain yield has increased, once the harvest of the spirit fields is complete, let's take ten percent of the surplus from the ten mu of spirit fields and hold a banquet."

Shen Changchuan reined in his wandering thoughts and spoke aloud.

Ten percent of the surplus was not much when spread across two thousand people.

However, mixing it with ordinary polished rice to cook a large pot of Spirit Grain porridge was certainly doable.

Appropriate rewards, could better stimulate the subjective initiative of those below.

And indeed, that was the case;

the reason those ten mu of spirit fields saw a ten percent increase in yield was precisely because the incentive plan for the Eleventh and Twelfth Teams had stirred the hearts of the other teams, leading them to tend to the crops with great care during this period.

With such good news, Han Qinhu did not keep it hidden or tucked away, but announced it to everyone on the spot.

A wave of thunderous cheers erupted from all around.

Some of the older villagers even had tears in their eyes;

they had come to Dawan Village over a decade ago with dreams of walking the path to immortality, yet they had never had the chance to taste the flavor of this Spirit Grain.

Immortal Master Shen is truly kind!

Not only does he know how to increase the Spirit Grain yield, but he is also generous.

Consequently, when Han Qinhu mentioned that he was looking to collect methods and techniques for cultivating Spirit Grain, almost everyone in Dawan Village participated enthusiastically.

Seeing this scene, Shen Changchuan was in a good mood.

He had managed Dawan Village quite impressively; one could say the future looked bright!

In high spirits, Shen Changchuan returned to his courtyard halfway up the mountain, intending to study the Azure Wood Sword Light recorded on that tattered page from the Four Evils of He Mountain's storage bag.

It was worth noting that over the past two months, he had spent no small amount of effort on it.

The progress of the Water Dragon Technique, which he had spent nearly the same amount of time researching, had already reached 45%.

Yet, that Azure Wood Sword Light was only at 1%!

He could barely manage to cast it; he hadn't even reached the entry level yet!

The disparity between them was simply too great!

This could be considered the first time Shen Changchuan had encountered such a situation.

Now that it seemed he was no longer needed for the Spirit Grain harvest, he naturally intended to properly ponder this peculiar tattered page of the Azure Wood Sword Light.

However, before Shen Changchuan could figure it out, Han Qinhu hurried over and found him.

He brought him an important piece of news that had just arrived from below.

"What? Traces of demonic beasts have appeared recently?!"

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

The day for the Spirit Grain harvest had arrived.

At this moment, the heavens were also very cooperative, The sky was clear and the earth bright.

A gentle breeze blew soft and balmy.

Above, the vault of heaven was a vast expanse of blue, the weather exceptionally fine.

They only awaited the signs of full maturity in the Spirit Grain to put the sickles to the stalks and begin the harvest.

Yet at this moment, Shen Changchuan stood upon the high ground beside the spirit fields, his hands clasped behind his back.

He gazed up at the high sky above, a flicker of worry passing through the depths of his eyes.