Even the Agriculture Archbishop was like this—how could anyone else in the livestream remain calm?
Anyone with even the slightest understanding of agriculture, anyone who knew anything about the yields of current staple crops, had been left too shocked to speak.
Even on land cultivated by the Agriculture Church itself, even in fields they had meticulously tended, even in fields constantly blessed by all manner of divine arts, it would have been impossible to reach a yield of 1,000 jin per mu!
Yet it had truly appeared before their eyes. It was simply... simply too shocking!
1,300 jin!
1,600 jin!
One number after another was announced. By now, they had become somewhat numb, unable to say anything at all. They had long known that Golden Ear Grain had an astonishing yield, capable of producing 1,600 jin per mu, and that it was a new variety cultivated by the Agriculture Goddess.
But when they actually saw such an enormous harvest, their minds still went blank.
What they found even more inconceivable was that 1,600 jin was not the end.
There was still quite a bit of Golden Ear Grain left in the marked-out mu of land.
The agricultural priests continued harvesting.
Countless people held their breath and waited in silence, waiting to see just how much grain this Golden Ear Grain could produce per mu.
At some point, the livestream's comments had vanished completely as well.
It was as though only the few agricultural priests harvesting the grain still existed in the world, while everything else had frozen.
The harvesting continued.
1,800 jin!
2,000 jin!
2,100 jin!
One number after another was announced.
Finally, all the Golden Ear Grain in that mu of land had been harvested.
"2,173 jin! Archbishop, my lord! A total of 2,173 jin! One mu of land