The Strange Men in the Fields
After Zhuo Ning's explanation, Yi Xuan had a pretty good understanding.
He didn't offer any advice until everyone had left.
Based on Zhuo Ning's understanding of Yi Xuan, it's impossible that Yi Xuan has no ideas at all.
So after dismissing everyone else, he took the initiative to ask Yi Xuan.
"Since you haven't said a word, do you not have any good ideas either?"
"If it weren't for!"
Yi Xuan shook his head and said, "The methods your subordinates suggested are all fine. Just follow their instructions!"
And what about you?
"My ideas are a little different from theirs, so I might have to split you in two!"
"Split in half? What does that mean?"
It means exactly what it says!
As he spoke, Yi Xuan took out something from his Storage Bag —the same bio-engineered human that Liang Shi had used before.
However, the cyborg in front of them had nothing to do with Liang Shi; on the contrary, it looked exactly like Zhuo Ning.
Although she was already used to Yi Xuan's bizarre methods, Zhuo Ning still couldn't help but be amazed when she suddenly saw an exact replica of herself.
But Yi Xuan didn't give him much time.
After letting Zhuo Ning familiarize himself with how the cyborgs operated, Yi Xuan took him and left the Immortal Dynasty.
The bio-engineered Zhuo Ning, dressed in the same clothes, was left in the Immortal Abode.
A month later, strange people appeared in many places within the Blazing Sun Immortal Kingdom.
They were all clearly handsome and scholarly, yet they were dressed like farmers.
The way he wore the straw hat looked so out of place that anyone who saw him couldn't help but take a second look.
However, what's most eye-catching isn't their outfits that don't suit their style.
Rather, they were the enormous entities silently following behind each of them.
A steel giant, four or five meters tall.
That thing was like a loyal guardian, always watching over these strange people.
Fortunately, this was in a place like the Blazing Sun Immortal Kingdom, where the people's knowledge and experience were far greater than those in the Southern Frontier.
Therefore, when the people saw those steel giants, they only exclaimed in amazement and there was no panic.
These strange people's whereabouts were also very peculiar; they never appeared in any city of the Blazing Sun Immortal Kingdom.
Instead, they prefer the fields and countryside.
Often, when farmers in the village are doing farm work, you can see two figures, one big and one small, watching from a distance.
Although they didn't understand what they were looking at, after several days, the villagers got used to it.
Since the other party doesn't have any bad intentions and simply enjoys watching farming, let them watch.
Of course, some curious villagers would bravely approach the strange man.
"Hey young man! What are you looking at? What's so interesting about this kind of land?"
Faced with the old farmer's question, the young man chuckled and said, "Grandpa, I'm from Southern Frontier. The things we grow there are a little different from what you grow here, so I was just curious to take a look!"
"What? Southern Frontier?"
The old farmer had a loud voice, which immediately attracted the attention of several villagers nearby.
Southern Frontier?
"Old Man Liu, what's this Southern Frontier?"
"Is this young man from Southern Frontier?"
The busy farming season is not only busy, but also tedious.
For these farmers, this monotony is something they've grown accustomed to year after year.
But if there's something that can distract them, it's one of the few joys during the busy farming season.
Soon, word spread that the young man came from Southern Frontier.
The nearby farmers all gathered around.
Despite being subjects of the Blazing Sun Immortal Kingdom, they had only heard of the Southern Frontier but had never seen it before, so they all looked at this strange young man with great curiosity.
"Young man, what's Southern Frontier like?"
How did you get here?
Do people in Southern Frontier also farm?
For honest farmers, the questions they can ask are also limited.
The young man answered the villagers' questions one by one.
First, he described what Southern Frontier was like, and then he explained how long it took him to get there.
However, when asked about farming, he glanced at the fields in the distance, chuckled, and shook his head.
"Hey, young man, what do you mean by that? What are you laughing at?"
The sarcasm in those smiles was so obvious that even the most honest and simple farmers couldn't help but feel a little hurt.
But the man calmly explained, "Everyone, don't misunderstand, it's just that farming in the Southern Frontier regions is indeed quite different from what you do here!"
"How is it different? What's so different about farming? Does it not require human labor?"
"Hey, this uncle is right! We really don't need any people over there!"
Upon hearing this, the surrounding villagers all burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, this young man has gone mad!"
"I think it's hysteria!"
"What kind of farming doesn't require human labor? How much grain can they produce in the fall? I doubt they'll even have enough to eat!"
The young man smiled slightly, "A little over a thousand catties per mu!"
Now the old farmers were laughing even harder.
"Hahaha, over a thousand pounds? Are you dreaming?"
"This young man is talking in his sleep!"
"Alright, I've rested enough, time to get back to work!"
As everyone chatted and laughed, the farmers who had just surrounded the young man gradually dispersed.
However, one person took it to heart: Old Man Liu, who had initially struck up a conversation with the young man.
Unlike the others who left, he stepped forward and approached the young man, asking, "Young man, is what you're saying true? A mu of land can yield a thousand jin?"
It wasn't that Old Man Liu was bewitched; it was just that his family's situation was special. If this year's harvest was bad, his son's life would be in danger.
It was precisely because of this matter of life and death that he felt a glimmer of hope for this young man's unreliable remarks.
Originally, the grains grown by farmers in the Central Continent Immortal Kingdom were divided into two types.
One type is the kind that ordinary people eat, like whole grains.
Although the crops grown vary due to differences in climate and soil in different regions, they all fall within this same category.
The other type is called Xianmi!
As the name suggests, it is the rice consumed by cultivators.
This type of rice has an extremely strong ability to absorb nutrients from the soil, and on average, it can only produce about ten kilograms per acre.
The Immortal Kingdom stipulates that farmers must pay 100 catties of Immortal Rice every year.
In other words, each household must cultivate at least ten acres of "celestial rice," and only the remaining land can be used to grow the grains that ordinary people eat.
Old Man Liu's son fell seriously ill last year, but he survived thanks to the treatment of a doctor in the city.
But from then on, he couldn't stop taking the medication!
In previous years, when there was no illness or disaster, the remaining food in the family was enough to barely make ends meet.
But now that their son is sick, they have to sell some of their grain to buy him medicine.
If the harvest is bad, either their son will die of illness, or the elderly couple will starve to death.
Under these circumstances, how could Old Man Liu not be anxious?