Chapter 260: Volcanic Land

"Jin Hui Wheat had a problem..." Gao De thought thoughtfully, as if thinking of something.

After a moment, he suddenly said softly: "When Catherine was in trouble, the Jin Hui Wheat that Elder Grant, the only one who could help, was responsible for also had a problem, leading to being unable to take care of himself; is there really such a coincidence?"

Because he was flustered and had no heart to think about the joints, Luo Yiqi was stunned when he heard this.

He quickly reacted to Gao De's implication.

"You mean, this is also part of the conspiracy?!"

"What do you think?" Gao De didn't express his opinion, but asked back.

Luo Yiqi couldn't help but fall into deep thought, then raised his head and looked at Gao De: "It's indeed too coincidental. One accident is reasonable, but multiple accidents happening at the same time, then there must be some factors behind it dominating."

"However..." Gao De thought for a moment and said again: "You are good high-level hunters of the Snowfield Guardians; does the Snowfield Guardian have no face in Phoenix at all? Just took Catherine away directly?"

This is a point Gao De is very curious about.

According to Baruk, the Snowfield Guardians are one of the oldest sects in the Northern Realm, existing for I don't know how many years.

Plus, over the years, the guardians in the sect have always taken guarding the snowfield as their doctrine, which can be considered doing good and accumulating virtue.

Logically speaking, the Snowfield Guardians should have quite a reputation in the Northern Realm and should have some thin face among the Northern Realm people.

"The Enduring Zhenbing Tribe is one of the few tribes in the Northern Realm that doesn't need to give too much face to our Snowfield Guardians. In addition, they have lived in Phoenix for a long time, and the guardians of the sect have almost never dealt with them."

Guardians guard those tribes that are already in danger, or Northern Realm people who are precarious because the tribe has perished.

Clearly, this has nothing to do with the Enduring Zhenbing Tribe.

"And the crime of killing the tribe's Ice-Born magic users is very large. Even with the identity of a hunter of the Snowfield Guardians, it is not enough to look at in the face of such responsibility."

"If..." Luo Yiqi paused, hesitated, and then continued: "If Catherine is willing to reveal her true identity in the Snowfield Guardians, that might be a little useful."

"It's just that Catherine clearly doesn't want to do this."

"True identity?" Gao De was instead hooked by curiosity.

He could naturally see that Catherine's identity was not simple.

Whether it was the bronze mask she wore on her face or Luo Yiqi's posture of vaguely taking Catherine as the leader.

"Hard to say. In short, Catherine's identity in the Snowfield Guardians is not simple, but it is precisely because of this identity that there are many scruples in doing things." Luo Yiqi spread his hands, helplessly.

"That's fine," since Luo Yiqi didn't want to reveal it, Gao De didn't continue to ask uninterestingly, "Since your sect cannot be counted on for the time being, the current plan seems to be only to look forward to Elder Grant solving his own problems as soon as possible, and then taking time to help you, right."

"That's how it is." Luo Yiqi was a little dejected.

Clearly, this state of pinning hope on others and everything being unknown is not what he is used to.

"Waiting dryly is not as good as taking the initiative." Gao De thought for a moment and opened his mouth.

"What... meaning?"

"First find a way to help Elder Grant solve his problems," Gao De said confidently: "Although I am far inferior to you in fighting and so on, I am a professional in planting."

Saying professional, actually there isn't.

He at most has some experience in planting medicinal herbs in the Seda Medicine Garden, and has taken magic plant cultivation courses at the Sairisi Academy; he is still far from the so-called agricultural expert.

But his words are indeed true, not bragging.

Gao De doesn't have rich agricultural experience and knowledge, but he has Lady Fu Luo La!

In terms of planting, Fu Luo La says she is number one; even if Shennong is resurrected, he wouldn't dare to have any objections, right? After all, one relies on knowledge, and the other relies on instinct.

When in doubt, Fu Luo La it.

"Really?!!" Luo Yiqi looked at Gao De with half-belief and anticipation.

Elder Grant went home very late again.

Mrs. Grant had also been waiting until now. Seeing her husband full of exhaustion, she couldn't help but ask with heartache: "Still haven't found the reason for the withering of Jin Hui Wheat?"

"Can't find it..." Grant was exhausted and sighed long: "No pests and diseases, soil, temperature, and moisture are all normal, but Jin Hui Wheat just began to wither..."

"The roots of these withered Jin Hui Wheat have turned black, the root system has become much thinner than normal Jin Hui Wheat root system, and some root systems even have small round lumps. It must be that something is wrong, but I just can't find the reason."

"What about others?"

"The same, I can't find the reason, what can they find?"

"We Northern Realm people have never had the habit of farming. I am responsible for Jin Hui Wheat planting for so many years, which can be considered some experience I explored myself. Others are completely three-legged cats, not even mastering a little bit of fur."

"Then what to do?"

"After another day or two, if I still can't find the problem, I can only report the news."

"But once reported, you will be punished..." Mrs. Grant was suddenly worried.

"Although I will be punished, Jin Hui Wheat is one of the important materials for the tribe, so it can't be delayed." Grant exhaled a long breath and said helplessly.

"If you ask me, although you have been responsible for Jin Hui Wheat planting for many years and have a little experience, you are not professional after all. No one has taught you, and the experience is all explored by yourself. Meeting such a tricky problem, wanting to solve it by yourself, isn't this making things difficult for yourself?"

Mrs. Grant stepped forward, pressed her husband's temples with gentle techniques, and comforted him softly: "I think this matter still needs to find a high-level person who is proficient in planting."

"High-level person, where to find a high-level person? In our Northern Realm, if you want to find a high-level person proficient in hunting and grazing, that is easy. Wanting to find a high-level person proficient in planting, isn't that harder to find than a three-legged snow wolf?" Elder Grant was irritable and melancholy.

"Three-legged snow wolf is not hard to find; catch a snow wolf and break one leg, can't you get a three-legged snow wolf?" Mrs. Grant laughed lightly, then her expression became serious, "Today during the day, your guest came to visit you again."

"Looking for me... it's for the Saintess, right," Grant shook his head helplessly, "It's not that I don't want to help. After all, if the Saintess hadn't saved me back then, my old life would have been handed over on the snowfield. I, Grant, am not an ungrateful person."

"The problem is, if the Jin Hui Wheat matter is not solved, my elder position will not be kept. How can I help them?"

"Not really," Mrs. Grant shook her head, "They didn't come to you for help this time, but wanted to help you."

"Help me?" Elder Grant, who was originally paralyzed in the chair with no strength, sat up a little straighter upon hearing this and asked: "What do you mean?"

"That hunter Luo Yiqi also brought an outsider, claiming that the outsider is proficient in planting and might be able to help you find the problem of Jin Hui Wheat."

"Outsiders are good at farming; in this piece, they are far more professional than me..." Hearing his wife's words, Elder Grant's originally scattered and godless eyes gradually lit up.

"It's just..." Mrs. Grant looked at her husband who was excited, hesitated, and still opened her mouth: "That outsider seems a bit..."

She deliberated for a moment before continuing: "A bit too young?"

"Young?" Elder Grant couldn't help but frown.

Planting matters, clearly also need qualifications. A person who is too young, even if he is an outsider, can he really be much more professional than him? "But it has reached this point, anyway, I can't solve it by myself, why not treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor?" Mrs. Grant persuaded again.

Elder Grant listened, although the expectation in his heart had dropped a lot, he also felt it was a truth: "It should be tried. Then invite them to help tomorrow morning."

Mrs. Grant stopped talking and massaged Elder Grant's temples attentively.

Early the next morning. No rooster reported the dawn.

Although there are many families in Phoenix who raise some snow pheasants, these snowfield chickens seem not to be diligent and do not have the habit of reporting the dawn.

It seems that chickens are about the same as people; when the temperature drops, they want to stay in bed.

Gao De had just gotten up when a knock on the door sounded.

He hadn't acted yet, and the more diligent Luo Yiqi had already opened the door.

Standing outside the door was actually Elder Grant.

"Elder?"

"Please forgive me for visiting early in the morning." Elder Grant's expression was clearly anxious, but he still restrained his mood.

"No need to be polite, Elder, just say if you have anything." Whether it was the time of the visit or Elder Grant's expression, Luo Yiqi understood his anxiety and didn't be polite anymore, asking directly.

This was exactly what Elder Grant wanted, and he hurriedly opened his mouth: "My wife told me that you brought an outsider to visit yesterday, saying that he is a high-level person in agriculture, and might be able to help me find the problem of Jin Hui Wheat?"

"That's how it is." Luo Yiqi nodded.

"Then can you help introduce this high-level person now? Just one night, another piece of Jin Hui Wheat in the field withered..." Elder Grant was incomparably melancholy.

"Take me to see it." While the two were talking, Gao De also quickly put on his clothes, left the room, and came to the door, just happening to hear Elder Grant's words, and took the conversation smoothly.

"You are..." Elder Grant saw Gao De, his train of thought was stunned for a moment, and then he widened his eyes, "You are that high-level person?!"

"High-level person is not worthy, but finding the problem of Jin Hui Wheat should still be possible." Gao De said truthfully.

"This..." To be honest, when seeing Gao De, the expectation in Elder Grant's heart had dissipated more than half.

No other reason, Gao De was really too young; no matter how you look at it, he didn't seem to be proficient in agriculture.

But he had already come, and the words had been released. Plus, he really had no way. No matter in terms of emotion or reason, he always had to try.

Elder Grant didn't think much anymore, "Then follow me."

The two left home, locked the door, and then followed Elder Grant closely through the city, heading toward Mount Weisikaer.

Phoenix was built against Mount Weisikaer.

The majestic Mount Weisikaer blocked the biting cold wind from behind for Phoenix.

And behind Mount Weisikaer, there was actually a small volcano.

It was just completely covered by the majestic Mount Weisikaer and couldn't be seen from the front.

This small volcano is called the Kastela Volcano, a dead volcano that has been dormant for a long time.

Because of long-term dormancy, the volcanic ash and lava in the surrounding soil have stabilized, and the land is unusually fertile.

In fact, dead volcano areas have always been extremely suitable areas for agricultural development.

This is not only the case in the Northern Realm; even in Gao De's past life, cases of developing agriculture around dead volcanoes are not rare.

The more famous ones are the Pompeii region in Italy and Bali in Indonesia.

It's just that the significance of volcanic land in the Northern Realm is far more than that. For Northern Realm people, volcanic land can even be called one of the very important "strategic resources."

Because the climate of the Northern Realm is harsh and in extreme cold, it is impossible to plant conventional crops under such climatic conditions.

Only on volcanic land can various food crops grow miraculously.

Volcanic land usually contains rich minerals, including potassium, calcium, magnesium, etc., which are very beneficial to the growth of plants.

And the structure of volcanic soil is very good, with good water retention and air permeability, which is also very important for crop growth.

Of course, the most important thing is that because volcanic land is adjacent to the volcano, the surrounding temperature is no longer the extreme low temperature common in the Northern Realm, but a rare temperature above zero.

This satisfies the basic conditions for crop growth, making this piece of volcanic land the only "granary" in Phoenix.

Gao De followed Elder Grant, left Phoenix, walked along the mountain road of Mount Weisikaer, and after bypassing a corner, Gao De could clearly feel the temperature warming up a lot.

The air was filled with a warm and humid atmosphere, completely different from the cold and dry common in the Northern Realm.

Kastela Volcano and volcanic land were ahead.

The scenery in front of him was soul-shaking.

Kastela Volcano stood quietly in front of him. Although it had been dormant for a long time, the magma inside was nearly exhausted and peaceful, no longer bubbling and surging, but it still had firelight lingering, smoke and clouds steaming, red and shining.

In the Northern Realm with white as the main tone, it was so eye-catching, like a burning heart embedded in the center of the snowfield.

Under the sunlight, the firelight of the crater and the smoke and clouds intertwined, forming a magnificent picture.

And the hillside in a circle around the Kastela crater was the volcanic land.

The color of the volcanic land formed a sharp contrast with the snowfield covered with white snow around it.

The soil of the volcanic land presented a deep brown color, rich in traces of volcanic ash, and the surface of the soil was slightly shining, which was a symbol of fertility.

In the reclaimed volcanic land, one could see many green but golden wheat seedlings planted.

That was the Jin Hui Wheat seedling.

These wheat seedlings were green with gold under the sunlight.

That golden part shone with brilliance, but it was obvious that large areas of wheat seedlings looked wilted and very spiritless.

Seven or eight Enduring Zhenbing Tribe people were shuttling back and forth in the fields, checking the situation of the Jin Hui Wheat seedlings.

Seeing Elder Grant arrive, two Enduring Zhenbing Tribe Ice-Born wearing armor had already greeted him.

"Elder."

Such an important place naturally had Ice-Born guarding it for a long time.

Elder Grant was in no mood for pleasantries and politeness now, just nodded to the two, and then took Gao De and Luo Yiqi toward the fields.

Those two Ice-Born naturally wouldn't mind, just glanced at Gao De, who was clearly an outsider, with the corner of their eyes with surprise, wondering why Elder Grant brought an outsider to the important place in the tribe.

Having arrived at the scene, Elder Grant's mood seemed more urgent and unable to hold back, and his footsteps accelerated unconsciously.

Gao De also attached great importance to it, following him closely.

Soon, they crossed the field path and came to one of the pieces of land.

"This is the field where the wheat seedlings were first found to wither." Elder Grant said.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 261 =====