Chapter 290: Harvesting the Super Golden Rice, a visit from Chen Xueru

"Ping'an, your Golden Rice is of great significance. After study by the higher-ups, it has been decided that the harvesting of the Super Golden Rice will be under martial law around the clock for the six mu of land!"

Dean Wang was very serious.

Wan Ping'an nodded.

He had been mentally prepared for this for a long time.

From ancient times to the present, in any country, food is the most important of all priorities; it is the prerequisite for everything, and no one can afford to ignore it.

The Super Golden Rice was too excellent.

Who could fail to take it seriously?

"Ping'an, you are giving the higher-ups a headache, do you know that?"

"Once your Super Golden Rice is promoted nationwide—even if it cannot be promoted nationwide and can only be promoted in certain regions—it is still a monumental matter."

"It can solve the food problems of countless people. The higher-ups are having a headache over how to reward you."

"An ordinary First-Class Merit or Special Merit is not enough to reward your contribution."

Dean Wang was not jealous at all.

He and Zhou Lao were the same kind of people; both were selfless in their dedication to the country and the people.

The next day.

Before dawn.

The sky had not yet brightened.

The six mu of land were already under martial law.

To avoid causing a sensation as much as possible, at Wan Ping'an's request, the martial law was implemented in a relatively low-key manner; the elite forces who arrived were all dressed in plain clothes.

They set up control around the perimeter.

Before the harvest was completed, anyone other than those working on the six mu of land who approached would be persuaded to leave.

Those who remained obstinate would be arrested directly.

"Ping'an, this setup is too grand; I really admire you."

Sha Zhu was frightened.

The elite forces responsible for the control were all true elites, many of whom had come down from the front lines; a single glare from them was chilling with murderous intent.

Don't look at Sha Zhu as being careless; he wasn't stupid, and he could tell what kind of people were in charge of the control.

They were also required not to walk around at will.

On the six mu of land, during the harvest of the Super Golden Rice, there were only two people in total: one was Wan Ping'an, and the other was the Sun family's Niuniu.

A child of over three years old had no ability to do bad things, so no one would suspect her.

The harvested Super Golden Rice was all packed and transported away to be used as seeds for small-scale promotion; Wan Ping'an did not keep a single grain.

If he had wanted to keep some, he certainly could have.

He thought about how many people were still starving; the sooner it was promoted and the sooner it produced yields, the sooner it could benefit the people, perhaps avoiding the three years of great famine.

Before he transmigrated.

He had heard the elders recount those three years; it was too miserable!

He wanted to do his part to see if he could erase the suffering of those three years.

"I really didn't expect that, old as I am and nearly in the coffin, I would still be able to witness a miracle!"

"Ping'an, once the Super Golden Rice is promoted, it will definitely sweep away the famine. You will surely leave your name in history and become the greatest contributor."

Han Dahe sighed with emotion.

He was one of the first people to follow Wan Ping'an, only a little later than Cai Quanwu, and he had watched Wan Ping'an grow rapidly step by step.

If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, he absolutely would not have believed it.

Wan Ping'an grew too fast.

The miracles he created were too incredible.

"In the future, no one will go hungry."

Cai Quanwu nodded.

"Ping'an, what do you plan to plant next?"

Cai Quanwu was full of anticipation.

No matter what Wan Ping'an planted, it would surely be very magical.

"I haven't decided yet."

"Six mu of land is too little; I can only selectively plant a few types."

Wan Ping'an sighed.

He wanted more land.

But land was not something he could have just because he wanted it.

Whoosh!

The eastern sky turned dark.

It wasn't truly dark; it was a large flock of birds coming in a sky-covering swarm.

"They're here again!"

Cai Quanwu sighed.

These birds were too detestable!

Whenever the crops ripened, they would come uninvited, and they would come in swarms, not just a few or a few dozen.

Caw!

Haidongqing No. 1 let out a loud, long cry.

All five Haidongqings moved out at once.

After Wan Ping'an's cultivation, all five Haidongqings had undergone a second growth spurt; their bodies were nearly half again as large as before, with the longest wingspan exceeding two meters.

They rampaged through the air like five small airplanes, crashing into the flock of birds!

They didn't even need to use their beaks or sharp talons; just by colliding with their bodies, they sent the small birds falling down with a pattering sound, just like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

A single charge.

They knocked down over a hundred.

"Sha Zhu, Liu Honghua, and Auntie Wang, pick up the birds that fell; we're having an extra meal!"

Wan Ping'an gave the order.

Even Niuniu rushed over eagerly, stepping on a struggling little bird with one foot.

Very quickly.

The flock of birds that had come to steal food was slaughtered into disarray by the five Haidongqings before they could even land; terrified, they made an emergency turn and fled in panic.

"Ping'an, are they here to see you?"

Wang Dahu pointed not far away.

Wan Ping'an nodded.

It was Chen Xueru and Xu Huirong who had arrived, only to be blocked by the elite forces on duty.

Wan Ping'an went over to fetch them.

Without him, Chen Xueru and the others would never have been able to get in.

"Ping'an, what happened?"

"Why are there so many people?"

Chen Xueru and Xu Huirong were both knowledgeable people; they could tell that the people responsible for the security were definitely not simple, and certainly not ordinary.

"Look..."

Wan Ping'an pointed at the people harvesting.

Chen Xueru and Xu Huirong nodded, understanding.

They were harvesting the Super Golden Rice; they could also understand the great significance of the Super Golden Rice and that absolutely no accidents could be allowed to happen.

While the three were talking, a middle-aged man with a serious expression walked over.

"You two, please sign the confidentiality agreement."

"What you have seen and heard today, without permission or unless officially disclosed, is forbidden to be revealed to anyone."

"Once discovered, it will be treated as treason!"

The middle-aged man took out two confidentiality agreements.

Everyone on the six mu of land had signed one.

Only one person was an exception: three-and-a-half-year-old Niuniu, who was still too young to understand.

Her mother, Wang Dahu, however, had been spoken to specifically and told to strictly restrain Niuniu so she wouldn't let slip the situation of the six mu of land with childish talk.

"It seems that if I want to use the Super Golden Rice to brew wine, I'll have to wait a few years!"

Xu Huirong was very regretful.

Food.

Its most important use was for eating.

Before basic needs were met, how could it be used for brewing wine?

Wan Ping'an nodded.

"I have good news for you: with the Super Golden Rice, the ordinary Golden Rice will no longer be promoted on a large scale and can be used for brewing wine."

This was what Dean Wang had told Wan Ping'an.

The Super Golden Rice was an upgraded version of the Golden Rice, crushing it in every aspect, so the Golden Rice had lost its value for promotion.

The batch grown, except for a small portion sealed away just in case, could be disposed of at will.

"Really?"

Xu Huirong's eyes lit up.

The Super Golden Rice was impossible for now, but the Golden Rice was certainly worth a try.

"Of course it's true. How much do you want?"

"Ten tons, is there any?"

"No problem, get ready to receive it!"

Wan Ping'an agreed directly.

The portion of Golden Rice he had grown himself, plus the portion Dean Wang was responsible for handling, definitely amounted to ten tons; there would only be more, not less.

"That's great!"

"You can use the Golden Rice to brew wine!"

Xu Huirong beamed with a brilliant smile.