Chapter 1935

Hearing such an exclamation from a human powerhouse who had already formed an alliance with animals like tigers, wolves, bears, monkeys, sheep, and foxes, Yang Jin laughed.

His voice was hoarse from exhaustion, yet it carried great pleasure, "They didn't swim back directly from the Ruins Continent. Brother Luo hired a transport plane to first airlift the mined ore to an uninhabited island about 500 nautical miles from our base's eastern coastline, then had Huo Zhun and Wang Man, who were escorting the ore, find a giant sea beast—a blue whale—and then had the blue whale secretly transport the ore to the sea area near our organic fertilizer factory."

After explaining the method of transporting the new material ore, Yang Jin began to analyze the question Xia Qing cared about, "The method of getting sea beasts to assist in completing the mission is a secret of the Flood Dragon Special Forces, and I don't know how they did it either. However, I speculate that they probably used some kind of drug or food to control that blue whale, rather than reaching a communicable, cooperative alliance relationship with it. Otherwise, Huo Zhun and the others wouldn't have shown such obvious emotional fluctuations when they saw how you interact with the wolf pack."

Xia Qing nodded, "Brother Jin makes sense!"

Yang Jin smiled and continued to analyze, "The difficulty of using a blue whale to transport ore is not high, because one of the characteristics of this new material ore we discovered is that when humans carry this ore and its extracts into the sea, they won't be attacked by large sea beasts."

The brains of brain-domain evolvers are just better; if Xia Qing had this kind of brain, she would have finished the thesis and self-reflection assigned by her idol long ago!

Xia Qing asked, "Brother Jin, when do I set off?"

"Xie Yu has already led a team to rush over. You are the air-defense combat power for this mission; setting off at two o'clock in the afternoon will be fine. The jackal pack and the wild dog pack in our eastern evolutionary forest had a fierce battle last night, triggering a small-scale beast tide. The base issued an eastern evolutionary forest patrol mission, and I accepted it. Sister Qing, you can go out in the name of executing the mission, take some video footage along the way, and earn back the gas money while you're at it?"

"Okay!" Xia Qing agreed readily and then asked, "Brother Jin, do you have a video of the battle between the jackal pack and the wild dog pack?"

Although there was no basis for it, Xia Qing felt that the battle between these two groups of fierce beasts last night was very likely related to the Old Wolf who had just changed its fur color.

Yang Jin responded, "No. The battle between the two sides took place deep in the evolutionary forest, more than 100 miles away from the safe zone. The base issued the mission to confirm whether this fierce beast fight was artificially triggered. Does Sister Qing know some inside information?"

Xia Qing responded, "I don't know, I'll ask later. Is your injury any better?"

Yang Jin, who was wrapped in more bandages, didn't want Xia Qing to worry about him and responded gently, "It hasn't continued to worsen, and I'll be able to start soaking in medicinal baths in a month. Has Sister Qing planted all the greenhouses?"

Hearing this answer, Xia Qing knew that Yang Jin wasn't having an easy time in the safe zone, but then again, how many people had an easy time during the years of natural disasters?

Xia Qing didn't press him about his injury and followed his lead to talk about relaxing and pleasant topics, "Planted them all. The substitute grain vegetables planted the day after the Qi rain have already started to sprout."

It was rare for both of them not to be busy at this moment. After finishing the serious talk, Xia Qing didn't hang up the phone and changed direction toward the winter wheat shed. She couldn't use her hearing to detect abnormalities in the bee colony while on the phone, so Xia Qing decided to go to other sheds to weed for a while first.

Yang Jin, leaning against the back of the chair, closed his eyes, emptied his brain, and listened to the sounds unique to the territory coming from Xia Qing's side, "Grass is indeed easier to grow than grain. Is it Ice-Spike Grass or Lan Mu-13?"

Xia Qing responded, "Both have sprouted. I planted more than six acres in the open, and the grass sprouts are coming up quite densely."

Yang Jin smiled, "Now you don't have to worry about not having enough forage. It'll be enough to feed the calf when you bring it back."

The green-light cow raised by her idol is giving birth next month, and Xia Qing had already reserved this calf from her idol in advance.

If it's a heifer, Xia Qing will have two cows that can produce milk; if it's a bull, raising it can produce manure, and when it grows up, it can be eaten for meat or used for breeding. Anyway, she has enough pasture planted in her territory, so she won't lose out no matter how she calculates it.

Xia Qing responded happily, "The calf won't be able to be picked up until September. The chicks will hatch in the next few days."

"Is it the eggs being hatched by that first-generation white-feathered hen?" Yang Jin was also looking forward to it.

Xia Qing originally planned not to let the hens in her territory hatch chicks this spring, but only to pick out fertilized eggs and send them to Territory No. 7 to be hatched in an incubator.

But three hens kept brooding, including the white-feathered hen with the best quality in Xia Qing's territory. Xia Qing simply gave them some eggs and let them brood and hatch them.

The reason Yang Jin called that white-feathered hen "first-generation" was because this hen was already three years old.

Xia Qing hatched a batch of this hen's offspring last spring, and 6 of them have survived until now. To make it easier to distinguish, Xia Qing calls these chickens second-generation. The offspring of the white-feathered hen and the black-feathered rooster hatched this year would be third-generation.

If it were before the Blue Star evolution, a three-year-old chicken would be considered an old hen or an old rooster. After the Blue Star evolution, the lifespan of evolved chickens has also been extended. The two evolved chickens in Territory No. 3—the black-feathered rooster and the white-feathered hen—are still full of vitality. The white-feathered hen lays an egg every other day when she isn't brooding; the black-feathered rooster is still the boss of the flock, occasionally crowing with a pinched voice and flapping its wings to assert its leadership status.

Why a pinched voice? Because the boss of Territory No. 3 doesn't allow it to crow loudly.

Calculating by the date, the chicks being hatched by the hens will break their shells in the next two days, and the birth of new life always makes people full of expectation.

Xia Qing chatted with Yang Jin again about the eggs the hens were hatching and which hen laid which egg.

Even though there was nothing left to talk about, the two had endless things to say. Xia Qing chatted with Yang Jin while working until Yang Jin had work that needed to be dealt with immediately, and then the two ended the call.

After hanging up, Xia Qing quickened her pace, put the cleared weeds into a basket, and dumped them at the edge of the field. Yang Laoda brought the little yellow calf over to pick grass to eat. After Xia Qing left, the birds perched on the branches immediately landed on the ground, searching for insects they liked to eat in the grass.

A large number of insects gathered outside the insect-proof net of Shed No. 3, and many birds were perched on the surrounding trees. The birds weren't catching insects to eat, which meant they thought the green-light black-skinned peanuts Xia Qing planted in the soil were more attractive than the insects.

If measures aren't taken as soon as possible, these birds and insects will collide with and gnaw on the insect-proof net once they increase to a certain number, and charge into the shed to dig up the peanut seeds in the soil.

The camphor tree juice, aconite grass juice, and the insect repellent spray from Territory No. 7, which had very good insect repellent effects last year, had significantly decreased in effectiveness this year.

Before finding an insect repellent that is both safe and efficient, she can only rely on physical methods to repel insects. Territories with plenty of manpower will send people to chase away birds, but Xia Qing doesn't have enough manpower here, so she can only call for outside help.

She took out her phone and dialed her friend Xin Yu's number.