Chapter 592: Seems Very Boring

Strengthening seeds requires life force. The greater the strengthening difficulty and the higher the strengthening range, the more life force is needed. Originally, it was something that needed to be frugal, but just to verify it, it wasted half of it. It was too heartbreaking.

The grain seeds brought by Ladiyad before, it strengthened to a yield of 1,500 jin per mu, which had already consumed a lot of life force, and now it had finally replenished some.

Just a verification, does it have to be such high difficulty?

But it had already pushed away the Elf Bean and Dragon Fruit, and pushing away the Magic Rice seed again would be a bit too much. Didn't you see that the little fat dragon was already starting to be impatient and disdainful?

It took the Magic Rice seed reluctantly, held it in its hand, and muttered: "May thousands of beliefs witness your characteristics, high-yield Magic Rice seed, strengthen your characteristics..."

After repeating this mutter several times, the Ancestor God handed it back: "Done."

"That's it?" The onlookers had suspicious expressions: "Can't see any changes? This is strengthened? Are you sure it succeeded?"

The Ancestor God said in confusion: "Seeds need to be grown to see the changes. What changes can be seen now?"

"I see in knights, after successful strengthening, they all glow, change color, or have a surging aura," Feiti raised his hand and said: "This has nothing, could it be that the strengthening failed?"

The Ancestor God scratched its bald head, took the seed back, held it for a moment, and handed it back: "Done."

I saw a seed lying in its open palm, emitting a faint white light, clean and plump, emitting a faint aura. At a glance, it was different from the others.

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Everyone couldn't help but applaud: "That's right, it looks very strong at a glance, it must have succeeded."

The Ancestor God muttered helplessly: "This kind of meaningless thing, still have to spend extra effort to strengthen..."

Perhaps hearing its complaint, Anthony smiled and said: "No, it's very meaningful. Seeds with good appearance are easy to promote. Seeds need to be grown to know the yield, but this kind of seed that looks very powerful at a glance, even if you don't know its yield, many people will be willing to try. By the way, can this appearance be maintained when grown?"

Having been a Light charlatan for thousands of years, Anthony knew too well the effect that a good appearance can produce. Intelligent creatures are not like undead, having soul communication. When they first meet, they don't know anything and can only distinguish the other party's situation through appearance. A good appearance makes it easier for others to accept.

The "good" here doesn't simply refer to beauty. Too exquisite and beautiful, like Gelaide, would have the opposite effect. Specifically for a stranger, upright facial features, sound limbs, clean clothes and skin, and polite behavior are all prerequisites for "good."

The Light Church has fixed appearance standards for the selection of clergy. No matter how devout the belief is, if one looks crooked, yellow-faced, and thin, they absolutely cannot become a member of the clergy.

This kind of plump seed that can glow is undoubtedly easier for people to accept than those unremarkable seeds.

Seems to make some sense. The Ancestor God nodded and said: "Want to promote it? Only one seed, promotion is too difficult. Can this Magic Rice self-pollinate?"

"If not, one cannot bear fruit. Strengthening has randomness. Let me strengthen it again, not necessarily able to strengthen the same seed."

"If the difference between seeds is too large, there will be reproductive isolation, and there is no way to pollinate."

Anthony smiled awkwardly and moved away quietly. Such a professional question, he is not professional.

Without answering it, the Ancestor God muttered helplessly: "Anyway, it's just an experiment, it doesn't matter. If I had known it was to be promoted, I would have strengthened a few more. Strengthening together doesn't take effort. This single-seed strengthening, even if it can self-pollinate, breeding is also very slow, and it might degenerate after a few generations."

Sure enough, it knows how to farm. When muttering, the professional points are all set. However, three hours later, after Ang took out a large bag of the same seeds, it was dumbfounded: "Why... why did it become so many?"

"Planted." Ang reached one arm into the dimensional space and moved it, while replying.

"Three hours, you planted it?" The Ancestor God had an uneasy expression.

Ang nodded, but his hands didn't stop, occasionally taking out some other plants, looking at them for a few moments, and then reaching back in.

Negris and the others had long been used to it and asked directly: "Grown? What's the yield per mu?"

Ang shook his head: "One plant, not enough for a mu, single plant increased by 80%."

Negris understood. Only one plant has been grown for now, so the yield per mu cannot be calculated, but the yield of a single plant has increased by 80%.

"Only 80%? Didn't even double, strengthening is not very good," Negris said.

"..." What is called "only" 80%? For 500 jin per mu, increasing by two times is 1,000 jin. For 1,700 jin per mu, increasing by 80% is 1,300 jin, which is even more strenuous than Ladiyad's.

"The ones you planted are not strengthened Magic Rice, right? Are you doing cross-breeding comparisons again?" Negris continued to ask.

Ang nodded. There is a strengthened high-yield maternal line, so of course, we must use the maternal line as a basis to cultivate various cross-bred varieties with different characteristics, expand the pedigree, adapt to different environments, and incidentally prevent variety degeneration.

By the time they left here, Ang already had several large bags of seeds, which could fully meet the needs of the five mu of land for the Grain Seed Competition, and the yield per mu had also been calculated: 3,000 jin per mu.

"I think this yield is too outrageous. How about using the original grain seeds? Don't let the Warlock Alliance's highest yield be 1,500 jin, and you come up with 3,000 jin. It's too scary, others won't believe it," Negris said.

Ang nodded indifferently. He was only interested in better grain seeds and not interested in promoting which kind of grain seeds.

The Warlock Ladder dragged the huge magic crystal rock and flew back, but Ang and his party returned to the Starburst Plane through the teleportation array in advance. It was truly a quick trip, and they could still catch up with the Grain Seed Competition.

If they couldn't make it back, Silver Coin would take the Magic Rice seeds and participate in the competition in the name of the Salted Fish Team.

Although Silver Coin didn't know much about farming, the Magic Rice had already been improved by Ang to be very stable. As long as it was planted according to the procedure, the yield per mu could be at least 1,400 to 1,500 jin, and the chance of winning the championship was still very high.

Now that Ang had rushed back, such a fun thing, how could he still let Silver Coin go?

Rolling up his sleeves and coming to the contestant area, Ang found that there were many unfamiliar teams.

Because part of the dominance was ceded, there were three channels for registration, namely the Light Church, the Warlock Alliance, and the Undead Empire. Contestants from different registration channels might not even know each other until the competition started.

The unfamiliar teams were much the same as what Ang had seen before, except for one team that caught his attention. It was a stone tablet floating in the air. On the tablet, a phantom that had condensed into substance looked very bored, standing hunched over, waiting for the competition to start. ===== CHAPTER 593 =====