Chapter 594: Just One Jin More

Two thousand? Ang looked at the Magic Rice seeds in his hand, tilted his head, and hurriedly put them away. When he took them out again, they had been replaced by plump, strengthened Magic Rice seeds that emitted a faint light.

Ladiyad frowned as he watched Ang's actions. What does that mean? Responding to his provocation just by changing seeds?

Ladiyad provoked like this, of course, not because his blood was rushing to his head, but because he recognized Ang.

The Ancestor God didn't dare to say that it had already restored Ladiyad's memory, and Ang naturally didn't make any special disguise, so he was recognized by Ladiyad at a glance.

Originally, he wanted to provoke Ang, anger him, and make him do something irrational. He didn't expect Ang's reaction to be beyond his expectations. Changing seeds? Why? Could there be seeds with a yield higher than 2,000 per mu?

Impossible, absolutely impossible. A more reasonable explanation is that he was afraid. He was afraid. Since he couldn't win anyway, he simply changed to an ordinary seed to fool the competition, so as not to let the high-yield grain seeds leak out. It must be like this.

In a world where grain yields are generally 200 to 300 jin, making Ladiyad believe there are grain seeds with a yield of over 2,000 jin per mu is no better than making him believe he can get pregnant.

What to do? Ladiyad turned his head and glanced at the phantom on the stone tablet. He absolutely couldn't imagine that the Lord of Silence would actually project himself and participate in the Grain Seed Competition in person.

Although he didn't know what conditions were needed to project, just knowing that the Lord of Silence had only projected twice in such a long time, the cost was absolutely not low.

But after hearing their report, especially hearing about the magic array that made crops grow in one hour, the Lord of Silence immediately decided to participate in the Grain Seed Competition. Is there anything special about that magic array? Isn't it just a time-acceleration magic array?

Admittedly, the time-acceleration magic array is also a magical thing, but the legendary Time Dragon can also do it. It shouldn't be enough to make the Lord of Silence pay a high price to project and participate.

After his grain seeds were strengthened by the Ancestor God, they reached a yield of 1,600 jin per mu. Falsely reporting a number to raise it a bit to scare Ang and see if he could anger the other party.

He didn't expect Ang to just change the seeds and ignore him, leaving Ladiyad with a belly full of words he couldn't say, feeling blocked.

If he had a face as thick as lightning, he could still output trash talk, but Ladiyad was simple after all, couldn't let go of that face, so he had to prepare for the competition in a depressed mood.

The center of the competition field was a circle, divided into four equal parts by two cross fences. The area within each part was exactly five mu, no more, no less.

Why was the quarter-circle so accurately five mu? Of course, it was measured by Ang.

Now, the soil in each part had been dug up and was being adjusted according to the data provided by each contestant.

Thunder stood on a pole erected in the center of the circle, enthusiastically and loudly introducing: "Dear ladies and gentlemen, we are back to our wonderful and exciting Grain Seed Competition. The fourth final, which is also the last competition, is about to be held. After this competition, we will know who the champion of the competition is."

"In the competitions that have already been decided, the current first place is the 'Full and Bored' team from Steel Bone Territory, with a yield of 730 jin per mu."

"Steel Bone Territory is a human settlement within the Death Line. It's unbelievable. Is there actually a human settlement after the Death Line? Isn't that the kingdom of the departed?"

"Seris from Steel Bone Territory tells us that this is a wrong impression. There are a large number of human settlements after the Death Line. There are cities and towns, farms and chambers of commerce, roads and travelers, no different from other places."

While speaking, Thunder pointed his hand toward the contestant area. Seris cooperated very well, stood up, and waved to the audience. A tight-fitting black gauze dress clung to her body, outlining her exquisite and plump figure, plus her dignified posture and kind smile, the audience immediately believed it.

If the world inside the Death Line was as dead and ugly as the legends, how could it raise such fresh living people? Shouldn't they all be those withered old witches?

"The joint organizer of this competition, the Silver Light Chamber of Commerce, has acquired the Black Soil Chamber of Commerce within the Death Line. If you have any intention to travel to the Death Line or cooperate in business, you can contact the Silver Light Chamber of Commerce."

After advertising for the Silver Light Chamber of Commerce, Thunder turned the topic back to the field.

"Now let's return to the field. According to the convention, we first carry out soil matching. The environment for crop growth is completely different, such as soil particle size, pH, and humidity. If it cannot be planted in suitable soil, even the highest-yield grain seeds may result in no harvest."

"We have invited the most powerful planting masters to carefully prepare suitable soil according to the data provided by the contestants..."

When saying this, those contestants in the preliminary elimination area couldn't help but shout: "The most powerful? Who? Such a big tone? Bring him out for us to see. There are so many masters on the field."

However, what surprised them was that the contestants in the final contestant area didn't say a word, and didn't have any intention of echoing this booing. Logically speaking, the contestants in the finals should be more arrogant, yet they didn't react when hearing "the most powerful," which was clearly an illegal term?

"Why didn't the masters react? The most powerful, doesn't it mean that no one else is as powerful as him? How annoying? How can they endure it?"

One of the contestants who looked like an old farmer and didn't boo with everyone said: "I know this. I know the contestant of the Girl Silk team in the final field. Her grain seed's highest yield is only 298 jin, and she has never been able to break through 300 jin. Just now the result came out, how many jin?"

Someone glanced at the marker on the field. The number behind the Girl Silk team was 353 jin.

The contestant who looked like an old farmer said: "Nothing else has changed, only the soil has been adjusted. The master who adjusted this soil is called the most powerful, and they dare not refute it."

As soon as the old farmer finished speaking, those guys who couldn't even enter the finals hurriedly sat up straight and didn't dare to make a sound anymore.

Ku Ba Da, just adjusting the soil increased the crop yield by more than 50 jin. Such a master is called "the most powerful," and really no one dares to squeak.

No one paid attention to the small movements in the contestant area, because Thunder controlled the whole field, and everyone's emotions were stirred up by it. How could they have time to care about other things?

"Alright, the soil adjustment is complete, and the temperature and humidity have also been adjusted. Each contestant has three chances to pause, or operate remotely. Do not step into the red line before pausing, otherwise, you will age rapidly under the action of the time-acceleration magic array. Now, the competition begins. Please plow the land and sow!"

Everyone started plowing and sowing. It could be seen that except for Ang, the other three teams were a bit unfamiliar, not like old hands who had been farming for a long time, and the seeds sown were crooked.

Looking at Ang's, the furrows were horizontal and vertical, and the seed spacing was neat and uniform.

This is a very important technique. If you can plant ten furrows of crops but only planted nine, that is equivalent to a 10% reduction in yield. If you can sow ten jin of seeds but only sowed nine jin, it is still a 10% reduction in yield.

However, the density of the plants cannot be too high. If it is too high, they will compete for sunlight and water, as well as soil fertility, which will also reduce the yield.

This requires a high understanding of the grain seeds, knowing every optimal characteristic of it, to achieve the best density.

After sowing, the "Time-Acceleration Magic Array" was activated, and the crops in the field grew rapidly.

This scene of on-site growth is even more shocking and cumbersome than the simulation array. It needs to be stopped from time to time for top-dressing, weeding, and pollination. But everyone only has three chances to pause, so how to use it reasonably is a test of the contestants' wisdom.

If you don't want to pause, you can also operate remotely outside the red line. As long as you don't enter the red line, you can operate the crops in your plot however you want.

This didn't stump everyone. Even Silba was a powerful Dragon Lich. The area of several mu was within the casting distance of magic.

So everyone saw everyone showing their magical powers, weeding, pest control, and top-dressing. When it came to the pollination stage, except for Ang, the other three finally couldn't take it anymore and used their pause time one after another.

Pause temporarily, then slowly finish pollinating the crops, and then start.

However, they soon saw a magical scene in Ang's plot. I saw small tornadoes forming on the flower spikes, just right to roll the pollen into the air, and then randomly scatter it.

Rolling up and falling, rolling up and falling, in less than two minutes, Ang had already completed the pollination, without even needing to pause.

Only then did everyone see that only the Salted Fish team was a real farmer, and the other three teams were bullying people by relying on grain seeds. If they could get their grain seeds, they could do it too.

In this way, the last final ended, and under Thunder's shouting, the grain yield of each team was weighed one by one.

The lowest was the Little Elf team, 1,300 jin. The third place was the Black Eye Socket team, 1,400 jin. The second place was the Ladiyad "Planting God" team, 1,500 jin.

The highest yield was the Salted Fish team, but as soon as this yield came out, Ladiyad immediately became angry: "Damn it, he did it on purpose."

The Salted Fish team's grain yield per mu—2,001 jin, just one jin more than 2,000.

Negris was about to laugh crazy: "Hahahahaha, you belly-black dead skeleton, you must have weighed it. No wonder I felt the Balance God power flashing non-stop." ===== CHAPTER 595 =====