Chapter 59: Let's Plant Sweet Potatoes?!

The rice on half the field was harvested very quickly by the Harvester, and Ruan Mian did not stop, hurrying toward the other side.

With her hands covering the soil, Xia Cheng saw the most incredible scene.

On the black earth, clusters of tender green sprouts, as if a fast-forward button had been pressed, broke through the soil at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At an extremely rapid pace, they carpeted the entire field.

The young sprouts grew taller inch by inch, blooming with tiny, dust-like flowers; looking across the expanse, the green interspersed with white ears was breathtakingly beautiful.

The rice ears then turned into individual green grains, gradually becoming plump.

The leaves, roots, and grains gradually turned yellow, until the rice was completely golden.

This patch of rice was now mature and ready to be harvested.

Only then did Ruan Mian stop and wipe the sweat from her forehead; planting nearly three acres in one go was still somewhat draining on her ability.

It was truly quite exhausting.

"So, Sister, is your ability to grow these plants?"

So that was why she didn't care about these plants; even a passerby like him, whom she had just met, could have vegetable porridge.

It was because she could grow it herself.

The look Xia Cheng cast at her became much more intense.

"Yeah, so don't be discouraged if you don't have Mental Power; when one door closes, another opens—everyone has their own strengths and merits!"

She meant to comfort him, but it seemed he didn't quite understand!

He lowered his eyelashes, his expression gloomy, looking as if a dark cloud had gathered over his head.

"But, I can't do anything."

Abandoned since childhood, raised in an orphanage, and ostracized by others—what could a poor little thing like him possibly learn?

Ruan Mian felt that her previous comfort had been truly inadequate.

"It doesn't matter if you can't do anything; being healthy and happy is the greatest blessing, don't think so much!"

She patted his shoulder quite heartily, "Little Xia, don't worry, as long as you work for me, as long as I have a bite to eat, I won't let you go hungry!"

Xia Cheng looked up and bumped into her earnest eyes.

He was stunned for a moment.

Soon, he nodded heavily and let out an "un."

Isn't the most important thing in life to be well-fed and warmly clothed?

When he was little in the orphanage, if you wanted to be full, you had to work—do a lot of work—and there was quite a bit of friction among the small cliques.

Being able to be full really was no easy task!

Now, someone he had just met was promising him that she wouldn't let him go hungry.

Such words were like a small hammer, gently tapping against his heart.

Although it didn't completely shatter that hard outer shell, it left an indelible crack.

Xia Cheng lifted his thin face, the corners of his mouth turning up in a sweet smile.

"Thank you, Sister~"

"Thank me for what? You're my employee, and I provide room and board, so just work with peace of mind!"

"Un, Sister, don't worry, I will definitely work hard!"

After saying this, he was about to get up, rolling up his sleeves as he did so, ready to show off his skills.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Ruan Mian grabbed his wrist first.

Xia Cheng's body stiffened, and he suppressed the urge to struggle, though the expression on his face was inevitably a bit rigid.

He turned his head inch by inch, like a machine that had been used for too long and was jamming.

"Sister, what's wrong?"

Ruan Mian hadn't thought that much; she assumed his sensitive, insecure nature was at work.

She let go of his wrist and ruffled his hair.

"It's nothing, it's nothing. Today doesn't count as a workday; you rest first, no need to work, just consider it getting to know our place here in advance."

She raised a finger and pointed at 917, who was driving the Harvester, "He can operate the machine to finish the job; we don't need to."

In a word, just watch.

The machine was indeed operating very quickly; it drove past in a flash, and a long stretch of rice was harvested.

Leaving only the bare field behind.

There were two large boxes behind the Harvester; one contained the freshly harvested rice, and the other contained the leaves and stalks.

Once full, they would be handed over to the other two Simulation Humans; Xiao Hong was responsible for taking the rice to be dried and stored in the warehouse.

Xiao Fang was responsible for transporting the rice stalks and leaves outside by vehicle.

After the snow on the road was cleared by the garbage truck, she would then mix these roots, stems, and leaves evenly into the soil.

This was beneficial for increasing the soil's nutrients.

Their division of labor was very clear, and they cooperated very well; there was almost no need for extra people to do anything.

Xia Cheng's brows knitted slightly.

Actually, there shouldn't be a shortage of employees here, right!

Even if there were.

His gaze swept over the woman standing to the side, hands on her hips, watching 917 harvest as if watching the excitement.

With the plants in her hands, she could sell just a tiny bit and buy as many Simulation Humans as she wanted.

So, is she pitying him?

Unable to hold it back, she curled her lips into a mocking smile.

It seems the persona he crafted is truly a success!

Pitiful people?

How many pitiful people there are in this world!

Must one go and save every single one of them?

Hmph.

She could not help but feel a sense of mockery in her heart.

A savior, or does he want to be a hero?

"Little Xia, do you want to try planting sweet potatoes?"

"What?"

Xia Cheng was stunned for a moment; he was to do the planting?

How does one plant them?

"Come and try it. I want to see if they can survive without using my ability."

It just so happens that quite a bit of pig manure and chicken manure has been collected.

Plant a small patch, then fertilize it, and see if they can survive.

When it came to planting vegetation, Xia Cheng still felt an irrepressible excitement in his heart; no matter how many sharp thorns he erected inside, or how high the copper walls he built, there was still a soft spot.

And these plants were precisely the fastest shortcut to reaching that soft spot.

"Come on, come on!"

Ruan Mian took the lead and walked toward the plot of land that had been cleared first.

She pulled out a handful of straw and stuck it into the ground to mark it, roughly circling out a patch of land.

"We will plant this patch."

After speaking, she covered the ground with both hands, a faint green light flashed, vines grew, and a cluster of sweet potato vines sprouted just like that.

She pinched off the side branches, and a few thin roots had already grown underneath.

"Little Xia, take these to plant; just space them about a foot's width apart and bury them."

Xia Cheng took them carefully, looking at the broken side roots, which were even oozing milky white sap, and felt a bit of heartache.

Why did she have to break them off?

Can they really survive if planted like this?

When Ruan Mian saw him stop moving and then looked at his expression, she was amused.

He felt heartache for sweet potato vines; they really are talented people!

"Stop looking at them. If you want them to survive quickly, just plant them in the ground, bury them deep, and cover them well with soil!"

"Can they really survive?"

"Give it a try!"

After Ruan Mian finished speaking, her hands did not slow down in the slightest, continuing to stimulate her ability to force the growth of thick, long vines, and then pinching off the side branches.

In a short while, there was already a large pile.

A big project, but today's quota of exercise is already full!