You were made to farm, and now you're the emperor of an empire?

Chapter 268 The Second Miracle

Gavier is incredibly healthy.

Although when Roman pulled her out of the mountains, she was as thin as a little monkey.

But she remains healthy and has no lasting effects.

It's as if all the nutrients in your body are being used in the most important places.

She herself rarely gets sick, like a human-shaped virus immune system; even if she wandered around a plague zone, she probably wouldn't get infected.

If a person is lucky enough, they can avoid contracting any serious diseases even in modern times.

Even if infected, his immune system will effectively, quickly, and precisely eliminate all pathogens, and renew and strengthen his own immune system until he dies of old age.

Is this scientific?

Very scientific!
The essence of improving varieties is to select rice varieties with superior traits from ordinary rice.

High yield, disease resistance, lodging resistance, adaptability, ideal plant type, shortened growth period, good appearance and taste.

Those are all genetic selections; the better, the better.

Therefore, Roman always had a great fondness for Gweil, and only he knew what kind of potential this little witch possessed.

Whether it's a shipwreck, making a mistake, poor grades, or being lively and playful, it can all be forgiven!

Some witches may not be able to participate in childbirth.

But some witches, when used properly, can make a heifer soar to the heavens!
This is an extraordinary witch that even the most advanced biological laboratories and top biological masters in modern society cannot compare to!
"Come on, my little princess, let's go farm!"

Roman stood beside the experimental field, took Gweil's small arm, and lifted her down from the horse, his movements elegant and gentle as if he were receiving a royal princess.

Gweil was amused by his attitude. "Roman, can I really do all those things you said?"

Roman, with a stern face like a seth, said, "My little princess, don't doubt yourself. Any lack of confidence or doubt will reduce the effectiveness of your spells."

"But you called me princess...it feels so strange," Gweil said shyly, her face slightly flushed.

"As long as you use your magical powers to help those rice plants reach their full potential, you will be the true Rice Princess of Origin City!"

'It still feels so strange…' Gweil thought to herself, are there really princesses with such strange titles? Rice is rice, but aren't there any better-sounding names? Like Princess Roman? Like Gweil Rift Armor, those names sound much better.

She put aside those thoughts and looked at the rice paddies where the seedlings had just been planted.

The soil here is the best and flattest; the farmers put a lot of effort into creating it.

Roman helped her take off her little boots and placed them on the edge of the paddy field. The two pairs of feet, one big and one small, stepped into the soft muddy field, where the water was three to five centimeters deep and surrounded by neatly arranged rice seedlings.

He led her by the hand to the very center of the paddy field.

Roman released his grip, turned around, took two steps back, and spread his arms wide: "Come, Gweil, my princess, cast your miraculous power upon me."

……

What is a miracle?

Roman had shown them a miracle two years ago.

The agricultural revolution was a miracle.

The greatest miracle of our time is the increase in grain production!

Now, he has completed his insignificant mission.

But he won't be able to create a second miracle anytime soon.

That requires development in many areas, including specialized factories, cutting-edge equipment, scientific research personnel, and agricultural biotechnology.

Now, Gweil is about to perform a second miracle for him.

His crimson eyes were filled with anticipation.

How could she let him down?
The witch of fate clasped her hands together and placed them on her chest, like a nun in prayer, and stood in the center of the experimental field, unleashing her power.

"Rice, oh rice, seeds of the earth, I bless your lives, hoping you will grow naturally and prosperously, tenaciously and beautifully, and overcome all diseases. You are excellent, you are all excellent, grow up quickly, grow up quickly..."

She murmured those words, her face visibly turning pale, and finally collapsed with a cry, as if all her energy had been exhausted.

Roman caught her with lightning speed.

"Why are you so tired? Did you exert yourself so much?" he asked insincerely. Gweil smiled weakly, "It wasn't strenuous, but I didn't feel any effect after using it once, so I blessed it several times."

"several times?"

Gweil nestled in Roman's arms, her feet resting on his left arm, muddy water still dripping from her little feet. She whispered, "Five spells were cast."

The more times a blessing is bestowed, the higher the probability of improvement.

She didn't know the essence of the improvement, but she was very clear about the effects of her spell.

Moreover, blessing a rice paddy requires far less effort than blessing other things.

What Roman should have done was to gather all the pregnant women and babies and have Gavial bless them one by one, so that they could grow up healthy and be immune to illness and risk.

But blessing a child also takes a great deal of effort.

Compared to something as small as rice, humans are large life forms.

Even if he uses traditional breeding methods, it would take him four or five years to increase the average yield of rice per mu by 30% to 50%.

If we were to compare it to a human being... it would be difficult.

Do you want to increase the chances of getting twins?
Or perhaps we could give them better physical fitness, a stronger immune system, or a smarter brain?
But if we're really going to offer our blessings, the growth cycle is just too long.

It takes more than ten years just to build a complete mental world.

It's far better to have short-term gains.

Besides, it's just people.

All over the place.

If they die, they die; they are naturally eliminated.

Roman couldn't do anything about it; it wasn't his fault.

The most important thing is to increase food production and feed those people who are not easily eliminated.

He expects to receive another 20,000 to 30,000 people from the pirates this year.

This is a huge burden on food supplies.

It turns out that there was grain stored after the summer harvest, and by the end of winter, Roman could store at least three million catties of grain.

Now things are much better; trade routes with the pirates have been established.

This small amount of grain can only provide temporary relief.

Don't expect to buy more than a million pounds of grain from pirates or anywhere else.

Absolutely impossible, the difficulty is too high.

Why did the pirates dump large numbers of slaves on Roman?

Because they stole the farmers' grain and turned them into slaves, they had no choice but to kill them if they couldn't be sold, otherwise they couldn't survive!
Compared to social development, war is a pure negative gain!

Why were the pirates able to fight on?
Because the population was wiped out, slaughtered, and exterminated, those who survived were able to seize the assets of the dead, thus becoming extremely wealthy.

The essence is to increase per capita wealth by reducing the population.

Roman's assessment: "A product of its time, a stupid act!"
He had already been accelerating the production of various food products.

Large-scale land reclamation and improvement of rice and wheat varieties.

The same applies to the ranch; Gweil is allowed to selectively bless several superior breeds of roosters, rams, breeding pigs, stallions, and cattle.

The importance of mating is self-evident.

Having a father with good genes can improve the offspring's body size, adaptability, disease resistance, meat quality, and meat yield.

In the past, ten pounds of hay could be exchanged for one pound of pork, and one acre of hay could only be exchanged for one pig.

After breed improvement, eight or even nine pounds of pasture can be exchanged for one pound of pork.

Although the improvement may seem small, the base number is significant. A one-tenth increase is still quite substantial.

(End of this chapter)