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

Chapter 78 From now on, pledge your allegiance to me!
Roman was dressed in a linen short-sleeved shirt, looking like a half-farmer.

He said to Jet, "Did you come to me to do something for me?"

Jett really had no such intention right now, so he could only say, "I didn't come here to see you..."

"So what are you here for? To see Gweil?"

Jet shifted his gaze to the land covered in stubble, which resembled broken swords from a battlefield, pointing towards the sky. The sheer density of the stubble was enough to make anyone sick.

"I just came to see if those claims were true."

He may have come with the intention of exposing Gweil's lies, but now he finds that he cannot disprove them.

Jett asked, "Do you want to grow beans?"

He saw the mountain of beans, all soaking in water, with someone sprinkling salt into it.

We also saw more manure piles, and truckloads of brown soil were being continuously hauled in. They orderly mixed the soil with manure and raked it into the field.

He just couldn't understand the specific intentions behind these actions.

“Yes!” Roman nodded.

He plans to plant 6,000 mu of soybeans next.

If you use 10 jin of soybean seeds per mu, and the yield is 150 jin per mu, then you've won.

Sig Town is special.

It is surrounded by mountains on all sides and is a basin.

The basin contains vast plains with fertile soil, making it a natural grain-producing area.

However, the activity range of two thousand people is at most within a radius of tens or hundreds of kilometers, and most areas have not yet been developed.

Roman needed to build a special road just to mine a salt mine.

The soil here is very fertile, which greatly increases grain yield.

Even so, they were still unable to raise 30 jin of wheat seeds.

Roman is no longer confident in the land's productivity.

He summarized his experience in this regard.

The root cause is still the lack of fertilization and the spring wheat.

If winter wheat is used instead, the tillering rate will be increased, and the overall grain yield will increase by 30% to 50%.

Roman's purpose in choosing to grow soybeans was not entirely for yield; more importantly, it was to improve soil quality.

This round of wheat harvest has greatly depleted soil fertility.

Legumes have nitrogen-fixing properties, and land where legumes have been grown will increase subsequent grain yields.

Soybeans are planted in the summer and harvested in late autumn.

The basin's enclosed topography, along with the plateau and mountains, effectively blocks cold air from the northern lands, causing winter to arrive later in Sige Town compared to other places.

Roman would then use all of this well-cultivated land to plant winter wheat before early winter arrived.

In most parts of this land, including the town of Sig, spring wheat is grown.

This means that wheat sown in spring can be harvested in about a hundred days, emphasizing quick sowing and quick harvest.

The town of Sig has continued the farming methods used outside the town for decades.

This left Roman speechless.

People plant spring wheat in other regions because the earth is cold in winter, and wheat seeds cannot survive the winter, so they can only be planted in spring.

What are you doing getting involved in this mess in the basin?
Roman arrived in Sig in early spring, before winter had completely ended, and found that the temperature there was not unbearably cold during the winter.

Spring wheat can mature and be harvested in 100 days, while winter wheat takes 240 days—the entire winter and half a spring.

But the timing of the growth is not important.

In winter, it's impossible to farm; at most, you can grow some cold-resistant vegetables.

Winter wheat is superior to spring wheat in both yield and quality.

Therefore, Roman temporarily halted the road paving and land reclamation work, concentrating all his efforts on extensive composting and fertilization.

He put in a lot of effort this time.

At least 1,000 kilograms of fertilizer are needed per acre to make these thousands of acres of land fertile. But manure piles alone are definitely not enough, because at least six million kilograms of organic fertilizer are needed.

Roman had surveyed the area along the route before the construction team started paving the road.

Using his combined knowledge of farming and gathering, he discovered that the swamp between Sig Town and the salt mine was a nutrient-rich swamp.

This type of swamp means that once the water is drained, it can become the best fertile land.

Later, when the construction team was digging soil to pave roads and fill in swamps, they also unearthed a thick layer of peat soil.

Peat is a natural organic fertilizer.

A large amount of peat can be directly mixed with a small amount of manure, and the effect is better than manure alone.

Farmers now have steel shovels and hoes, making it easy for them to mine peat.

The only problem is that we're starting to run out of manpower again.

For example, those cattle and horses have to plow the land, turn the soil, mine peat, transport peat, and clear tree roots and stones from the land.

There is nothing we can do about this.

For Roman, no amount of manpower would be enough.

This is the growing pain of development; we have no choice but to let these animals suffer.

To help them regain their strength, Roman started having the people at the livestock shed feed them high-quality grains.

During this summer planting season, he will plan a pasture and have them plant a large amount of forage grass.

Anyway, we'll get through this period.

But Jet's arrival was something Roman hadn't anticipated.

He asked, "Your wheat harvest is bountiful, and your beans are about to be planted. Will the people here still go hungry in the future?"

Roman took another look at his relationship with Jet and found that it was still below 20%.

There has been some improvement, but not much.

The real intention behind his words was not the wine; that's definitely not what he wanted to ask.

Roman replied matter-of-factly, "Of course not. As long as they obey my orders, they will live well. If they resist, they will die."

"What are you going to do next?"

Roman's words were firm and resolute: "Buying slaves, farming, mining, building an army... I have so much to do! I can't possibly finish talking about it all in a short time! I want to build this place into an eternal city! I want everyone on this land to yearn for it..."

Jet was surprised when Roman revealed all his future plans to him.

Those grand pronouncements left him in a daze.

"What are you building an army for... to protect this land?"

"Defense? No! Offense! Whoever dares to set foot here, I will destroy them! Whoever dares to resist me, I will annihilate them! But this is only the beginning. What I want is conquest! To rule every piece of land I see! My army will trample everyone underfoot, making everyone on this land submit to me and pledge allegiance to me! From now on, I will trample the entire earth under my feet... Jet! My apostle, forge such an army for me!"

Roman threw his right fist at Jeter.

The young hand was not large, but it was strong and powerful with distinct knuckles.

The skin on my palms is a bit rough and covered with calluses.

The scorching sun mercilessly burns the earth, just like the surging will of the overlord.

Roman stood at the edge of the field and told a deserter about his grand vision for the future.

He warmly and frankly invited the deserter to join him.

He knew what he was about to do, and he knew his mission.

He will achieve extraordinary accomplishments that will leave everyone speechless and that all kings and generals throughout history can only look up to!

A truly great figure, unparalleled throughout history, will rise here!

That figure will one day forge the supreme throne with his own hands!
That figure will ascend the throne amidst the throng of ministers and the watchful eyes of the masses!
An invincible army will crown that figure!

From that day forward, everyone on this land would only ever shout out one name!
Whenever he thought of that magnificent scene, Roman felt his blood boil. He couldn't suppress the urge to smash this era with a single punch and crush the entire earth beneath his powerful crotch.

And all of this is inseparable from the people he rules and the people who are loyal to him!
"Jett, kneel down and pledge your allegiance to me from this day forward!"

(End of this chapter)