Douluo: I Have an Unnamed Law

Chapter 491 A Bountiful Harvest, Shrek's Dissatisfaction

Time flies, and another year has passed in the blink of an eye. It is also the wheat harvest season.

As is customary, all colleges and universities organized students to go to rural fields to help local farmers harvest wheat.

However, this year is different from previous years.

The farmers stood at the edge of the field, wearing straw hats to shield themselves from the sun, dressed simply, with their sickles, hoes and other tools held in front of them, watching in amazement as the harvester slowly moved across the field.

Gu Han stood at the front of the crowd, quietly watching the harvester at work.

The students from the Martial Soul Academy were also standing nearby. Some of the ice and water attribute soul masters took this opportunity to make ice water and chill some watermelon for everyone present to quench their thirst and cool them down.

Wind-attribute Soul Masters are responsible for creating a gentle breeze to make people feel cooler.

Ning Rongrong brought out the sliced ​​watermelon and distributed it to everyone.

"Master, here it is."

Gu Han reached out and took it, smiling, "Thank you."

"hey-hey."

Ning Rongrong gave a charming smile, and finally took two slices of watermelon and ran over to eat with Gu Nanfeng.

Ten harvesters moved slowly across the fields of each team. After harvesting each family's field, they would stop and dump the wheat onto pre-prepared mats, and then manually bag it.

Su Qinghe picked up a handful of wheat. Some of the wheat was still soft and could be eaten directly. He put some of the soft wheat in his hand, blew off the remaining husks, and put it in his mouth to chew.

Looking at the mountain of wheat piled up in front of him, each grain plump and glossy, Su Qinghe couldn't help but sigh, "The Martial Soul Empire is far stronger than the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire."

Everything was going smoothly. Gu Han looked at Zhu Zhuqing and said, "Although these harvesters are now available all over the country, the number is still not enough, especially in the plains. We need more harvesters, tillers, and seeders. We're not afraid to make more; we must make sure there are enough."

"Moreover, the Sun Moon Continent is now also under the jurisdiction of my Martial Soul Empire. Although it is in its initial stage, the implementation of these agricultural machines will not hinder its development, but will instead play a greater role."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded and replied, "Yes, factories in various places have already started mass production and assembly of these machines. At the current production speed, I believe it can triple in the second half of the year."

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At this moment, Dongfang Lingyun was also in the fields of her region, which was a mountainous area. In order to develop the region, she had led the local people to build roads and water conservancy projects, extending the roads up the mountain.

This is precisely why harvesters and tillers can easily go up the mountain and enter the fields.

"This harvester is so convenient! Does it come every year?"

"Yes, if we come every year, we can save a lot of effort and time."

As the combine harvesters finished harvesting the grain field by field and dumped it on the edge of the field, the local people were filled with emotion.

The terrain on the mountain resembles steps, with each piece of land forming a platform. In the middle, there is a concrete path leading uphill. After harvesting each piece of land, the harvester retreats to this path and continues to the next step to harvest.

Although there is only one machine, the harvesting speed is much, much faster than when farmers harvest with sickles themselves.

Dongfang Lingyun smiled and said, "Yes, I will come every year."

"That's great!"

"Yes, it will be much easier to harvest grain in the future."

“What Dongfang girl said must be true.”

Upon hearing Dongfang Lingyun say that combine harvesters would help harvest the grain every year, the people's faces immediately lit up with the most genuine smiles.

An elderly woman came forward, took Dongfang Lingyun's hand, and said, "Dongfang girl, you are truly a great benefactor to our village. If you hadn't come, this machine probably wouldn't have been able to get up here. Our village has really benefited from you over the years."

"Not only that, things will only get better in the future. Our Martial Soul Empire's biggest goal is to enable everyone to live a good life."

Dongfang Lingyun patted the old lady's hand with a friendly smile on her lips.

Inside Tiandou City.

Shrek Academy has welcomed a formidable figure today. With the Empire's assistance, Bishop Salas has now become a Title Douluo-level powerhouse.

He stared sharply at the group of teachers and students from Shrek Academy.

"Why doesn't Shrek Academy, as an academy recognized by the Empire, respond to the Empire's policies and organize students to go to the countryside?"

Faced with the pressure from the Title Douluo, Flander and the others were terrified and could only force a smile.

"Your Majesty, it's not that we don't want to go, but our school simply hasn't received any such notification."

"Oh, so you've received it now."

Salas said coldly.

"Yes, yes, I received it. I'll go now, I'll go now."

Flander bowed and scraped; this man was the top leader of Tiandou City, wielding immense power.

Flanders knew the principle that one should never offend power, and naturally dared not be negligent in the slightest when faced with someone who had both strength and power.

"In that case, you will be responsible for helping out in a few places."

Salas took out a map with several red dots marked on it, all of which were relatively remote areas under the jurisdiction of Tiandou City.

Although there are harvesters, manpower is still needed to complete the remaining cleanup work. In addition, this has always been the empire's policy, so it cannot be changed.

"Yes, yes, we'll organize our personnel and set off immediately."

Flander smiled ingratiatingly, not daring to show any dissatisfaction.

"Well, I hope so."

Salas put away his spirit ring and left with his men.

"call"

Seeing that Salas had left, Flander finally breathed a sigh of relief, his back already soaked with cold sweat.

He never expected that the Empire would take this matter so seriously, to the point that a Title Douluo-level being came to warn him.

"Damn it, I'm already a Soul Master and I still have to go to the countryside to dig in the dirt? What kind of ridiculous policy is this?!"

After seeing that Salas had completely gone far away, Ma Hongjun breathed a sigh of relief, but then burst into a tirade of curses.

“Exactly, becoming a Soul Master is all about enjoying yourself, there’s no reason to work!” Dai Mubai complained, equally dissatisfied.

Oscar nodded. "Yes, when I wasn't a Soul Master, I was made to dig in the dirt, but now that I'm a Soul Master, why am I still made to dig in the dirt? What kind of rule is that?"

"Third Brother, the ground is all dirt, it will make me very dirty, I don't want to go."

Xiao Wu tugged at Tang San's arm, her face full of reluctance.

"Xiao Wu, it's okay. You can just watch from the side when the time comes."

Tang San patted Xiao Wu's head. Although he was also very dissatisfied with this rule, the situation was beyond their control, and they had to make the trip.

Even if I don't do anything, I still have to go.

"All right."

Xiao Wu's rabbit ears drooped slightly, her lips were pouting, and her face was full of willingness.

Seeing Xiao Wu's aggrieved expression and her brothers' indignant looks.

Tang San secretly resolved to become stronger as soon as possible, break through this illusion, and reduce Xiao Wu's suffering.

(End of this chapter)