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"Open...open your eyes?"

Wang Dagou's hands were trembling as he held the remote control, which was even more futuristic than a game console.

He looked at the row of massive, dark steel behemoths in front of him, then looked back at the village's brand-new, now-scrap-of-iron traditional tractors, and his mind was still reeling.

The next day, spring plowing officially began.

The news spread like wildfire.

People throughout the county, and even those in surrounding counties and cities, have heard that Jiangjia Village is about to make big news.

Thousands upon thousands of people, driving cars, riding motorcycles, and even pushing wheelbarrows, surged in from all directions.

Before eight o'clock in the morning, the area around the 20,000 mu of super farmland in Jiangjia Village was already crowded with people who came to watch the spectacle.

The ridges and hillsides, wherever people could stand, were crowded with heads.

The scene was even more lively than a bustling market.

"Didn't they say Jiangjia Village was out of diesel? How will they do spring planting?"

"Who knows? Let's see. Jiang Chen is probably just bragging!"

"I heard he's going to make the whole village dig the ground with their bare hands, haha!"

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, with most people there hoping to see the spectacle.

In the city, Manager Liu also kept a close eye on the situation in Jiangjia Village through his informants in the county.

"Boss, there's a huge crowd in Jiangjia Village, all waiting to see them make a fool of themselves!"

"Very good." Manager Liu, holding his coffee, sneered, "Keep an eye on him. I want to see how Jiang Chen gets out of this mess."

It was exactly 9:00 AM.

Jiang Chen stood on a makeshift command platform at the highest point of the field ridge, holding a large megaphone.

He looked at the endless sea of ​​people in the distance and cleared his throat.

"start!"

At a command.

"Buzz—buzz—buzz—!"

A series of uniform, yet extremely faint, electrical hums rang out.

Under the watchful eyes of the masses, the two hundred "octopus" solar-powered agricultural machines, resembling prehistoric behemoths, began to move!

Their eight tracks firmly trod on the soft ground, while the solar panels on top greedily absorbed the sunlight.

There was no black smoke, and no deafening roar.

There is only one kind of efficient and ruthless silence that belongs to the future.

Two hundred farm machines, like a well-trained black army, marched into the vast fields.

Behind them, the hard earth was easily turned over, plowed, and ridged...

All the movements were performed in one smooth motion.

The efficiency and speed were dazzling.

"My God! What is that thing? It runs faster than a rabbit!"

"No oil needed? This...does it eat the sun?"

"This tilling speed is equivalent to ten of our old tractors!"

The onlookers were all dumbfounded, their mouths agape, their jaws dropping to the floor.

They had never seen anything like this in their lives.

This isn't spring plowing; it looks like a science fiction movie set!

However, this is just the beginning.

The work of turning the soil and ridging it up is only halfway done.

"Buzzing—!"

From the direction of the greenhouse area in Jiangjia Village in the distance, came a dense roaring sound, like a swarm of bees passing by.

Everyone looked up.

Hundreds of large agricultural drones with wingspans exceeding three meters flew over in a neat, dense formation, blotting out the sky.

They hovered and lined up above tens of thousands of acres of farmland, like an aerial cavalry force about to launch an attack.

"put!"

With another command from Jiang Chen.

Hundreds of drones, like soldiers receiving a unified command, began to spray specially improved "Jiangnong No. 1" super rice seeds evenly onto the ridges below with centimeter-level precision.

The scene was absolutely spectacular.

It was as if the sky had rained down a perfectly precise shower of seeds.

On the ridge of the field.

Hu Lahua led a group of idle middle-aged women from the village, each carrying a small stool and a handful of sunflower seeds, and they sat in a row.

While cracking sunflower seeds, they pointed at the drone in the sky and the "octopus" in the ground, as if watching an open-air movie.

"Hey look, that one from Old Zhang's family, it flies so steadily."

An older woman pointed at a drone in the sky, her tone full of pride.

Her son was operating the drone.

"Goodness," another middle-aged woman spat out a mouthful of sunflower seed shells on the ground, smacked her lips, "this seed-scattering thing is more accurate than me flipping a wok. Look at those furrows, a straight line down, not a single extra seed."

Just then, several black sedans with government license plates hurriedly drove up from the dirt road.

The car door opened, and the mayor of Qingshui Town and several other town leaders ran out of the car, their brows covered in sweat.

They came here specifically to inspect the area after hearing about the huge commotion that had taken place in Jiangjia Village.

But when the town mayor saw this scene before him...

He froze on the spot.

The sky is filled with a vast array of drones, while the ground is a silent and efficient legion of steel behemoths.

This doesn't look like a typical spring plowing scene in a rural town.

This is a hundred years more advanced than the provincial agricultural science and technology expo!

The mayor's mouth was agape, and the prepared speech slip from his hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

His chin dropped so low it landed on the back of his foot, and he couldn't close it for a long time.

In traditional spring plowing, even with hundreds of tractors working around the clock, it would take at least half a month to complete 20,000 mu of land.

But here in Jiangjia Village...

Hundreds of high-tech machines were deployed simultaneously, both in the air and on the ground.

It took less than three days.

Turning the soil, ridging, sowing, irrigating...

All procedures are complete!

The 20,000 mu of fertile land, flat as a giant green carpet, radiates vitality under the sun.

Wang Dagou stood on the edge of the field, looking at this magnificent scene, his face flushed with excitement.

He took out his phone and filmed a short video of this field that embodies future technology and hope.

After thinking for a moment, he added a caption to the video and posted it on his WeChat Moments.

"High-tech spring plowing is just that simple, unpretentious, and tedious."