Chapter 450: Chapter 265: Goddess Believer, Professional Farmer_3
With her words, the green plants on the row of gel panels behind her suddenly started to grow rapidly.
Not far from the shore, Ange quietly set down his footprint. For a more dramatic effect, he deliberately chose plants that were about to bloom and bear fruit. Under the Instant Death Halo, these plants suddenly bloomed and fruited, creating a very exciting visual effect.
Under this backdrop, Lisa smiled and said, “I will bring you the harvest.”
This is the most common phrase in the Holy Code of the Harvest Goddess, which is a clear hint at her identity.
If it hadn’t been for the backdrop of rapidly growing crops behind her, this would have been, at most, a pleasant greeting, like the Church of Light’s ‘Holy Light bless you’.
But with the contrast of the crops growing rapidly behind her, even Dakwen could not doubt it anymore. Trembling with excitement, he knelt and worshiped, “May the Goddess bless us! May the harvest be bountiful!”
Dakwen returned to the Master Plane through the Teleportation Array, excitedly shouting to all believers, “We have found the Goddess, we have found the Goddess. The Harvest Goddess has brought us harvest and magical Soilless Rice. Quickly, bring our farming tools and serve the Harvest Goddess!”
Believers of the Harvest Goddess kept pouring into the Clean Sea Plane. Ange quickly discovered that these people were taking away the jobs of his planting.
The followers of the Harvest Goddess are the most professional farmers. After a couple of days of research, they started to understand the cultivation methods of the Soilless Rice. Moreover, their planting skills were far more refined than Ange’s.
During large-scale planting, Ange couldn’t be meticulous with every single seed. He used magic to plant, the spacing was enough, but it could not maintain the most suitable spacing like professional farmers.
If Ange randomly planted nine rows on a panel, they could plant ten rows. That’s a whole extra row of output, that’s a tenth!
Well, the more refined operations of the harvest farmers reduced Ange’s major role to merely regulating the gel panels. As long as the gel panels were adjusted properly, the other tasks could be taken over by these farmers. Soon, floating gel panels filled all the waterways of the entire sand bar, only leaving a few main channels for ships to pass through.
Ange lost his biggest pleasure…
“You can’t reclaim everything to plant yourself like you did in the Resting Abyss. You can’t supply food for all these people. Let them plant. Otherwise, we can’t afford to support these hundred thousand people.”
Under the earnest persuasion of Negris, Ange gave up the idea of driving these people away to plant himself. He sulkily crouched on a sand bar at the edge, staring at the distant sea.
Little Angel and Little Zombie crouched at his sides, with a big cat crouched on Little Angel’s head.
This was the outermost sand bar here. All that could be seen was water. The setting sun slanted, and the surface of the water sparkled.
Negris flew over, sighed, didn’t know what to say. Given Ange’s character, he was so idle that he was watching the sunset, it is imaginable how bored he was: “Or you…”
Before he finished speaking, he noticed a small dot in the distance rapidly enlarging. Looking at the shadow of the sail, it was clearly Jelis’s Ground Effect Airship.