Waves of clear bronze drums sounded throughout the Tilaimei Plain.
"...Get up quickly!"
"The Lord of Tireme has ordered that the spring harvest begins early! Get up quickly!"
The serf stewards lit torches and kicked open the shanty doors one by one, shouting loudly.
"What happened?!"
The serfs were suddenly woken up from their sleep and were still a little dazed.
Old Myron is a bit old, and when he woke up, he felt his heartbeat was pounding and his lips were dry.
"What's wrong..." He murmured in panic.
But soon, in the loud shouts of the knight steward, Old Myron suddenly understood the current situation.
"The spring harvest started early... But it's night now and I can't even see. How are we going to harvest the wheat..." He couldn't help but mumble.
"Hurry up and gather at the grain drying field! The last person to arrive will be punished!"
However, under the sharp shouts of the knight steward, the serfs such as Old Myron did not dare to hesitate no longer, no matter how confused they were. They quickly got dressed, took farm tools and ran non-stop to the grain drying field to gather.
"No need for a sickle! Now, follow me to the edge of the field!"
After the serfs were roughly assembled, the wizards in charge of each area appeared in the air in an orderly manner and issued orders according to the previous arrangement.
They had rehearsed this process many times before the spring harvest.
It is clear which areas you are responsible for and what you should do when the time comes.
"No need for a sickle..." Old Myron was even more confused when he heard this order.
No need for a sickle...then what to use to harvest wheat, pull it by hand?!
Suddenly, a terrible suspicion came into his mind——
I haven’t been enchanted by any ghosts and ghosts. Are you still dreaming now?!
Snapped!
"Hiss..." Old Myron cried out in pain and rubbed his thigh.
"What's wrong with you? Uncle Myron!" Mike, a young serf beside him, was startled by his sudden action of patting himself and asked quickly.
"It's okay..." Old Myron smiled awkwardly. The pain made his mind clearer, and he suddenly felt that he was really confused. How could he think like this?
However, this conjecture eventually left some traces in his mind.
Old Myron obeyed the steward's instructions and walked towards the farmland, while observing everything around him with more concentration.
'Knight Harold...Knight Lundy...Master Dolly the Wizard...Little Mike...they are all familiar faces, that's right...'
"Uncle Myron, why do the adults say there is no need for a sickle? How can we harvest wheat without a sickle?" Mike on the side suddenly asked.
"I don't know..." Old Myron looked around, suddenly startled, looked to the left and murmured in shock, "What is that?!"
Buzz——
The magic engine made an inaudible sound. Compared with the fuel engine in the previous life, the magic engine seemed particularly silent.
In Old Myron's field of vision, huge gray-black steel monsters quietly drove out of the factory!
A coquettish blue light lit up from their backs, creating circles of swaying halos in the dark night.
"This is……"
"There's a monster!"
The serfs were panicked and restless.
"Quiet!" Dolly explained in a deep voice in mid-air, "No need to panic, this is a wheat harvester named Gusui created by the great Lord of Tilaimei!"
"Wheat...harvester?" Old Myron muttered, "Is this something that can harvest wheat?"
Seeing that the serfs stopped being restless, Dolly took a breath and injected magic power into the crystal in his hand.
despair.
Ta-ta-ta--
Bright beams of light shot out from in front of each grain harvester.
"oh!"
"hiss--"
Amidst the exclamations of the serfs, the wheat harvesters illuminated the farmland in front of them, and then they lined up in a row and headed towards the farmland neatly!
Swish swish——!
When approaching farmland, the drum header in front of the grain harvester begins to rotate.
This caused another exclamation from the serfs.
Dolly saw their fuss, but did not laugh. He still remembered the way he looked when he first saw these harvesters.
...No better than these serfs.
"Okay, follow the order and go to the nearby warehouse to get the grain bags!"
Not forgetting his responsibilities, Dolly continued to give instructions.
"Did you hear what the adults said? Hurry up and move!"
The serf stewards, composed of wizard apprentices and knights, also shouted at the right time.
"There are only two things you need to do, and that is to load wheat and transport wheat!"
"Whoever has got the grain bags, hurry up and come with me!"
"Come! It's right here, don't be afraid! This is something created by the great Lord Tilaimei. Are you still afraid that it will hurt you?"
While the serfs were taking the grain bags, the grain harvester had already completed one harvest and returned to the edge of the field.
Dolly was hanging high in the sky, holding the control crystal and directing the nearest grain harvester to start dumping grain.
"Come here quickly, open the grain bag, and put it here!"
Old Myron's heart was pounding, he swallowed, and under the steward's command, he stepped forward, tremblingly opened the grain bag, and pointed at the terrifying metal protruding from the grain harvester in front of him.
Short tube.
Click.
After he aimed it, the steward next to him pulled the switch next to the short tube slightly nervously.
Crash--
The clear golden wheat grains suddenly flowed out like water.
"Hiss..." Old Myron was shocked, and his hands shook and he almost couldn't hold the grain bag.
"Be careful!"
Fortunately, the knight steward next to him had quick eyesight and reached out his hand to hold the grain bag.
"Hug... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sir!" Old Myron's face turned pale, and sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.
"Okay! Hurry up and put the grain bags on the cart, don't block the people behind you!" The steward pushed the switch next to him and waved his hand impatiently.
Normally, he might have cursed a few more times, but time was tight now, and Master Dolly was still waiting for them to finish loading the food, so he had no time to delay any longer.
What's more, when he saw the miraculously flowing wheat grains, he was also distracted for a moment. It was understandable that the serfs were distracted.
boom.
Old Myron carried the grain bags and carefully loaded them into the cart.
Taking a slight breath, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned around and looked back at the gray-black giant beast that was still in the same place, his eyes filled with wonder.
He could never imagine how the wheat growing on the straw suddenly turned into golden wheat grains!
This is really...a great miracle.
Rumble.
The grain harvester parked next to the field ridge finished unloading the wheat grains and continued to move towards the fields ahead.
Dolly flew forward after them.
The other stewards were divided into two groups. One group led the serfs to chase the harvester, while the other group stayed behind to deliver the newly harvested wheat to the warehouse.
It was dawn in a blink of an eye.
Dolly wiped his sweat and said to the wizard next to him: "The rest is up to you."
"No problem, you can go and rest." The new wizard smiled and reached out to take the control crystal.
Unlike the agricultural harvesters in Colin's previous life, each one needs to be controlled by a single person or even multiple people.
The grain harvester is mainly controlled remotely by wizards. Depending on the strength of each wizard, the number they can control at the same time is also different.
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Since the wizards are in mid-air, they can actually see the overall harvest situation more clearly and control the direction in real time.
Although it was dawn, the sun was hidden behind the clouds, and only the eastern sky revealed a hazy white color.
"If we continue like this, I'm afraid we can finish harvesting all this wheat before the heavy rain comes!"
Over the Golden Wheat Wizard Tower, Claire looked at Colin and marveled.
"I hope so." Colin smiled softly, his eyes a little tired.
Last night he kept running around all over Tireme, coordinating and directing the spring harvest.
After all, it was the first time to carry out mechanized harvesting, so many situations occurred, but fortunately, they were all passed without any danger.
The harvests in various places were also on track, and he was able to have time to rest for a while.
"The Supreme Council has determined that these dark clouds are indeed caused by the gods." Claire continued, "But it is not just for the Tilaimei Plain. Extreme climate disasters have occurred throughout the Siya continent."
"Half of the glaciers in Graham melted overnight, and tsunamis submerged several small cities near the sea.
Fortunately, because of the cold and the vast area and sparsely populated areas, the damage is generally not serious."
"It's so serious..." Colin was slightly startled and looked above his head.
The clouds above have turned gray and black, and I am afraid that in a few hours, the sun will no longer be able to penetrate.
It can be expected that a heavy downpour is about to come.
"If this matter is not stopped as soon as possible, the future impact will not only be a mere tsunami and flood..."
Withdrawing his gaze, Colin couldn't help but murmur.
There is no doubt about the importance of climate stability... Do those gods want to directly destroy the world?
"Don't worry too much." Claire comforted: "I trust the Supreme Councilors."
"...Hmm." Colin opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just nodded.
"The heavy rain is coming. I have to tell everyone in Tilaimei to take precautions... If the newly harvested wheat is not dried in time, I am afraid it will sprout and deteriorate. I have to find a way to solve this problem..."
"Don't worry about drying the wheat, I can help." Claire interrupted.
"...Then I'll trouble you, sir." Colin was slightly startled. Thinking of Claire's ability to control water vapor last night, he felt happy and said quickly.
"No need." Claire waved his hand and looked at the wheat field at his feet. His expression was unclear on his face hidden by the mask, "It's all for the wizard."
Colin was silent and nodded, "Then I'll leave first."
"Go ahead."
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Hills near Kege Kingdom.
"Why are there dark clouds gathering? Didn't you expect it to be sunny today?"
Jonson sat in the makeshift study, frowning and looking at the wizard Buck who was reporting to him in front of him.
Buck is the wizard he specially hired to be responsible for the farmland planting in Kege Hills. He is good at plant witchcraft, knows about wheat cultivation, and knows how to observe the weather.
This wizard is responsible for most of the Spring Harvest matters.
"This...I observed in the evening that it is still sunny today..." Buck also frowned, raised his head and said seriously:
"Lord Jonson, I'm afraid there's something strange about this rain."
Jonson frowned and said angrily: "So what should we do now? I promised those grain merchants to start the spring harvest today. If..."
Buzz——!
Before he could finish speaking, the crystal in front of Jonson's desk suddenly lit up. He frowned and pressed the crystal, and then his face suddenly changed!
"What's the matter, Lord Jonson?" Buck asked hesitantly.
"These dark clouds are the work of the gods!" Jonson muttered with an ugly look on his face as he came back to his senses.
The message just sent to him by the family was part of the announcement of the Supreme Council this morning.
In the latest announcement this morning, the Supreme Council announced the latest attack launched by the gods last night, clearly indicating that the extreme weather that is occurring in the Siya continent is the work of the gods, and reminded all places to take precautions.
"God's handiwork... What can I do about this?!" Buck suddenly panicked. He felt something was wrong when he saw this cloud when he woke up early... He didn't expect that the gods were really behind it!
"Why don't you hurry up and seize the time to harvest wheat!" Jonson roared, his face turning pale.
Although he is not proficient in farming, he also knows how much impact heavy rain will have on wheat harvest...
If he fails to harvest wheat this time, not only will his previous investments be in vain, he will also have to pay compensation to the forces that signed purchase contracts with him!
…
Outside the Golden Wheat Sui Palace.
"Hiss, the latest news is that half of the farmland in Tilaimei has been harvested!"
"So fast! The Lord of Tilaimei is really perverted!"
"Be careful!"
"...I mean, Senator Colin is really a genius!"
At the side gate of the kingdom, Frank and other businessmen were gathering here, waiting for Atbold's summons.
Some of them were early, and when Claire tried to disperse the clouds last night, they smelled a certain scent keenly, and came to prepare to meet Atbold.
And when the spring harvest started early and the grain harvester came on stage, even Frank and Douglas hurried over!
"What the hell is a grain harvester? It's so powerful!"
At this moment, they were discussing in low voices the latest farm news brought by Dougla's men.
"Yes, I took a look from a distance before I came here. Even if I drove past, I didn't see any movement. The wheat in the field disappeared neatly. The most important thing is that the wheat grains were also directly separated from the wheat stalks! When it comes back,
, you can bag it directly! In the past, if you relied on serfs, you wouldn’t be able to complete the threshing work in an acre of land in less than half a day!”
"The food industry in Asia is about to change!"
"Don't talk about the food industry...just look at these dark clouds in the sky. What will happen to the Siya continent in the future...who can say clearly."
As soon as the businessman's words came out, everyone fell into silence, and there was no sound for a while.
Dougla looked at the entrance of the palace expressionlessly, not paying attention to the discussion next to him, and just waved gently to the men beside him: "Explore again!"
Card.
At this moment, the door of the palace suddenly opened.
"I'm sorry, Lord Atbold was busy with the spring harvest last night and kept you waiting for a long time, but he is free now. Please come with me."
"It doesn't matter, let alone waiting for midnight, I'm willing to wait for two more days!" Frank forced a smile and stepped forward, with a smile on his face and his eyes almost narrowed to a slit.
"Lord Altbould has worked hard. If you are tired, we can come visit you again in the afternoon!" Douglas cursed secretly and hurriedly stepped forward with a smile.
What right to speak, what alliance... were all evaporated at this moment under the sudden change of weather and those grain harvesters.
All the businessmen present knew that the Tilaimei Plain would definitely become the overlord of the food industry in the future! The Lord of Tilaimei would also become the uncrowned king in charge of food.
If you don't quickly adjust your position now, you will have been doing business for so many years in vain!
Time passes quietly.
Most of the day later, the spring harvest in the Tilaimei Plain was completely over, and all the grain was moved into the warehouse.
At the same time, a severe rainstorm also fell in this dark night.