As soon as I opened and closed my eyes, the time had passed from twelve o'clock at night on May 30th to 0:00 and one second in the morning on May 31st.
Xiong Yan opened his eyes and looked at the people in front of him. Some people were obviously a little older. If he moved his ears, he could hear the shouts of some of the descendants in other rooms in the distance.
"Ah, I'm dead!"
"What do you call a soul? You don't live well!"
"Hey, okay, but you don't know that at that moment, I really died. My blood drained to death. I really don't want to experience that feeling again. As soon as I close my eyes now,
Just like before death..."
"I don't believe it. You kill people like crazy in the virtual world. At least seventy or eighty arrogant bandits died in your hands. Are you afraid of death?"
"Don't make trouble. Killing others and being killed by others are two different feelings. Now I understand why some people change so much. It turns out that death is the fault."
"Who are you talking about?"
"The great traitor Wang, when he was young, he personally carried homemade bombs to attack Manchu officials. When he was captured and beheaded, he wrote a very powerful farewell poem. If he died at that time
It would be great if he did so, so that he would not be considered a traitor."
"This is not the reason why he later became a traitor!"
"Hey, I just said it casually to show that death is really amazing and can really change a person."
Even if the descendants of Yangcheng have gone through a long period of training and made a lot of preparations, when death comes, many of them still can't stand it.
Listening to the joking and shouting, Xiong Yan just thought they were very noisy.
However, it is understandable that the contrast between suddenly returning from the virtual world to reality is too great, and then shouting and talking loudly to cover up his emotional changes to adapt to reality is really normal.
Not to mention ordinary descendants, even Xiong Yan and others kept blinking their eyes several times before slowly recovering.
"Now everyone should eat, drink, sleep and play. Let's have a good rest first."
After saying that, Xiong Yan went directly back to his room to sleep.
When I woke up, it was already dawn.
Xiong Yan did not go out, but took the breakfast delivered by the robot and began to eat carelessly.
Breakfast is very simple, a bowl of black rice and red date porridge, a tea egg, and a small pot of egg fried rice. It looks similar to ordinary people's breakfast, but it only looks like that.
This black rice is cultivated from Changxing rice. It has not yet been promoted nationwide and is only produced on a small scale in experimental fields near Yangcheng.
This red date is a fruit cultivated from the red dates that fall naturally from the spiritual root of a certain plant after it matures.
As for the tea eggs, the eggs themselves are obtained from Bai Mo's laboratory, and the tea leaves used to cook the tea eggs are quite simple, growing naturally in the blessed land of the mountains.
Such a meal cannot be bought by anyone with money in the outside world!
The most precious ones are probably the eggs taken from Baimo Laboratory.
Bai Mo has many laboratories of varying sizes under his command. There are more than sixty national-level laboratories alone, and most of them are under construction and have not yet been completed.
After all, he has just raised a small target of 30,000 people from all over the country through the Elixir of Youth. The most important thing is money.
This egg was taken from one of the animal laboratories. There, Bai Mo will use various strong radiations to cause the animals to mutate, not only observing the mutation process, but also recording the results of the mutation.
Therefore, this egg is a typical egg that cannot be bought even if you have money.
As for the rest, in fact, if we just talk about money, it is an astronomical number, but the problem is that there are many things in this world that are not for sale.
Just like before the revival of spiritual energy, many gadgets in the semiconductor industry in beautiful countries are not sold to you even if you have money.
The most well-known is the chip industry. Last year, even many primary school students knew that we were sanctioned by the other party.
It's the same today, except that in the past, the beautiful country used patents and advanced technology to block Daxia. Now, it's just the other way around.
Turning on a certain music on his mobile phone, Xiong Yan took a sip of porridge and then began to eat egg fried rice. While eating, he watched videos. This was one of the few free moments that Xiong Yan had.
When you get to the position of Xiongyan, there are endless things to do every day. This cannot be omitted because of laziness.
Of course, in order to save trouble, Xiong Yan directly sent 99% of the things that should be handled by himself to Chu Xuan for disposal. It is said that those who are capable work hard. I believe you!
Anyway, Chu Xuan also holds the position of deputy director of the research institute, so Xiong Yan leaves most basic matters to Chu Xuan.
But even so, there are dozens of things that Xiong Yan needs to handle personally every day. Sometimes, there are even hundreds of things.
However, it was meal time, not working time. The youthful atmosphere in the video immediately made Xiong Yan feel the taste of modern life. He gradually became a person from the ancients, the powerful of the Three Kingdoms, the local tycoon of Nanyang County, Xia Bo,
Xiong Yan lost his identity and began to have a touch of tackiness about him.
He looks more and more like a vulgar person!
He looks more and more like an ordinary person!
This can be regarded as a way for Xiong Yan to adjust himself. He watches some short videos, looks at young ladies who are full of youth, and sometimes gives them likes.
Although it is a bit tacky, Xiong Yan never thinks there is any problem with this. It is better than holding it in all the time and then not being able to get out.
This is also the reason why Xiong Yan tried his best to delegate power in the world of the Three Kingdoms.
On the one hand, he feels that his political ability is not very good and he is just a scumbag.
On the other hand, Xiong Yan felt that if he stayed in an environment where a single thought could kill thousands of people for a long time, it might have an impact on his mind and will.
Since ancient times, power has been the greatest desire besides immortality. This is countless times stronger than beauty and money.
If the degree to which money induces people to commit crimes is one, then the degree of beauty is ten, and the degree of wealth is infinite!
Money can only seduce those who are not determined, but beauty can seduce even heroes. Since ancient times, countless heroes have fallen under pomegranate skirts instead of falling in the face of mountains of swords and seas of fire. But only country can attract all men!
In this world, almost no man can refuse the temptation of Jiangshan!
Compared with the indulgence of ancient emperors, even the most indulgent high-level officials in modern society seem to pale into insignificance.
As I watched, I had finished eating the fried rice with eggs, finished drinking the black rice porridge, and I didn’t know when I had eaten the tea eggs.
He stood up, rinsed his mouth, and left directly. As for the hygiene of the room, the robot was responsible for it, and it was not Xiong Yan's turn to worry about it.
When he arrived at the office, Xiong Yan saw a pile of documents in front of him, not two copies at a time, but a whole pile.
Xiong Yan opened the top document. It was sent by a brother's unit. The general idea was that they planned to implement property tax in some cities, but they were afraid that the news would trigger turmoil in the stock and property markets and trigger capital outflows, so he asked
I asked the institute if there is any good news to be announced recently, and if I could tell them in advance...
Seeing the three words "property tax", Xiong Yan raised his head and looked out the window, and suddenly realized that these three words could not make him feel even a little bit shaken now.
Also, times have changed. Without this spiritual revival, it’s hard to say when the real estate tax will be implemented on a trial basis. Even if it is implemented on a trial basis in some cities, it will be stopped immediately.
But now, since the spiritual energy has been revived, Daxia is obviously not the same Daxia it used to be. It is just a property tax, and it is only a small-scale trial in some cities. What is there to make a fuss about?
As for fluctuations in the property market, that is inevitable!
The stock market fluctuates, just fluctuate. Anyway, as long as the Western Stock Exchange is still there, big A fluctuations are nothing. What's more, with the urine of Big A, even if you tell Xiong Yan that he fell by 2,800 points, he will only
Yes.
Where Xijiao is, there is nothing to fear!
There is the elixir of youth under the name of the medical school, and Changxing rice under the name of the agricultural college. There are also many large and small projects, and they are unique to Daxia. Funds from all over the world are flowing here.
Housing market turmoil?
Even if the real estate market collapses now, workers in related industries will not lose their jobs. Instead, they will devote themselves wholeheartedly to the development of the Northwest.
Three million square kilometers of land is waiting for the construction of the big guys, and there is no chance of unemployment. To say the least, even if everyone is unemployed, today's Daxia can still save money, really can save it!
Times have changed!
But after thinking about it, Xiong Yan still replied at the bottom of the document: Tomorrow is Children's Day, the institute and the management department plan to give a gift to the children in Daxia, and some lucky children will join their parents to truly
Go to the virtual world.
This is an unprecedented benefit!
Then, this document was thrown aside. Xiong Yan continued to look at the second document. Chu Xuan had already reviewed this document and gave suggestions. Xiong Yan just glanced at it briefly and wrote at the bottom.
Got a reading.
Then there was the third document, which basically said that the Illuminati of the Beautiful Country wanted to hold a global extraordinary conference and asked Daxia when he would be free.
After glancing at it, Xiong Yan threw the document directly into the trash can.
Sometimes, in order to save trouble, Xiong Yan even directly draws a circle and puts an end to the problem. When he encounters someone he disagrees with, he puts a cross in it and sometimes notes the reason underneath.
Sometimes, Xiong Yan would also think about documents, such as the document in front of him, which came from the College of Agriculture and came from Huang Zixing.
After browsing the general content, Xiong Yan set off. A minute later, he got on the helicopter. A few minutes later, he saw Huang Zixing, who was farming in an agricultural base outside Yangcheng.
At this time, Huang Zixing was still in the field, but when he saw that Xiong Yan was coming, he stood up directly.
Opening the door of the helicopter, Xiong Yan fell to the ground without saying a word. At an altitude of seventy or eighty meters, Xiong Yan seemed to have no weight and floated directly down with the wind, standing quietly in the paddy field.
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In fact, with Xiong Yan's strength, he can stand on the water. His shoes may get wet, but his legs will never be covered with mud.
But in order to show respect, Xiong Yan still stepped into the field. Yellow mud splashed on his trouser legs, and the water in the paddy field flowed into his shoes, making his socks wet.
However, Xiong Yan ignored these details and asked directly: "Zixing, why do you suddenly want to leave Yangcheng?"
Is this your own idea, or is it an idea that came about after hearing what someone said?
Is this your own idea, or was it instigated and used?
Is there any misunderstanding in this?
Wouldn't it be nice to stay in Yangcheng?
Why do you suddenly want to leave?
"Yangcheng is still small. Today, Yangcheng is still being expanded. It is said that the expansion is completed and can accommodate 10 million people."
"But it's still too small. Although it has left as much open space as possible for me to use as farmland, how should I put it? Agriculture is not a simple monoculture."
Having said this, Huang Zixing walked towards the field ridge. After a while, Xiong Yan and him sat on the field ridge one behind the other.
"How should I put it? A long time ago, our ancestors domesticated millet from Setaria japonica, and then began to plant millet alone. After generations of cultivation, Setaria solata slowly turned into millet.
"
"Other rice and wheat are similar. They are all bred by our ancestors from generation to generation. Therefore, since then, we have planted various crops in a single, large-scale cultivation."
"Even after modernization, after the industrial revolution, and even in modern times, the cultivation of various crops has been monotonized on a large scale."
"The advantages of this kind of large-scale monoculture are very obvious. The yield is high. In the past, this was the case all over the world. This was originally nothing."
"As for the disadvantage, it's actually less biodiversity."
In forests and jungles, the biodiversity is very significant, and the food chains inside are one after another.
Is such a virgin forest valuable?
Of course there is!
But in the past, such value lies more in the future,
Therefore, even if they knew that reclaiming lakes for farmland would destroy the biodiversity of the lakes, reduce nearby species, change the environment on a large scale, and exterminate a large number of non-human creatures, people had no choice, because for humans at that time,
Survival is more important than biodiversity!
"But times are different now. I can easily produce rice with a yield of several thousand kilograms per mu. There is also seawater rice in the laboratory that can be grown directly on the sea on a large scale."
The yield of sea rice is also quite high, with a yield of up to two thousand kilograms per mu, and the sea area is so large...
"Actually, we have no shortage of food! Even if all the people begin to practice martial arts and people's appetites increase greatly, we really have no shortage of food!"
"Especially when I was studying spiritual rice, I discovered more and more that different environments have a tremendous impact on the quality and yield of spiritual rice."
"I think the variety, quality and yield of spiritual rice will be different in forests, jungles and even some primitive forests."
"In the future, our agricultural bases should not be the endless agricultural experimental fields of the past, but should be virgin forests filled with all kinds of creatures, and our spiritual rice is just one of them.
A kind of."
"In the future, agriculture will not simply grow rice and wheat, but will produce all-round output and changes in the entire forest."