In fact, these older students are not much older, they are all about fifteen to twenty years old, and their learning ability is still at their peak.

However, for the development of Tomorrow City, they can only sacrifice two years of their time.

Alan believed that there must be some among the residents who were not happy with his decision.

They may be early graduates, or they may be family members of graduates, but Alan is willing to be a villain and is not afraid to be a villain.

As long as he can win the ultimate competition, he is willing to be a dictator.

At the end of the graduation ceremony, Alan took people to the agricultural area, arranged for some of the graduates to study hybrid rice, and at the same time saw the enthusiasm of the new slaves.

As far as the eye can see, there are already many slaves ploughing the fields with hoes in the uncultivated land, and some slaves are weeding in the non-farmland areas and preparing to open new fields.

"Your task is to study hybrid mushy rice and hybrid rice, mushy rice should be sweet, not sweet, as long as it is not bitter, it can be qualified."

Alan threw dozens of graduates about the task of hybrid mushy rice, as well as the task of hybrid rice.

Allen has the identification technique to screen out the dominant crops, but the cultivation of crops takes time and needs to be taken care of by manpower, and this batch of junior high school talents can barely use it.

"Yes, mission guaranteed!" The graduates stood up excitedly and gave a military salute.

This is the great south near the sea, and the winter does not feel the cold, and the average temperature is at least 15 degrees, which meets the conditions for the germination of mushy rice.

The graduates were eager to take the plunge and direct the slaves to work.

Alan came to the seed sack and ordered someone to sprinkle the mushy rice seeds in the sack and conduct a full-level appraisal of them.

Ding, tens of thousands of entries popped up in front of his eyes, and Alan wiped his eyes and checked them one by one.

It's a big project, and without the help he can't, Alan has to do it himself.

Windsor, who was accompanying her, was speechless, watching Alan remove the mushy rice seeds one by one, and complained: "Master Alan, there are so many of these seeds, we can't tell which one is sweet." ”

"No, I can see it." Alan insisted on seeing the seeds for himself.

Windsor knew that Alan was different from ordinary people and had different special abilities, and since he said that he could see, he could see.

There are enough miracles in Allen, and it is not strange to have one more ability to distinguish seeds now.

Windsor looked into the distance, where the new slaves were churning the dirt and doing inefficient farm work.

"Master Allen said that in the future era, robots will replace orcs in farm work, what does a robot look like?" Windsor sat in the field, startled.

The robot is a kind of robot that does not know tiredness, as long as it can work according to the program as long as it can energy, with full marks for attitude and efficiency, it is simply a perfect working machine.

She looked at it, and she was fascinated, and all kinds of beast-eared robots came to her mind.

Dealing with so many political affairs these days, her heart is also very tired, and imagining the world of robots, her inner fatigue has weakened slightly.

She looked at Alan again, who was still sifting through the seeds, frowning and pondering, and was in trouble.

I thought that the focus of his inspection would be the army, but I didn't expect Allen to focus on agriculture after his return.

"Doing a good job in agriculture is to expand the population capacity."

Windsor thought that after the increase in agricultural production, Tomorrow City could feed more people, and it would be much easier to fish for people in the future, and the population of a city would increase by several thousand after conquering a city.

After fighting one plus a few thousand, all the way down, the total population of Tomorrow City may exceed 100,000.

Break 100,000!

That's the population of King Lionheart!

Windsor felt a little happy when she guessed Allen's next step, she was finally able to keep up with Allen's pace and guess his next strategic direction.

Windsor saw that Alan was still picking seeds, she also wanted to help pick seeds, so she picked up a seed that looked very round and full, looked left and right, and didn't see anything greasy, and couldn't help but be a little discouraged.

"These seeds, what do you think, is it true that the natural talent of pure humans is so much stronger than that of orcs?" Windsor shook the cat's ears.

In the historical records of the Lionhearts, there is no sign of human beings showing their own talents, but Eren is too strong to be able to do almost anything, and Windsor has to suspect that Eren has a strong natural talent.

"Hey, you have a good seed in your hand."

Alan suddenly choked a different line of words, staring at the round seed in Windsor's hand, and the identification in his eyes was as follows:

"[Genetically Mutated Paste Rice Seeds]: This is a variant of Paste Rice Seeds, where the bitter gene becomes a sweet gene, and the extremely bitter becomes a slightly sweet ......"

I thought it would take a long time to look for it, but Allen's eyes were sour, but fortunately, Windsor's luck helped Allen find one.

However, one seed is not enough insurance, and Alan needs to find more seeds.

After placing the mutated seed in front of him, Alan selected the seed again and distinguished the word mutation from the pile of mushy rice seeds.

But there are too many words, and the word mutation is buried in the pile of words.

"Call all the slaves and orcs and spread the seeds on the plane." Alan rubbed his eyes, feeling sore.

Looking at the dense text, if you suffer from dense phobia, you must have goosebumps of terror.

The slaves didn't understand why, didn't understand Alan's thoughts, and felt that he was simply fed.

"Spread the seeds flat on a 100-meter by 10-meter plane, move quickly!"

"Lord Allen, do you need our help?" The graduates heard Allen calling, and they ran over as well.

"If you want to help, it's okay, there is a lot of power." Alan closed his eyes and gave them a rest.

Two minutes later, the slaves finished their work, and Alan opened his eyes again, and the seeds on the large plane were identified, and tens of thousands of words floated in the air.

Alan hurriedly glanced at it, carefully observed and observed for a few minutes, and saw more than three hundred mutated words.

No one else could tell which mutated seed it was, and Eren needed to go inside the seed pile and pick it up himself, during which he needed to withstand the pressure and look directly at the dense pile of words.

Windsor couldn't help, so she could only watch Alan pick up the seeds, and when he finished picking up more than three hundred, he ordered the slaves to collect the seeds and do their own things.

With more than 300 mutated seeds, you can't rest assured, there are good and bad mutations, Alan needs to pick out the mutated seeds suitable for planting, and he has to record them one by one.

Another ten minutes passed.

Eren completed the lengthy selection process and had the characteristics of the mutated seeds recorded.

For example, high yield, sweet, not sweet, lodging resistance, insect resistance, cold resistance, drought resistance, etc., there are various characteristics.

The various index characteristics of the seeds are available, and the rest of the work is for the graduates to do, just like making test papers, connecting pairs and doing experiments.

After solving this problem, Alan assigned a few more graduates to get rice seeds.

There is pasty rice, and the rice also goes to get a high-yield rice.

The follow-up seed inspection work was concocted as the method, the seeds were paved, the full-level identification technique was swept, the seeds were picked up, and Windsor quickly recorded them with a typewriter.

After doing this kind of work, the sun gradually sets, completing the cycle of the day.