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Rayong didn't care about anything else, and all his energy was focused on the rice plant in front of him.

The spiritual consciousness spreads, and every trace of the rhythm of life of the rice is under the control of Rayong.

The light of life that had penetrated into the rice did not all disperse, but condensed in one point, and under the control of his spiritual sense, it was slowly transformed, and not a single trace was wasted.

In a sense, every spiritual plant is a work of art. It is carefully carved by Rayong by means of the magic power of plants and trees.

Divine powers, supernatural powers, if it is not the creation of heaven and earth, how can it be spiritual?

In Rayong's grasp, the emerald green leaves slowly stretch out, every trace of leaf veins is strong and powerful, every cell, is full of vitality, the rhythm full of vitality and Rayong's spiritual consciousness ~ blends, so that he knows every trace of changes in rice.

The rhizome continues to extend downward, clinging to the ground and supporting the entire rice plant. The delicate and delicate root hairs tenaciously penetrate the soil layer, absorb nutrients from the ground, and deliver them to the rice plants.

Nutrients, moisture and a little bit of vitality flowed in the sieve, and the sound of gurgling water could only be heard by him, quiet and serene, like the most beautiful music in the world.

The rhythm from the source of life gradually merged with Rayong's spiritual sense, and the two almost merged into one, without distinguishing from each other. Every cell of rice is optimally fortified.

Little by little, the rhizome became more powerful, the ability of the root hairs to absorb nutrients was gradually strengthened, the branches were more flexible and straight, the efficiency of the leaves in absorbing and transforming spiritual power increased rapidly, and the white mist of the spiritual energy began to gather on the leaves, and the vigorous vitality contained in the body of the plant could be observed almost with the naked eye.

Although at the moment, it does not seem to be very different from ordinary rice, but the essence is very different.

The key to a good rice variety is to look at four points, one is the resistance to pests and diseases, the second is the lodging resistance, the third is the adaptability to different soils, and the fourth is the yield and taste.

Among them, the first three points determine the difficulty of planting, that is, the input, and the fourth point determines the income, and the combination of the two is the profit.

However, the personal experience in Green Starfish has made Rayong understand that in the current situation where food and clothing have long been solved, taste is more important than production.

In the message from the spiritual sense, the enhancement of the plant itself has reached its limit, and only half of the light of life is left, and Rayong naturally moves to drive the rice that has transformed into a spiritual plant to blossom and bear fruit.

It is the instinct of all living beings to give birth to offspring, and a flower stem grows quickly, and at the top, a bunch of tender green buds gradually grows.

Strictly speaking, rice has no petals, and is covered with bracts, which is no different from the grain coat outside the rice seed, but the color is tender green and almost transparent, and the top of the flower stem is in a bunch, which looks jade and lovely.

Rayong clearly "saw" that inside the bracts, the male and female stamens grew quickly, and most of them directly completed pollination, and a very small part was still single.

Through the gaps in the bracts, the white stamens hang down from them, delicate and delicate, like tassels. The breeze crossed, the white stamens trembled slightly, the pollen as fine as dust rippled with the wind, some were lucky enough to land on the pistil, and most of them drifted away with the wind without a trace.

At this moment, the rhythm of rice's life is like someone pressing the fast-forward button, and the rhythm suddenly accelerates. If it used to be soothing and peaceful, now it is the beating of the drums of war, which has become rapid and intense.

As if he had tried his best, the speed of aura condensation increased by at least half, and the silk white mist was constantly absorbed by the leaves, transformed into vitality, and continuously transported to the top of the flower stem.

The seeds began to be filled, and with the naked eye, you could clearly see that the stamens were withering rapidly, and the bracts were rapidly becoming full and expanding like balloons.

In just a few breaths, the ears of rice became full and firm, and hung down heavily. The stems and leaves of the rice seem to have been hollowed out of the last trace of vitality, and soon become yellow, but they are still tenaciously supported.

The only vitality precipitates and merges into the roots, giving rise to a few shoots.

This rice plant is already a spiritual plant, so naturally it is impossible to die like this, and the roots are still constantly absorbing nutrients and transforming into weak vitality to feed the shoots. As long as these shoots have accumulated enough vitality, they will naturally break through the ground again in the right season and repeat the cycle of life.

Under Rayong's precise control, the light of life had not yet been completely depleted, but it was being used by him to continue transforming the roots. If the roots can accumulate enough vitality in spring and summer, the rice produced will naturally be better, and the new rice will be stronger next year.

If this accumulation continues, the seeds produced by this rice spiritual plant will become better and better.

"Are you alright?"

Seeing that Luo Yong breathed a long sigh of relief, and the withered yellow rice did not continue to change, He Xiu cautiously spoke.

If it weren't for the one standing in front of her, it was indeed the son she had raised since childhood, and she would definitely be regarded as a fairy. Where do mortals have the power to control the growth of plants and trees? That's the legendary immortal means!

Rayong nodded, with a hint of joy on his face, and stepped forward to pluck the ears of rice.

In the absence of human intervention, the pollination rate is entirely up to providence, but he was lucky this time, and only one of the nearly 200 rice seeds in the four bunches of rice was an empty shell.

I have done everything I can, and now it's time to accept the results.

Rayong turned around and looked at his parents with a smile.

He Xiu was nervous and excited.

Luo Zhixiao sat calmly and drank tea, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

However, Rayong's spiritual sense, which had not yet been put away, clearly felt that his father's hand hidden under the stone table was clenched into a fist, and the green tendons clenched were up.

Luo Yong smiled, man, it's not a sin to die to save face.

He took a grain of rice seed, put it in his mother's palm, and said, "Peel it off and see." ”

He Xiu trembled his hands, glanced at Luo Yong with some hesitation, and only cautiously stretched out his hand under the encouragement of his eyes.

As soon as the grain coat was peeled off, a rice aroma escaped, mixed with a faint orchid aroma, fresh and natural, chime people's spleen.

Even Luo Zhixiao, who was sitting two meters away, subconsciously took a deep breath.

Not to mention He Xiu and Rayong, who are close at hand.

The two froze almost at the same time, their faces showing shock, and then they took a deep breath and reveled in it.

The aroma of this rice is unprecedentedly strong.

Although ordinary good rice also has a rice fragrance, it is mostly faint, and you can only smell it when you get closer. The one in front of me has subverted the tradition, and the rice fragrance has spread two meters away, and it smells better than the fragrance of flowers.

What's even more rare is that this fragrance is elegant and refined, thick but not greasy. Smelling it, I only felt a sweet aroma through the nasal cavity and straight through the brain, which made people feel shocked and clear, which was really extraordinary.

After the grain clothes are peeled off, the exposed rice grains are twice the size of ordinary rice grains, crystal clear, white as jade, with a warm luster, and the tip of the germ is even more revealing a little bit of redness, as if a girl is shy.

Look at its shape, clear and flawless, smell its fragrance, and the artistic conception is far-reaching. This piece of rice is so delicate that people can hardly bear to swallow it.

What Rayong saw at the exchange meeting before, the so-called new varieties of rice, are really inferior to it! Even a second glance is an eyesore.

He Xiu clutched the rice grains in his palm tightly, almost crying with joy.

Luo Zhixiao didn't know when he arrived at the two of them, and the joy on his face could hardly be hidden.

With such good rice seeds, their farm can be regarded as completely turned over. Exclusive monopoly, are you still afraid that you won't be able to sell at a price?

"This rice seed has a strong aroma and orchid fragrance, and this red halo has the finishing touch, this new variety might as well be called 'pandan red', right?"

Rayong looked at his parents' excited appearance and took the opportunity to propose.

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"Too much deception!" Lu Hongsheng, who was already full of silver threads, hung up the communication fiercely, and scolded with anger on his face, "Those bastards of the Free Federation, and they want to fight the idea of national arts, are we really muddy?" Even with the support of the Marfa civilization, don't think about it this time. Guards! Guards! ”

Outside the study, the guard Xiao Zhang heard the shouting and hurriedly opened the door and went in.

"You ......" Lu Hong angrily pointed in a certain direction outside, "Help me call the boss, I have something to tell him." ”

After that, before Xiao Zhang could say anything, Lu Hongsheng's figure suddenly shook, his face turned pale, and he almost fell.

Xiao Zhang was startled, and hurriedly rushed over, supported the old man, and carefully helped him to sit down on the sofa.

At this moment, Lu Hongsheng's left hand was tightly covering his chest, panting violently, beads of sweat continued to roll down from his forehead, and his silver-white hair was tightly stuck to his forehead, looking painful.

"Chief! Heads! Don't scare me! What about your medicine? The guard Xiao Zhang was in a hurry. It's only been a few days since he was transferred, and he doesn't know how to deal with this situation! Haven't you heard that the old chief has a heart condition?

"Tong ...... Communication ......" Lu Hongsheng stretched out his right hand with difficulty, pointed to the fixed communicator on the table, and said intermittently.

Xiao Zhang was stunned for a moment, reacted suddenly, rushed to the communicator with a "whoosh", and dialed the communication signal of the headquarters of the First Army of the Green Sea.

This is Lu Hongsheng's special landline, which can be directly connected to the commander's landline without transfer.

"I'm Lu Xingbang, Dad, what's the matter?" A calm baritone came from the other side.

"Commander......" Xiao Zhang's hands trembled, almost crying, "Chief...... Chief, he seems to have a heart attack, you should think of a way! ”

Xiao Zhang is worthy of being a security guard, except for some incoherent words at the beginning, and then he became more and more fluent, as if he wanted to vent all his nervousness.

"I'll come right over!" Lu Xingbang's voice instantly became urgent, and there was a "bang" sound from the opposite side, and then there was no sound.

Xiao Zhang hung up the communication, but it was a lot easier, and people were not as flustered as before.

The guards are all trained in first aid, but they were too panicked before, so that they were confused, but now they have calmed down and immediately taken emergency measures.

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