Chapter 652: Chapter 360: I’m Not The Last Squad?_3
Someone said that sobered everyone up and instantly shut them all up.
Well, if the other party was also growing rice or wheat and hasn’t shown their hand yet, their yield must be higher than theirs. Why bother buying their grains then?
As the competition progressed, the grain yield, which was at eight hundred and twenty jin per mu, suddenly jumped significantly: “Up next, we have the Elf Seedlings Team. They’ve grown Elf Rice, a type of improved rice, with a yield of one thousand two hundred and twenty jin per mu…”
“Wow!” A loud gasp was heard from both the audience and the contestants. Elves? Elves are participating in the Grain Competition?
What are elves? Elves, the sprites of nature, the darlings of nature, the children of planes. They don’t have to cultivate food for their sustenance; when they do start planting things, deserts can become fertile fields.
Among the Druids, elves are the most abundant. The fame of the Elf Druids often gives people the impression that druids are elves. The mention of Druids would directly bring Elves to people’s minds.
This impression wasn’t changed until the arrival of the Spring Breeze Druid Loui, especially after he became the title sponsor of the Grain Competition. His renown has spread far and wide.
But that doesn’t mean people underestimate the elves. No one thinks they can’t cultivate good grains. Most people just think that Elves don’t bother to participate.
No one expected that these proud elves would silently appear in the Grain Competition and instantly present a cultivar with a yield as high as one thousand two hundred and twenty jin per mu.
In the previous Grain Competition, the highest yield record was over a thousand jin per mu, set by Master Dobinki.
The elves have raised this record by more than two hundred Jin. If Master Dobinki doesn’t have a crop with a higher yield, it implies that the crown of the Grain Competition for the next two years will be on the heads of the elves.
No one knew the order of the presentation or who all participated, hence the situation suddenly became critical.
Has Dobinki not shown up because he’s not participating in this year’s Grain Competition? Or is it because his crop yield is higher than the elves, and it’s not his turn to participate yet?
The answer was quickly revealed. After the elves finished their demonstration, Thunder announced, “Next up, we have Master Dobinki’s team growing Dobinki’s High-Yield Rice with a yield of one thousand and four hundred jin per mu!”
The venue erupted into a gasp and cheer. The gasp was for the astounding one thousand four hundred jin figure.
In just two short years, Master Dobinki had managed to increase the yield of the rice he cultivated by almost four hundred jin, which is a two-thirds increase. Dobinki truly deserves to be the champion of the Grain Competition and the first person in history to break the yield of one thousand jin per mu.
The cheers, of course, were of pride in humans defeating the elves. As soon as the elves made a move, they broke the record by two hundred jin. But so what? Humans created a new record.
Everyone was excitedly watching the simulation, afraid of missing any exciting moments.
However, in the Southern Porcupine People’s team, the young farmer who wanted to buy shoes suddenly thought of something. He quietly said to the village head, “Mr. Village Head, the person who bought our grain hasn’t appeared yet. Could they still be in line?”
Upon hearing this, the village chief shook his head immediately, “That’s impossible! If they are still in line, it means their grain produces more than Master Dobinki’s. At least over one thousand four hundred jin per mu. How is that possible? Although I’m grateful that he was willing to pay a high price for our grain, surpassing Master Dobinki’s yield is unlikely.”
Not far away, in the VIP region, Dobinki and his students wiped their cold sweat. Fortunately, they had taken some extra measures, otherwise, they were sure to lose this time.
Even if they didn’t lose to the person who set the record with the academy’s simulated magic formation, they would still lose to these elves that suddenly sprang up out of nowhere. What were these elves doing jumping into this fray?
Dobinki casts his gaze towards the box nearby as he was thinking. An exquisite elven woman was leaning against the railing, staring blankly at the contestant area.
Contestants can be arranged in the contestant area, but if they have money, they can also buy their box and sit in the VIP area. Both Dobinki and the elves paid for their own seats.
Dobinki speculated, “Could it be that she can’t stand the loss and is now looking for the person that defeated her?”
“She might think I’m in the contestant area and keeps looking there. Should I go and introduce myself? Tell her that it was me who defeated the elves and then go into a deep discussion about breeding techniques in private? However, I heard elves are quite pure and won’t casually discuss ‘breeding’ with others.”
As Dobinki was lost in his thoughts, Thunder’s voice rang out again, “Next, let us welcome Salted Fish Team! They have cultivated…”
Upon hearing this, Dobinki’s mind blew up, “I’m not the last team?”
PS: It’s the last day of the year; here’s an early update. Wishing everyone a Happy New Year ahead, may all your bad luck disappear and good luck come your way next year.