Huala!
A huge blazing sun hung in the sky above the resplendent golden ground.
Xu Zhi was leisurely inspecting the experimental fields. He thought about how much energy he could harvest from this land full of hope in the future.
After all, it was his core channel of growth.
In his opinion, there was nothing more important than improving his own realm. If he could break through to the eighth rank and become a God, then he would be able to fly freely in the sky!
The gods were his biggest goal.
"If this one hundred mu is done, I'll plant ten thousand mu of it in my next batch!"
He was in high spirits. After all, this plan had been planned for a long time, and it took the power of the isodarian to reach this place. although watering and harvesting every day is a little tiring, ten thousand acres is equivalent to the energy of a thousand ants.
