Xu Mei's cottage was situated at the rear of the town. There was a small patch of wheat field next to her house. Yun Lintian discovered that the wheat was infused with the aura of death, making it difficult to cultivate.
"This is the best harvest of wheat we have obtained after thousands of years of experimentation." Su Lei spoke. "Xu Mei and I were farmers when we were alive. We have been working to improve the quality of wheat seeds over the years, and this is the outcome."
Xu Mei sighed with regret. "This should be the limit. We don't know how to further improve it."
Yun Lintian immediately understood something. Along the way, he noticed many people looking at Su Lei and Xu Mei with respect. It seemed that they had distributed the seeds to everyone.
Xu Mei invited Yun Lintian into the house and offered him a cup of water.
"Thank you." Yun Lintian said politely.
