Wasteland Border Inspector - Chapter 809

Chapter 809: Chapter 267: Phase 5 Defection, the Onset of the Storm!

Having concluded a million-point transaction, the two sat down again.

This time Davidson didn’t hold back, taking out several tea cakes from beneath the table, with a wide variety.

Besides Cloud Mist Tea from Sand Province, there was Osmanthus Tea from Guang Province, Black Tea from Sea Province, Sand Green Tea from New Province… each tea exuded a unique rich fragrance, intoxicating the senses.

But to this day, Cheng Ye was no longer keen on these simple desires. Curiously, he asked, “Can these teas be transplanted to the surroundings of Happiness City for cultivation?”

“You can grow them, but the taste of what you cultivate cannot be guaranteed.”

Davidson nodded in response. As a Fifth-stage Inspector with an extensive network in the industrial zone, he evidently already knew about the cultivation permission.

In fact, linking a series of recent events, all insiders could speculate that Cheng Ye and the planting openness in Happiness City were inextricably linked.

Such a significant contribution to cultivation, not to mention appointing him as the station manager of Yueye Shelter City, even directly promoting him to a checkpoint station manager would be reasonable — it’s merely a matter of whether he can stabilize his position as a “trainee”.

“Tracing back a hundred years, my ancestors didn’t live in Stone Province, but in the vast western region across the sea,” Davidson proactively explained his background, “He had a large farm and established many agricultural machinery manufacturing plants, so this knowledge has been passed down through generations, and I have a fair understanding.”

After revealing his identity, Davidson casually tore open a bag of black tea, tossing it into the teapot.

Although both he and Towns exuded sophistication, his tea brewing methods were much more crude, simply lifting the kettle lid and throwing the tea leaves into boiling water.

Soon, a rich aroma akin to both red wine and milk tea wafted from the pot, with a peculiar taste.

“After the Extraordinary Era began, previous crop seeds could no longer take root or sprout.”

Davidson slowly said, “Certain traits in the land changed, or rather, additional rules were imposed, rendering old seeds devoid of the competency to derive growth nutrients. Only the adapted seeds cultivated by humans according to land traits afterward could grow normally.”

“Currently, the main popular crops are three types: Firewood No. 4 Wheat, Natural No. 3 Wheat, and Tahiti No. 2 Rice.”

“Firewood No. 4 Wheat was the first bulk-produced adapted strain, with stalks as thick as a forearm, resistant to wind and rain, yielding about 335 kg per acre. The wheat kernel is encased in a light golden wax, ground into flour with high gluten content suitable for making hard bread or wheat cakes. It isn’t picky about soil fertility — it can even root in improved semi-deserts, and when consumed, it slowly nourishes the body, enhancing physique and stamina.”

“Natural No. 3 is much more delicate, needing to be planted in fertile soil, well-irrigated river valley terraces, yielding about 310 kg per acre. The wheat grains are full and bright, possessing natural sweetness, with a core advantage of high nutritional density, consuming it long-term can gently enhance immunity, and its crushed stalk can serve as premium organic fertilizer. However, due to stringent planting conditions, its yield has always been limited.”

“Tahiti No. 2 Rice is a benchmark for aquatic adapted crops, needing to be planted in clean water, deep soil shallow wetland, yielding about 280 kg per acre. The grains are oval with a silvery sheen, with husked rice soft and chewy, carrying a faint seaweed aroma — making it the most outstanding in flavor among the three crops. It has no additional special effects, excelling purely in taste.”

Davidson, evidently deeply familiar with these crops, matched his extensive experience traveling abroad.

After speaking, he opened Defense Communication, displaying images of the three crops — robust wheat ears, plump grains — visually exuding the resilience adapted to the wasteland.

However… the yield per acre is surprisingly two to three tenths lower than modern times?

Cheng Ye was surprised inwardly, but after contemplating the special effects of enhanced physique and immunity that accompany these crops, the reduced yield seemed reasonable.

However, this makes it difficult for small communities to rely on farming for a livelihood. With unremarkable yield per acre, they need to expand the cultivated area, and as the area expands, the risk of encountering infected bodies and extreme weather multiplies.

“Besides these three mainstream crops, there are hundreds of other types, but all are individually cultivated varieties by respective Shelter Cities and cannot be widely promoted,” Davidson added, “Moreover, most of these niche varieties have average traits, many are even less practical than these three core crops.”

“First, we need to assess Happiness City’s land traits, ascertain its tendencies… It’s actually determined by the Extraordinary plants that grew here in the past. Their traits merge and linger, bringing special enhancement or reduction effects to the land.”

“For example, in Firewood Shelter City’s cultivation fields, the flavor of grown crops has a minimum limit, no matter how poor. So they straightforwardly pursue basic utility and yield per acre without fussing over flavor.”

Davidson’s explanation was simple and easy to understand, but as Cheng Ye listened, he discerned that Davidson had no deep exposure to the Extraordinary Realm.

The so-called “traits of Extraordinary plants” should essentially be their residual life rules.

These rules might still be buried underground, but given Tan Ming’s previous influence, whether they remain is questionable. Perhaps Stone Province’s land has long lost any special traits, rendering it as “ordinary” as modern times.

“Is there no plan for planting around Wenlu County?” Cheng Ye asked.

“No such plans for now.” Davidson gently shook his head, “I’m only responsible for Wenlu County’s construction; the challenge of pioneering its surroundings needs to be delegated to others. Otherwise, a small mishap could ruin the current favorable situation.”