He immediately called out the boy’s name and trotted after him.

“Can you take me with you? I want to open up an experimental field near the kingdom and plant the second generation super seeds!”

“of course can.”

The boy did not refuse, nor did he have any reason to refuse.

Don’t forget, this is the feudal era.

As the king, Altria is, in theory, the master of the entire country.

The Kingdom of Camelot was originally her private property.

Isn’t it just that she can do whatever she wants?

No one has the power to stop it.

What’s more, what Altria wants to do is good things that benefit the country and the people!

“Wait for me, I’ll go!”

Just as the three were getting ready to set off, Kai’s loud voice suddenly came from behind.

And Mary also followed for some reason.

Just like that, the original three-person team became a full five-person team.

Under Lin Yi’s leadership, they spent the entire afternoon conducting research in Cretaceous City 267.

All soil data in the fields were recorded and organized and archived by Ikaros.

As for Altria and Kai, they rolled up their sleeves and took hoes to cultivate ten acres of wasteland with average comprehensive data.

Used as an experimental field.

Afterwards, Altria planted the seeds in batches and asked Lin Yi to perform magic. Only then did she sit down on the edge of the field contentedly to rest.

He didn’t care at all that his pants, clothes and face were covered in mud.

“Lily, have you and Zoe been doing these things before?”

Kai, who had been working hard for the whole afternoon, couldn’t help but complain: “Why do I feel that doing farm work is more tiring than practicing swordsmanship? My waist is almost broken……………….”

“It’s always like this at the beginning. Kai, you’ve performed very well… Lily, move aside and leave a seat for me.”

The boy’s chuckle came to his ears, and then Lin Yi sat down on the edge of the field.

To his left, is Ikaros.

On the right are Altria and Kai.

Mary was standing; she was a bit of a germaphobe.

If he hadn’t lost miserably in the previous competition and wanted to find Lin Yi’s weaknesses so that he could take revenge on him in the future.

I’m afraid she won’t come to the fields at all.

It is now dusk.

The sun had half sunk into the horizon, casting a layer of afterglow over the city.

A slightly chilly wind blew.

It dries up the sweat from doing farm work.

The four boys and girls squinted their eyes, enjoying the hard-earned leisure and peace.

Looking at the sunset, Lin Yi recited a poem that is familiar to the Chinese people.

——Pity the farmers.

“When the day of hoeing is noon, sweat drips down the soil. Who would have thought that every grain of Chinese food on the plate is hard work.”

He read the original Chinese version and translated it into Celtic.

Although the translated version will inevitably lose the flavor of the original sentence, this compassion and sympathy for the lower classes of people is common to all mankind.

“Our efforts today are to ensure that people in the future don’t have to go hungry. They don’t have to fight over a piece of bread and lose their precious lives.”

When he said this, there seemed to be light in the boy’s eyes.

Under the gaze of four pairs of eyes, Lin Yi stood up, pointed his finger into the distance, and spoke in an impassioned and shocking tone!

“One day, we will plant food on all the land suitable for planting!”

“Then no one will go hungry. Everyone will be able to fill their stomachs and even have meat once in a while!”

“Their children will receive free trade from the kingdom, learn all kinds of knowledge, enrich their brains, and strengthen their bodies!”

“The elderly at home will also have something to rely on!”

“The old are well cared for, and the young are well cared for!”

At this moment, the boy seemed to be radiating light.

I don’t know if it’s the afterglow of the setting sun or if he is just that dazzling.

ps: Unfortunately I caught a cold, so I may be less active today, sorry.

Chapter 92: Aguiwen: “Sorry, I’m going to rebel!” (Please subscribe!)

It’s winter.

The impact of the decline of the Age of Gods is becoming increasingly apparent. Harvests have failed in various places, and the temperature has also changed greatly. This year is colder than any previous winter!

People were horrified to find that the good days when they could have no worries about food and clothing by simply throwing a handful of seeds into the fields seemed to be gone forever.

Various pests appeared in the fields, the growth rate of crops dropped significantly, and the harvest dropped sharply!

More and more people are beginning to go hungry, and in order to make a living, they have to gather in prosperous cities.

Among them, of course, is the royal capital of the Kingdom of Camelot, the City of Chalk.

Standing on the city wall and looking down, tens of thousands of disaster victims continued to come from all directions.

They were in rags and scrawny.

Not being able to fill their stomachs for a long period of time, coupled with the long journey, has caused this group of people to reach their limits both mentally and physically!

Now they are all blocked at the gate of Cretaceous City. If any one of them is not handled properly, a civil uprising might break out!

but……………..

Morgan didn’t care, even though Aguiwen had come to persuade her many times to go down as the crown princess to comfort the refugees.

But the proud princess just listened to it in one ear and out the other.

“Give them the food, what will my army eat?”

“The army is about to set out for the Sigri Pass… Agguiwen, can you at least understand my difficulties a little?”

“What? You said that my sister is recruiting refugees and giving them food? Oh, she is so soft-hearted! She doesn’t think that giving them food will make them fight for her, right?”

“Alright, alright, stop talking. I know what’s going on.”

Whenever he thought of Morgan’s perfunctory attitude, Aguiwen inevitably felt powerless.

It’s a pity that he is full of ambition and talent, but can’t find a wise master worthy of his assistance!

Morgan’s behavior and his arrogant personality.

Forgive Agguiwen for being blunt, but even if she were lucky enough to become the King of Camelot, this country probably wouldn’t have any future…

She’s really not fit to be a king, or a leader.

In contrast…

The image of Altria’s calm and effortless performance in the palace came to mind.

A bold idea emerged in Aguguiwen’s mind.

——Do you want to go to the red dragon’s side and take a look?

Once this thought appears, it can no longer be removed.

Agguiwen met Morgan again and expressed his desire to go to the territory of Altria in the name of exploration.

Morgan, who was now obsessed with expanding his army and killing more Saxons in the Winter War so that he could ascend to the throne, did not think much about it and agreed immediately.

“Agguiwen, I have left a magic on your body. In a moment, your face and body will change. It will be a little painful, but you should be able to bear it.”

Meli has been staying with Altria all this time. Under the sharp eyes of this outstanding illusion master, ordinary illusions are completely ineffective.

If one wants to sneak in and see the real side of Aguiwen, he can only rely on magic similar to “body transformation”.

Although it is painful, it is equivalent to breaking limbs and shattering facial bones and allowing them to regrow.

But the effect is undoubtedly good.

When the magic show was over, the tall, gloomy young man was no longer the one who appeared in front of Morgan again.

Instead, he was a man with semi-long black hair, who looked a bit introverted, quiet, and slightly ordinary in appearance.

This is the new identity that Aguguiwen created for himself.

——Refugee Gwen.

From Wales, knows some simple arithmetic, and is twenty years old.

This identity is very common among the refugees outside the Cretaceous City.

The advantage of being able to do simple arithmetic allows “Gervin” to enter Altria’s sight in a short period of time.

After all, Aguguiwen heard that the Red Dragon not only took in refugees, but also took in many people with special skills.

In this era, having a certain level of arithmetic ability is considered a talent.

And it won’t be too conspicuous.

It is an identity that is very suitable for Operation Aguiwen.

“Thanks for your help”

Agguwen……………….

No, he should be called Gervin now.

Ge Wen stood up from the pool of blood and bowed to Morgan who was sitting high on the throne.

But Miss Wang ignored him completely.

He just waved his hand indifferently, said “If you find anything, tell me as soon as possible” and disappeared.

In the side hall, only Gwen was left, standing in the darkness.

He was silent for a long time.

Finally, he walked out without looking back.

—My foolish mother, have you forgotten that I never swore allegiance to you?

A man named Aguiwen will only be loyal to the king who can give him hope!

In his eyes, the so-called red dragon or the island lord…

It doesn’t matter at all!

As long as it can save the country, Aguiwen will support it even if it means letting Vortigern become king!

Unfortunately, Vortigern couldn’t do it.

Morgan couldn’t do it either.

Agguiwen had no choice but to place his last hope on the red dragon.

“Name?”

“Gervin.”

“gender?”

“male.”

“age?”

“About twenty.”