Runeland: My Cold Fox Chinese version of the game

"Professor, it is still too difficult to breed cold-resistant crops that can be grown in the north of Freljord! In comparison, the X-type winter wheat we have bred has the ability to grow in the summer in the central part of Freljord!"

Victor took the materials reported by each group member and talked to Jincheng.

Jincheng held a large sweet pepper in his hand, chewing it while enjoying the crisp feeling.

Victor also pointed out that the reason why winter wheat can grow in the north of Ionia is because of the rich magic elements.

Therefore, it is necessary to be cautious in promoting this crop in Freljord.

"Very good, Victor, our subject has finally made great progress!" Jincheng finished eating the sweet pepper in his hand. The various fruits in the basket in front of him were quite large, and even the purple berries were larger than other places.

These are the results of the team's spending money, manpower and material resources.

While discussing with Victor, Jincheng took the X-type winter wheat seeds.

He personally pushed the snow away, dug a hole, and planted the wheat seeds in it.

Victor introduced the breeding of X-type winter wheat.

"X-type winter wheat, Gramineae, herbaceous plant, upright stalks, clustered, up to 100 cm high!

It is widely cultivated in northern Ionia and fertilized and developed.

It can even grow and develop at temperatures close to freezing.

The soil layer is deep, the structure is good, and the plowing layer is deep, which is conducive to water storage and fertilizer conservation, and promotes root development.

After long-term development, winter wheat has become the most widely distributed, largest area, and most nutritious food crop in northern Ionia.

We select winter wheat varieties based on leaf shape and select needle type to withstand extreme weather.

The number of spikelets! The fullness of its fruit..."

Victor looked at the small winter wheat seed in Jincheng's hand, his eyes shining.

Even if Zaun is getting better and better, there will still be people who are not full.

"I know, I've heard about the new variety a long time ago, but it's not enough, Victor, we can do more." Jin Cheng looked down at the seeds.

As the magic was activated, the scene of rain and fertilization was simulated.

Just a few minutes later, the plants broke out of the soil.

With the sun and rain, the X-type winter wheat grew like hormones.

Seeing this, Victor explained: "The growth cycle of winter wheat is only three and a half months, and it is concentrated and mechanized! Even in the short winter of Freljord, enough food can be grown!"

Soon, the plant grew and matured under the promotion of magic.

The number of golden wheat ears hanging on the stalks is extremely large, vaguely four times that of ordinary varieties.

There are five branches to form ears, and each branch has about 40 grains.

"It should be because of the magic. Normally, it is only three times!" Victor answered seriously.

All cultivation directions are used for yield, and other leaves and everything else are all for yield.

Jincheng picked a few grains from the wheat ears and stuffed them directly into his mouth, nodding and saying, "Very good, but I have higher requirements. Do you know about genetic modification technology..."

...

There are towns and villages next to the Stonehenge Kunlong where Jincheng is located.

The people there are very happy to help Jincheng take care of the food for these experiments because they can get money.

The Vastaya race lives in the nearby population. They once came out to negotiate with Jincheng about the increasingly terrible suppression of wild magic by Stonehenge Kunlong.

But Jincheng ignored them. His hybridization experiment does not allow the destruction of wild magic. If that happens, the fields will not grow food but various vines.

Of course, there are also monks in the temple next to them. They are balanced one by one and want Jincheng to retreat a little, but Jincheng is too lazy to pay attention to them.

Jincheng is also kind, and Vastaya employees are willing to be hired.

The 87 Piltover researchers brought were divided into teams to work overtime.

All Jincheng has to do is eat and watch, experience the quality of the fruit, and see the yield.

Everything is thriving and moving in a better direction.

Everyone in Freljord is waiting for him. Jincheng, who bears the name of Freljord, does not allow himself to fail.

…

As a Vastaya warrior-Xayah.

She is burdened with a heavy mission and is determined to use her own power to set off an earth-shaking revolution to save her people.

Xayah is agile, moves as fast as lightning, and can blend with the wind.

She has extraordinary skills and an extremely smart heart.

Xayah can quickly understand the situation when facing various difficulties and obstacles, and come up with exquisite countermeasures.

And the pair of sharp feather blades in her hands have become her most deadly weapon.

Every time she swings the feather blade,There will be a sharp sound of wind, and wherever it goes, the enemies will be terrified.

Whether it is a powerful beast or a cunning human, as long as they dare to block Xia's way forward, they will be ruthlessly eliminated by her.

However, despite Xia's superior strength, it is difficult for her to complete such a difficult task alone.

Therefore, when protecting the declining tribe, she chose to keep a low profile and quietly accumulate strength.

She patiently trained her tribesmen and taught them fighting skills and ways of survival.

At the same time, Xia also actively sought other like-minded Vastaya allies to jointly plan the grand plan of reviving the tribe.

One day, Vastaya will regain its former glory!

At this time, Xia was giving a speech about her ideas and beliefs. She was so dazzling that Luo in the stands was stunned.

Xia had the momentum to destroy another Kunlong, and no one dared to disobey her.

After the speech, Xia walked down the platform under countless applause.

"Xia, are your thoughts too extreme?" In Kui Lin Island, the Lotlan tribe, Xia's father, who had been kicked down from the position of the tribe leader by Xia, looked at Xia's speech in the tribe with eager eyes.

Xia just sneered at her father who was not yet old but was already very old.

"Old man? Do you mean to be like you and turn our tribe into a wandering tribe?" Xia disdained the slogan of harmonious coexistence from her father's mouth.

Her father weakly pursued peace. He kept saying that there were also people who were willing to help Vastaya among humans. How could Xia not know?

Xia's father also wanted to use some of his own experiences to make Xia not so extreme. Humans and Vastaya are the same and can coexist, just as there is no reproductive isolation between humans and Vastaya.

"That's a Vastaya traitor! A bastard who surrendered to humans. They are more hateful than humans themselves!" Xia sneered and told Lao Deng to get out.

Luo did not join this family dispute.

Xia once lived on Kui Lin Island when she was a child.

But for generations, humans have never stopped invading the Vastaya settlements.

Like greedy locusts, they pressed forward step by step, nibbling away at the land on which the Vastaya depended for survival.

These invaders not only destroyed the living environment of the Vastaya people, but also ruthlessly destroyed the original essence they had held on to for many years.

As time went on, their tribe gradually declined.

Because the spiritual bond closely connected to the nascent land was abruptly severed, the Lorant tribe lost a lot, and the vitality and vigor of the past disappeared.

Faced with such a predicament, the Vastaya people had no choice but to bite the bullet and engage in difficult negotiations and negotiations with those hostile mortals.

Xiaoxia witnessed all this with worry.

But the treaties signed by their Yuroa envoys with mortals often became empty words before the ink dried.

Time and again, this deception and betrayal made Xia feel extremely angry and disappointed.

What made her even more desperate was that the cunning humans had insight into the principle of the giant stone formation "Kunlong".

They also artificially created Kunlong and cleverly used them to control the natural magic of Ionia.

With this powerful force, humans were able to consolidate and protect their expanding gathering places, further compressing the living space of the Vastaya.

They don't care about the Vastaya.

Although Xia and other tribesmen who were just and eager to resist shouted loudly and demanded decisive action to fight back, the Lothran people chose to isolate themselves.

But most of the tribesmen, including the tribe leader, chose to bury their heads in the sand like ostriches, choose to escape, and choose to tightly guard their remaining land.

Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. Even with such concessions, they still failed to escape the tragic fate of being expelled from their homes.

The young Xia sneered and left, becoming a free warrior.

Now Xia is back, and she has taken back everything on Kuilin Island with her own hands. As for humans? Wouldn't it be better to die?

Compared to humans, Vastayans are all magic geniuses, and Xia is the most outstanding new generation in the Lorant tribe.

She is very famous among the heroes who resist humans in Vastaya.

No one can resist Xia and Luo who join forces.

"Is that Luo your choice?" Old Deng has not left yet. Looking at Xia, who has completely different ideas from him, a trace of sadness flashes in his eyes.

The Spirit of Ionia and the Order of the Balance are both reasons to help them.

Xia did not hide her contempt for her father's cowardice: "Take care of yourself! Old man!"

Old Deng wanted to say something, but he still sighed and said: "Xia, humans are very powerful, you have to be careful!"

"Haha!" Xia sneered and didn't care. It's not like she hasn't encountered humans before.

To be honest, the so-called strong, in her eyes,It's just like that. Swordsmen, sword masters... Xia has encountered them before, but they were just a little bit skilled and all of them died under her feathers.