"Thank you, great Saint Master."

"It's nothing."

Luo De casually said, "Once it gets used to it, Frost and Thunder can play with it again!"

Wuss burst into laughter upon hearing it.

After Wuss translated, Gala's smile froze, and he opened his mouth as if to say something but swallowed it back.

Luo De no longer paid mind to Gala's small emotions, turning to face the snow, his gaze becoming focused.

"Alright, don't worry about those things, let's get back to work."

Luo De put away his smile, "Gala, continue scouting ahead with your eagle, and see what the terrain is like on the other side of the mountain."

"Yes, Saint Master."

Gala responded and immediately directed his eagle to continue flying east.

With the eagle scouting beforehand, it's indeed more convenient than relying solely on manpower bit by bit.

Gala described, while Wuss was busy translating and recording.

Luo De looked at the map, planning not only the location of the farmland but also marking spots suitable for watchtowers.

The location of watchtowers is naturally best built on high ground, with a wide field of view, and easy to defend but hard to attack.

"Let's go, let's look at the hill ahead."

Luo De waved his hand, mounted Night Fury, and headed straight for the front with Vivian.

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...

After five days, Luo De and dozens of people from the Agricultural Department had braved the winter wind to survey the entire eastern land.

Gala's eagle even ventured into the forest of the Edge Mountain Range, marking locations of valleys, lakes, and caves on the parchment map using shared vision.

After planning the new farmland, Luo De didn't rest.

He took people to inspect each patch of nearly barren old field, especially the land with poor yields last year.

Those with scores close to sixty were abandoned, left to fallow.

Even with his title of "Breeding Lord," an acre of land could barely yield two hundred pounds of wheat.

Some even less than two hundred pounds, with the grains being shriveled and inedible.

The fertilizers and seeds used are not worth it compared to developing new land.

"That's about it, we should head back."

After inspecting the last piece of farmland, Luo De stood at the edge of the field and ordered everyone.

After five days of running outdoors, his face was chapped by the cold wind.

The others fared worse than Luo De, their lips peeling and throats feeling hoarse when speaking.

In the winter desert, besides snow, there was wind, with only an occasional sparrow flying across the sky accentuating the desolation.

Staying too long was no fun either.

Only Frost and Thunder enjoyed circling in the sky against the wind, showing no fatigue.

After giving the command, Luo De and Vivian mounted their horses, preparing to lead the team back.

At this moment, Otto suddenly ran over, clutching his pants, his face full of panic,

"Lord! Wheat! There's wheat!"

He was out of breath, his voice breaking with excitement,

"Blue wheat, no, winter wheat, or whatever... there's wheat!"

Luo De furrowed his brows, reining in his horse, looking at him in confusion.

"What wheat?"

"Lost? Unharvested?"

Luo De listened as Otto's voice came out ambiguously, furrowing his brows,

"Calm down, explain clearly."

"No! No!"

Otto denied repeatedly, his face flushing red, nearly choking on his own saliva.

If wheat was inadvertently missed during the autumn harvest, it would be a big problem, enough to earn him, the head of the Agricultural Department, a whipping.

Otto coughed a few times violently and took a deep breath,

"I was just taking a leak and noticed something faintly blue in the snow beside me, so I cleared away a bit,"

Otto swallowed, "It's a wheat seedling!"

"Blue, wheat seedling?"

Luo De was stunned, his brows furrowed even tighter.

He swiftly dismounted, patting Otto on the shoulder,

"Take me to see!"

"Yes, Lord!"

Otto nodded quickly, and led Luo De to the spot where he had just relieved himself.

It wasn't far before Luo De saw the spot Otto pointed out—

In the middle of the white snow was a dark pit, as if scalded by hot water.

Walking up, one could see yellowing snow around the edges.

Being men, Luo De understood it was a winter urinal pit.

Of course, at this moment, Luo De wasn't interested in observing a urinal pit.

His gaze swept over, and he saw the opened snow nest beside it.

Inside was clearly a seedling, entirely blue-green, shimmering slightly under the sunlight.

Luo De's eyes lit up, striding quickly forward,

"It's really a wheat seedling..."

Luo De squatted down, unable to resist gently touching the wheat seedling, feeling a bit of chill at his fingertips.

"Is this a mutated wheat variety?"

"But how could this be..."

His mind raced, pondering why this was happening.

Others too stared at the seedling curiously, wanting to approach but were held back by Otto.

"What are you looking at? Can you understand it?"

Otto unceremoniously ordered, "All of you, go stand aside, don't disturb the Lord's thinking!"

The others begrudgingly obliged, having no choice but to follow the Agricultural Department head's command, retreating obediently.

After chasing others away, Otto replaced his expression with a smile, squatting next to the wheat seedling with Luo De.

"I understand now."

Soon, Luo De figured it all out.

The trait [Breeding Lord] can not only cause livestock mutations but also affect crops, causing them to mutate.

During the autumn harvest, no matter how careful, some wheat seeds would be left in the field or the dried grass piles at the edge.

These lost seeds wouldn't freeze to death under the dry grass and snow in winter.

When spring arrives, these seeds would often break through the soil and germinate.

That's why you often see wild wheat on the weedy field borders and drainage ditches around the farmland.

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