Dual-wielding! 100x proficiency, I'll grind my way to godhood!

Back at the villa in Hangzhou, neither Ye Yunshu nor Lu Xingyao were there.

Chen Mo first dialed Ye Yunshu's number.

"Brother Mo, you're out of seclusion?"

Ye Yunshu's voice was light and cheerful.

"Hmm, how are things going at the company?"

Chen Mo asked.

"I was just about to tell you that the project is progressing better than expected. We've combined medicinal herb cultivation with rural poverty alleviation industries. My elder brother came here specifically to inspect the site and instructed local departments to provide full support."

"With the key attention from higher authorities, not only have various local departments actively cooperated, but supporting policies have also been introduced. Currently, several thousand acres of medicinal herbs for Zhuangguwan have been planted."

"Where is Xingyao?"

He asked casually.

"She just came here for fun, and now she's probably off somewhere looking for something good to eat."

Ye Yunshu smiled.

After listening, Chen Mo simply nodded.

The approach to poverty alleviation is indeed ingenious.

With medicinal herbs secured, farmers earning income, and Ye Jingyuan achieving political success, the Ye family will reap even greater benefits once the elixirs are successfully refined.

Throughout the entire process, the Ye family has profited the most and will certainly do their utmost to promote and ensure the success of medicinal herb cultivation.

"Okay, you're in charge of everything at the company. If you can't handle anything, come to me."

After hanging up the phone, he couldn't wait to head to the biology lab.

The important business is there.

On the experimental table, there was a row of precious medicinal herbs that he had brought back from the Crimson Fire Sect.

With the experience gained last time, the improvements went smoothly this time.

Cutting, recombination, cultivation, and screening were carried out in just three days to cultivate three new varieties that could replace the main medicinal material of Zi Sui Dan, with medicinal properties that completely surpassed the original.

Next comes cultivation.

Half a month later, the first batch of modified medicinal herbs matured.

Chen Mo immediately opened the furnace, transforming his inner force into fire, and produced 22 enhanced top-grade Purple Marrow Pills in one batch.

He picked up a pill, swallowed it, closed his eyes, and began to circulate his internal energy.

The moment the medicine took effect, he almost couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.

The potent medicinal power burned along the meridians, and the rate at which internal energy increased visibly.

Five times.

The potency of this pill is five times that of the original.

Chen Mo was overjoyed!

He spent another half month in the laboratory, changing seed cultivation during the day and taking pills to cultivate at night, and his internal strength in his dantian gradually increased.

At this rate, he will soon be able to overcome the hurdle of the mid-stage Grandmaster.

In the past two weeks, he has produced hundreds of seedlings for the enhanced version of Zi Sui Dan.

In the spare time, I also modified super hybrid rice, wheat, soybeans, corn, potatoes, sweet potatoes and other grain seeds.

Shennong taught thousands of mouths; they couldn't possibly rely on buying grain every year to survive.

When it comes to food, it's only when you hold it in your own hands that you can truly be considered secure.

However, he hadn't actually tested the yield of the new seeds; he would only know after planting a batch.

After washing his hands, Chen Mo dialed Ye Yunshu's number.

"Yunshu, two things."

"Brother Mo, please speak."

"I have just developed a new batch of medicinal herb seedlings. Just like last time, I will cultivate them on a plot of land regardless of cost."

"Understood, I'll arrange it today."

"Secondly, we need to establish a grain technology company to cultivate and operate improved grain varieties. The headquarters will be located in Guizhou Province, and we will start with a small-scale trial production to see the actual yield."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone before someone spoke.

"Brother Mo, I need to personally oversee the medicinal herb cultivation. How about we let Shen Yi, Zhou Zitao, and Han Ziang take charge of the grain technology company?"

Chen Mo thought about it and agreed; the cultivation of medicinal herbs could not be taken lightly.

Although Shen Yi and his two buddies have their own companies, they don't manage them at all and just laze around all day. It's good to give them something to do.

He hung up the phone and then called Shen Yi, telling the three of them to come to the villa so he could give them something good.

The three of them arrived at the villa the next morning.

"Brother Mo, what kind of scheme is this this time?"

Shen Yi sized up Chen Mo.

"You were being all mysterious on the phone, and the three of us made a bet on the way."

"What are we betting on?"

"I'm betting on whether you're going to trade US stocks or futures. Whoever loses pays for drinks tonight."

Han Zi'ang then spoke.

Chen Mo sat down on the sofa and slowly poured himself a cup of tea.

"None of them were correct."

The three people sat up straight and looked at them with curiosity.

Chen Mo said it casually.

"I've recently developed some new seeds and plan to set up a grain company, which I'll entrust to the three of you to run. Otherwise, it would be a waste to leave them in my hands."

The light on the three people's faces gradually dimmed.

New seeds?

Grain company?

They thought that Mo Ge was going to lead them into the stock market again, make a fortune, and earn billions.

So, they're being forced to farm?!

Has Brother Mo made enough money and now he wants to live a pastoral life?

Shen Yi still had a smile on his face, but his eyes were darting around quickly.

"Seeds? Brother Mo, are you taking us... to the countryside?"

"almost."

Han Zi'ang raised one hand.

"I'll do whatever Brother Mo tells me to do."

Chen Mo smiled.

"Don't worry, this batch of new seeds has a very high yield, probably two to three times higher than the best varieties currently on the market."

After he finished speaking, none of the three people uttered a sound.

Zhou Zitao slowly leaned forward.

"Brother Mo, if I may be so bold as to ask, is what you mean by mass production true?"

"I haven't tried it yet, but it's pretty close."

"Two or three times."

Zhou Zitao repeated the number and turned to look at the other two.

Do you know what this means?

"nonsense,"

Han Zi'ang came to his senses.

"My second uncle works in the Ministry of Agriculture. There are so many experts across the country working hard to overcome the challenges in the seed industry. If the seed industry can increase by even one percentage point a year, we have to hold a celebration."

He looked at Chen Mo.

"Two or three times that number. If my second uncle heard that number, he would have a heart attack on the spot."

Shen Yi slowly added a comment from the side.

"Before your second uncle has a heart attack, he'll break your legs first and ask you where you heard the rumors."

"roll."

Zhou Zitao ignored their bickering and continued speaking.

"Our domestic high-end seed resources have always been controlled by a few foreign giants. Our country imports hundreds of millions of tons of grain every year. Food security is a topic that is mentioned in documents every year."

He looked at Chen Mo and lowered his voice.

"Brother Mo, if this is true, it really isn't about money."

Shen Yi straightened his back, his nonchalant expression completely gone.

"You two are still trying to figure things out? What a load of crap. This is something you can't figure out with numbers. If this really works out, there will be a page for Brother Mo in the textbooks, and we'll all benefit from it. Just getting a name in the footnotes will be enough for our fathers to throw a three-day banquet."

Han Ziang slapped his thigh.

"Yeah! My parents scold me for being a spendthrift every year. This time when I go back, I'll tell him I'm going to farm. I bet he'll whip me with a belt."

"and then?"

"Wait until the seed is ready..."

Han Ziang leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and smiled.

"He has to throw me a celebration party and apologize to me."

Zhou Zitao laughed and scolded.

"Dream on. All the credit will go to Brother Mo, and you'll just be the one carrying the hoe."

"What's wrong with carrying a hoe? I'm carrying the country's hoe."