Fang Zhou, I'm just a farmer, not Shennong!

He is bound to become a strong elite in the future.

If a certain talent can reach excellence, then it means that one is truly the elite among the elites, surpassing the limits of human beings.

However, in reality, 99 percent of excellence is just Excellence I.

An Excellence III like Lu Yuan is even more terrifying.

Perhaps, this is the reason why Lu Yuan was able to cultivate his magic to such a powerful level at such a young age.

There is no need to use a staff anymore. As long as one is not infected, one can use the Originium crystals in one's body to activate Originium energy.

Practice while working.

Lu Yuan's current proficiency in [Water Control] is at the level of perfection, and there are two more levels to come: [Perfection] and [Transcendence]. If his [Water Control] ability breaks through to the Transcendence, even Lu Yuan can hardly imagine how outrageous the changes will be.

Use the water flow to plow a field of ten acres.

Lu Yuan first used a hoe to plow a low slope in the middle of the field to serve as a separator, dividing the original ten-acre field into two five-acre fields.

Lu Yuan first exchanged a batch of [Proliferation Rice I]

This high-level crop is not much different from ordinary rice seedlings in appearance.

He used magic to introduce a large amount of water to rush into the five acres of rice fields. After the water level was half a finger higher than the ground, Lu Yuan rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs and began to plant the rice seedlings skillfully.

The individual speed of transplanting rice seedlings was still quite slow. After a whole morning of hard work, he only transplanted about two acres.

Mobilizing the energy of the source stone, he gathered it into a large group of emerald green growth droplets in the palm of his hand, and then evenly sprinkled it on the rice plants by blending it with the water flow according to the old method.

After absorbing the growth water droplets, the rice, which originally only had a small sprout, grew upwards by several centimeters at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Lu Yuan packed up his tools and returned to the slums.

An Suo's porridge and rice were almost cooked, so the two of them carried the big iron pot to the shop.

As soon as I arrived, I saw that quite a lot of people had gathered at the door of the store.

After noticing Lu Yuan and An Suo, the residents of these slums finally felt relieved.

This time, everyone lined up honestly, no one cut in line, and everyone was patiently waiting for the store to open. Their eyes were bright and sparkling with a glimmer of hope.

It seems to be only here.

Only then can they truly be considered complete people. Here, they can rekindle their expectations and yearnings for life and recover from their confused state.

Under the expectant gaze of many slum residents.

The rolling door slowly opened, and Lu Yuan walked out from it with a smile, clapped his hands, and shouted loudly.

"Open, get ready to order!"

“Oh oh oh oh oh!!”

Many slum residents shouted excitedly.

...........

"Strange...why is the sales of black bread so low these past two days?"

The Tanlang Gang, a medium-sized gang, successfully won the battle among many gangs and annexed other gangs, gaining actual control over an area.

And at this internal meeting of the Greedy Wolf Gang.

The actual leaders of many gangs were sitting together in a room that was out of tune with the style of the entire slum, and the whole conference hall was filled with curling smoke.

The one sitting in the main seat was the leader of the Greedy Wolf Gang, nicknamed "Dwarf Tornado".

A middle-aged Wolper who was not tall, only about 1.5 meters tall.

Although he is short, no one dares to look down on him.

As the founder of the Greedy Wolf Gang, he relied on his powerful strength and small but flexible body to kill countless gang bosses along the way, thus securing his position on the throne.

At this moment, he was sitting lazily on his sofa, with two rows of yellow teeth inlaid with gold on his wrinkled face, holding a cigar in his mouth, and holding the profit information handed to him by the henchmen below.

When he saw the food being sold, his face suddenly darkened.

"Are these untouchables eating nothing but wind? Why are they selling so little these past two days?"

The gang members in charge of food sales were sweating profusely, stammering and unable to explain anything clearly.

"me....."

Because of their great power, these gangs almost monopolize all channels in the areas they occupy, including making money and eating.

Generally speaking.

Capital enterprises in the main urban area will cooperate with gangs in the slums and outsource the dirty, tiring and unskilled work to the gangs in the slums. These gangs will then recruit refugees from the slums to work, but only pay them a small amount of wages.

Later, he opened his own store.

They sell expensive black bread and various staple foods at almost no cost.

This cycle ensures maximum profit.

Moreover, these gangs have deliberately made adjustments in pricing and wages so that the refugees in the slums will not starve to death, but will not have any surplus, barely ensuring the minimum survival line.

As for the refugees in the slums, there is nothing they can do.

They have no power, no channels, and can only quietly have all their value squeezed out of them.

"Investigate this for me!"

"I want to see what these untouchables have been eating these past two days!!"

suddenly.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps outside.

"Boss! Boss!!"

A henchman ran up to his boss holding a bowl of rice.

"Boss! In the area we're in charge of, there's someone selling rice! And it's very cheap! A bowl of porridge is one dollar, and a bowl of white rice is two dollars. Many of our refugees are buying from him!"

"!!!"

When the boss heard this, he was so angry that the hair on his body stood up.

He squeezed the sofa armrest made of solid wood with his right hand, and it was instantly crushed to pieces.

"Damn it!! How dare he break the rules on my territory!! Kill him for me!!"

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Volume 1: Chapter 20: Brother, run away!

At the edge of the slum roof, three girls stood there, looking puzzledly at the members of the Greedy Wolf Gang who were constantly rushing out of the building below, like ants leaving a nest.

Croissant, the plump-hoofed girl with short orange hair, looked suspiciously at the scene below.

"Oh my god, we're exposed?! This shouldn't be the case. We shouldn't have bumped into anyone along the way."

The short-haired Archangel standing beside her also puffed out her cheeks.

"Who cares! He stole our package, so we're right to steal it back, right? Look at me, I'm going to give him a blast!!"

The Archangel was full of energy, raising his gun and shaking his head.

Texas raised his hand and knocked on the head of Archangel out of habit.

"Don't act rashly, just wait and see!"

Following Texas's 'suggestion', the three of them lay on the roof, looking down, and saw that there was actually a short, very stylish gangster in the crowd.

Exiah said immediately.

"Why is the gang boss out again? Is this a gang fight? But isn't the Greedy Wolf Gang the only gang left in this neighborhood?"

"However, at least one thing is certain: the target is not us."

"Should we go over and take a look?"

The Angel of Exorcism smiled.

She loves eating melons so much.

Texas thought about it and nodded.

Afterwards, the three of them shuttled across the densely packed rooftops of the slums, following behind the group of Greedy Wolf Gang members.

...........

The large square in front of the abandoned church was filled with people squatting.

Some of them held bowls filled with white rice porridge, drinking it with enjoyment while chatting with others, and each of them had a smile on their face that they had almost never had before.

Lu Yuan sat aside, looking at the smiles on everyone's faces, and he couldn't help but smile happily on his face.

This is exactly what farming is all about.

At this time, an old man who looked quite old, probably in his seventies, put the bowl back, walked to Lu Yuan's side, and expressed gratitude in his old voice.

"You are such a kind man, boss."

After saying this, the old man was about to kneel down in front of Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan quickly stood up and helped the other person up.

"There's no need to do this, old man. Besides, you've already paid, haven't you?"

Lu Yuan supported the other person and sat him on a stone beside him. His wrinkled old face was grinning, dark and looked like withered tree bark, weathered by the wind and frost, with scars running across it, some old and some brand new that had not yet fully grown.

"Hey, young boss, don't try to comfort me. I know how I could buy such good rice with such a small amount of money. To be honest, I lived a good life in Syracuse before my enemies chased me to this slum."

"So I know very well that the rice you give us, young boss, is only eaten by rich people outside."

"You also said you weren't doing charity."

When the old man smiled, his yellow teeth that had not been washed for a long time were exposed, and the gaps between his teeth could be seen.

Lu Yuan replied with a smile.

"I've been homeless, eaten at other people's houses, rummaged through trash cans, and starved myself, so I know exactly what it's like to not have enough to eat."

"Besides, I'm just an ordinary farmer. I'm happy that I can provide food for everyone."

The old man sighed heavily, his cloudy pupils filled with worry.

"Young boss, let me put it this way. You're new to our slums and don't know the rules. This entire neighborhood is under the control of the Greedy Wolf Gang. Only the Greedy Wolf Gang can sell any food in this neighborhood. Young boss, not only are you selling white rice here, but you're also charging such a low price. You're actually going against the Greedy Wolf Gang!"

"Hey bro! After we sell out today, don't come here again. These people from the Greedy Wolf Gang are very arrogant and will kill without blinking an eye! If they find out, you might not be able to leave our slums alive!"

"I don't want to make a good person like you suffer."

Looking at the old man's worried and sincere eyes, Lu Yuan sighed and smiled.

"Thank you for reminding me, old man. It's okay."

"No! I'm serious, little brother, please go away and don't come here again!"

At this moment, the crowd in the distance suddenly became noisy. People who were originally squatting in groups of three or four around the square suddenly rushed inside like mice encountering fire.

Lu Yuan turned his head and looked forward.

Then I saw a large group of gang members holding various weapons, machetes, iron bars, and even homemade crossbows, with fierce looks on their faces, walking unsteadily and dragging themselves towards this side.

There are a lot of people.

A rough estimate is several hundred people.

As soon as the crowd dispersed, the entire square was immediately packed with people, and the group of people who were still smiling a second ago were scared and lowered their heads in fear.

"The Greedy Wolf Gang!!"

Hundreds of gang members, all looking ferocious, looked down upon everyone present with contempt, and finally fixed their gaze on Lu Yuan who was in the center.

In the past, An Suo would have been scared and hidden away.

However, after witnessing Lu Yuan's powerful strength, An Suo felt at ease and was even watching the show leisurely.

The members of the Greedy Wolf Gang separated.

A middle-aged Wolper, only about 1.5 meters tall, staggered out of the crowd.

A burly deputy followed him.