Can she… uh… she herself… do it?
Zheng Hao felt that Xu Ruina shouldn't really be counted as a person, but calling her anything else wouldn't be appropriate either.
He decided to use "she herself" as a substitute.
Don't worry, she knows what she's doing!
I have more important things to discuss with you!
Zhang Chen said, patting Zheng Hao on the shoulder.
This seemingly casual gesture.
Li Bingyu and the other believers watched, their hearts filled with intense jealousy.
To be touched by the True God?
Wasn't that a divine blessing?!
Zheng Hao truly lived up to his status as a divine messenger, receiving such extraordinary treatment!
Alright, as you say!
Zheng Hao nodded, ushering Zhang Chen into the prayer hall.
Qian Zhenyu and other core members followed.
Er Pang shook his fur and instantly shrunk to a smaller size, also entering the hall.
The believers watched this scene with awe.
So this giant wolf could be big and small?!
Hiss...
It seemed very practical!
As the prayer hall doors closed,
The troublemakers outside finally quieted down.
Not only did the people of Resurrection Camp become more steadfast in their worship of Zhang Chen,
Even the undercover agents began to waver… Could it be… that gods truly exist in this world?!
Entering the prayer hall, everyone sat together.
Li Bingyu proactively asked, "What are the True God's commands?"
Zhang Chen glanced at Li Bingyu.
Who is this person? I don't recognize her…
He turned to Zheng Hao and asked, "How are those crops I asked you to plant doing?"
Li Bingyu, seeing that the True God hadn't addressed her, didn't show any signs of annoyance.
The True God is the True God, after all; it's only natural for him to converse with his divine messenger!
Perhaps her level of devotion hadn't yet reached a point where it could move the True God.
She believed that one day, she too would be qualified to be chosen as a divine messenger!
She had to work even harder!
Zheng Hao replied,
"We currently have 300 people engaged in planting. In one cycle, we can harvest approximately 4 tons of 'Crispy Fruit,' about 7 tons of 'Meat Potatoes,' and around 12 tons of 'Sand Coconuts'!"
"Since planting began, we've completed 10 cycles, yielding a total of 41 tons of 'Crispy Fruit,' 73 tons of 'Meat Potatoes,' and 115 tons of 'Sand Coconuts'!"
"The seeds are innumerable and all stored in my storage space. I can hand them over to you at any time!"
Zhang Chen nodded with satisfaction.
It wasn't that he was particularly pleased with the yield.
After all, no matter who planted them, they could only harvest once a day at most.
More people planting naturally meant more harvests; there was no inherent skill involved.
What truly amazed Zhang Chen was that despite over 300 people planting together, not a single seed from these crops had leaked out to the outside world.
He knew that as soon as even one seed fell into the hands of another camp,
It would multiply into a hundred or even a thousand seeds.
If the surrounding camps had crops, the scene of them围剿 (wéi jiǎo - encircling and suppressing) Resurrection Camp today would never have occurred.
From this, it was evident that Zheng Hao's efforts in maintaining secrecy were exceptionally thorough!
In another 6 days, the suppression of the apocalyptic monsters will begin to be lifted… although only partially…
But at that time, all lands will be contaminated, and plants will mutate!
Even the crops we plant will not be an exception, so in these next 6 days, we need to mobilize all our forces for planting!
The more food we can harvest, the better. Otherwise, after 6 days, we might face an even more severe famine!
Zhang Chen said with a serious expression.
Those present were either loyal to Zheng Hao or devout believers in the True God.
But regardless of their allegiance, they all ultimately obeyed Zhang Chen.
Zhang Chen was not stingy with sharing information with those loyal to him.
"I see… Alright, I will organize all personnel for planting and further expand the planting area!"
Zheng Hao nodded in agreement.
"Planting is not an issue… but…"
Qian Zhenyu, standing nearby, frowned, hesitating whether to speak further.
"Say whatever you have to say; they are all our people!"
Zhang Chen said with a smile.
This single phrase, "our people," caused a flicker of fervent emotion in the eyes of the church members led by Li Bingyu and Tan Sibao.
The True God considered them his people? What immense honor this was!
They were determined to perfectly complete the tasks assigned by the True God and not disappoint his profound affection!
"Alright, then I won't beat around the bush!"
Qian Zhenyu paused, then continued,
"In another 6 days, the apocalyptic suppression will be partially lifted. Undoubtedly, the monsters will become even stronger, and our current advantage over the zombies might completely disappear!"
"If we dedicate all our personnel to planting during these 6 days, our strength progression will inevitably be 6 days slower than other camps…"
"In that case… in 30 days, whether facing monsters or other survivors, we will be at a disadvantage…"
As these words were spoken, everyone present nodded in silent agreement.
It was indeed true.
If these six days were utilized well, those of lower levels could advance by 1-2 levels.
Those of higher levels, with enough effort, could also advance by 1 level.
Within the power system of the apocalypse, a difference of one level between two individuals was the distinction between life and death.
It was that simple and brutal!
"You make a valid point. Estimate how much everyone should increase in these 6 days and tell me in terms of crystal cores. I'll handle this matter!"
"Also, you can get a share of the profits from all the grain you plant. Tell me what percentage you'd like to discuss!"
Since they were his people, Zhang Chen offered exceptionally generous terms, allowing them to propose their profit-sharing conditions.
Hearing this, everyone's faces lit up with joy.
In their minds, this agricultural produce was an offering to the True God, and believers were not supposed to take it.
Now that Zhang Chen was willing to share the profits, everyone was naturally happy.
The nearby supermarkets had long been emptied, and the food warehouses had seen only outflows for two consecutive days.
Zhang Chen's words were truly like timely rain!
Qian Zhenyu thought for a moment, then cautiously said,
"How about a 3-7 split? We take 3, you take 7?"
This ratio was calculated carefully by Qian Zhenyu. With the expansion of the production scale, a 30% yield would be enough for the camp to survive the next 30 days!
Everyone looked at Zhang Chen with trepidation.
This True God was just being polite, and you, Qian Zhenyu, actually took him seriously and asked for 30%?
You want to reach for the heavens, don't you!
"Good, it's settled!"
Zhang Chen made the final decision!
Upon hearing the result, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they hadn't incurred the True God's wrath!
At the same time, they all prostrated themselves once more, exclaiming loudly, "Thank you for the True God's grace!"
Zhang Chen gave an awkward smile.
He thought to himself, You are planting grain for us, and you want me to take 70%… I should be thanking you instead…
Just then, Tan Sibao's expression suddenly turned serious, and he said,
"True God, the Nilo people have suddenly made a move and are likely preparing to attack us!"