He swept a glance around, looking at the tiny green buds displaying on the deep brown branches, sensing the vigorous vitality contained within, his smile grew even brighter.
At this mont, a middle-aged scholar walked over with a delighted smile on his face, holding a small notebook and reporting: "Your Highness, we have good news. The statistics are out. A third of the newly planted Bodhi trees planted three months ago have survived, a significant improvent in survival rates. Your Highness, you're amazing, you even predicted this correctly."
The man referred to as "Your Highness" wiped his face, stood up from the ground, and said: "The situation of the earth veins is improving, it's normal for the survival rate to increase. But the area of this forest is far from enough. We need to expand it at least tenfold to resist the onslaught of the sandstorms."
He and his group have been stationed here for fifty years, fighting the desert winds and sand for fifty years.
In the beginning, he and his group managed to grow a batch of tree saplings with great difficulty, and they were very happy about it, but then a sandstorm ca, and all the newly grown saplings were buried.
Half a year's efforts were all in vain.
Only in the last few years, as the area of the forest has been expanding year by year, has the situation beco less and less prevalent. But it's still not safe.
Every few years, the Dara Desert will experience a large-scale sandstorm, that's the real challenge.
"Your Highness, the next batch of saplings is on its way. Shall we proceed as usual?" the middle-aged scholar asked.
"Of course." The man nodded, "You're familiar with the process, there's no need for my repeated reminders. Just arrange it as you see fit."
This man, known as "Your Highness," is nad "Wu Mingyuan," a descendant of the current Emperor Longchang, with the title "An Commandery Prince."
And he is one of the two Quasi Emperor's sons participating in this "struggle for the throne."
Gazing at the vast expanse of the Great Desert, An Commandery Prince Wu Mingyuan stood with his hands behind his back, unable to help but envision: "This protective forest is just a start. Next, what we need to do is to keep expanding this protective forest, and then expand it again. In less than a thousand years, the environnt here will be completely transford.
By then, this place will also beco fertile land suitable for human habitation."
"Given the vast area of the Great Desert, if we succeed, human habitats can expand a great deal, and the total population could also experience an explosive growth."
"That's too hard."
The middle-aged scholar couldn't help but sigh upon hearing this.
Your Highness has been stationed here for fifty years, and so has he assisted His Highness for fifty years. He fully aware of how much difficulty they've gone through for this forest over these fifty years.
It's hard enough just for a small patch of forest, let alone an entire Great Desert?
This is undoubtedly going to be a long-term projet.
Actually, with the cultivators' skills, it's not that difficult to change the terrain and geography within a certain range.
Even if they want to build a garden with a little bridge over the flowing water in this great wilderness, and plant different types of Spirit Flowers and Spirit Plants from all around the country in it, they're fully capable of doing that.
After all, they not only have Tianren Realm Cultivators with distinctive bloodlines here, but also several Array Masters. Given enough ti, careful combination and adjustnt, it is not a problem to set up a formation to adjust the climate within a small range.
But this only covers a small range, and the Great Desert is simply too large.
Moreover, if such a formation is not directly set up on the Spirit Veins, it must be maintained by Spirit Stones, which would consu a lot daily. Relying on this thod to transform the Great Desert is simply not feasible.
"What's so fearful about that? We have plenty of ti and talents." An Commandery Prince Wu Mingyuan stretched out his arms, like he wanted to embrace the wilderness before him. "Sooner or later, I will turn this place into a fertile oasis, rich in resources, making it a place where humans can live and multiply!"
"Soday, I will make the lack of water no longer a problem for the cultivation of grain crops."
"Soday, I will make the grain produced here exceed that of Qing An Prefecture and beco the biggest 'granary' in Da Qian!"
As he spoke these words, his eyes glowed with bright light. Despite the dust on his face, which made him look a bit shabby, he was radiating an indescribable brightness, deeply moving those around him.
The middle-aged scholar and the other followers around him were sohow ignited with determination as they watched him.
As they looked at the vast desert, their eyes no longer showed any hesitation or uncertainty. All that remained, was a firm resolve to conquer it!
At this mont, it was nearing dusk.
The sunset hung on the horizon, appearing particularly round and large, coloring the surrounding sky a brilliant red,
Their figures, silhouetted against the sunset, seed etched in ti, filled with a certain unutterable charm.
Just then.
A loud cry of a hawk suddenly echoed in the sky.
Then, an angry yet soft female voice simultaneously rang out: "Wu Mingyuan!"
"Qing Rui?"
An Commandery Prince Wu Mingyuan was startled, his lofty ambitions disappeared instantly.
His intuition told him to find a place to hide. However, the Bodhi trees around him were all young saplings, barely reaching his waist, where could he possibly hide?
Should he run away?
No, no~ given her temperant, if he dared to run, she would definitely beco even more furious. It would be impossible to salvage the situation then...
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