Zhao Yi is a new university agricultural teacher. He activated the Agricultural Master system on his first day of employment.
Zhao Yi frowned, because in this deeply infected world, food that can be eaten is not something that should be joked about.
Zhao Yi, who suspected a nerve infection, did not react. Until that night, I was dragged to practice in my sleep.
Zhao Yi, who had been raising seedlings all night, got up as soon as he could. Is this neurological infection such a self-contained system?
In the dream, Zhao Yi argued vigorously with the teacher. Zhao Yi, who had not talked about it for a while and was escorted to cultivate the seedlings all night, finally looked at the seedlings sprouting in his hands and was actually a little convinced.
Is it linked to the autonomic nerves? The plants being eaten are going to teach her how to feed herself? This teaching perspective is also wrong.
Zhao Yi inspected the land assigned to him, looked at the withered seeds in his hand, thought about it, grabbed a few types, put them in his pocket and went back to soak them in water.
Zhao Yi, who fell asleep that night, saw a familiar scene. After regaining her energy, she rolled up her sleeves and had another battle, sharing seeds all night long.
The next day Zhao Yi came to the field and took a bag of soil.
A few days later, I saw Zhao Yi sticking his butt out and plotting an experimental field in a corner of the field.
The freshmen reported that Zhao Yi took his carrot heads to recognize the land. Some students were surprised and asked the teacher why that piece of land had been planted? Growing well.
Zhao Yi still had a gentle smile on his face, "Let's plant it for fun." In fact, she had a small field next to it. Why didn't anyone ask? It was obvious that she secretly applied the same fertilizer later.
They all look green, aren't they that green?
Start planting the experimental plot for nearly a month first, and the progress is always faster.
The students followed Zhao Yi to raise seedlings in the morning, and then came to help harvest the mature cabbage in the experimental field in the afternoon. I lament that it is indeed the fourth university in the galaxy, and the Academy of Agricultural Sciences is also so strong.
Zhao Yi, who had gained a lot, was a little happy and a little depressed. He was relieved to see his sophomore best friend who had returned from school, and heard her grit her teeth and say "teacher", which made her feel happy.
The pollution on the battlefield was even stronger. Zhao Yi felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at the sisters' mask-covered costumes and celebrated their reunion.
The body becomes deformed due to infection, and people with severe symptoms have to cover their faces.
The depression he felt after being hit for more than a night was no longer important. Zhao Yi couldn't help but send the crispy cabbage and other things in his hand to his sisters to replenish themselves.
The crops of the Agricultural College will supply part of the school's food. Subtly, the infection rate in the school has dropped a lot.
Many people who wear face coverings gradually return to normal under the fabric and can no longer wear face coverings.
Every non-confidential research institute has a must-have live broadcast room, which regularly displays new research and new hopes to the public. Zhao Yi's live broadcast room is also becoming more and more popular.
After hearing the news, a man from a certain medical family came to work as a school doctor. He met Zhao Yi and stayed together for life.
Intention: Practice is the only criterion for testing truth