NFBE Chapter 213 Interstellar Wilderness Star Farmer 24
Chapter 213 Interstellar Wilderness Star Farmer 24
The idea was good, but it didn't seem to be very useful; everyone who wanted to find Ji Xiaosong tried every possible method.
Main Star Academy of Sciences - Data Abyss Department
"1024th positioning attempt failed."
The mechanical voice coldly announced that the star map on the holographic screen had once again collapsed into gibberish.
The technician, with dark circles under his eyes, tore open the 17th packet of energy drink: "Damn it, her live stream signal is like an eraser rubbing a hole through the universe!"
College of Agriculture & Department of Mysticism
"Try this!"
The young scholar with messy hair stuck talismans on the quantum communicator, and the ancient blue star peach wood sword and photon processor were arranged in a strange formation on the table.
"The Daoist canon records that 'transmitting sound over thousands of miles requires the spiritual energy of heaven and earth,' but since the technological approach is not feasible..."
Suddenly, the instrument burst out with blue smoke, and the radiation monitor in the corner went crazy. It turned out that they had accidentally summoned three interstellar wandering quantum ghosts.
StarNet Live Headquarters - Back-end Supervision Department
"The 9 millionth private message has triggered the anti-harassment procedure."
The robot administrator popped up a warning window, and the Academy of Sciences' official account was refreshing the screen at a rate of 500 messages per second. The content gradually changed from "Initiative on Establishing an Interstellar Agricultural Cooperation System" to a screen full of glowing emoticons.
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Ji Xiaosong was completely unaware of all this.
A few days later, Ji Xiaosong started live streaming again.
"Family, we're having stewed sauerkraut and pork belly today... wait!"
Ji Xiaosong stood frozen in place, holding a soup spoon, the layers of holographic bullet comments so thick that the stove was almost invisible.
Countless officially verified accounts, gleaming with gold, are flooding the screen:
[Main Star Agricultural Research Institute V] Using 99 deep-space warships as special effects to spell out words: Seeking collaboration!!! (???︿???)
The Interstellar Botanical Society displayed a holographic banner in the comment section: "Streamer, check your private messages! We'd trade our warp drive technology for a peach pit!"
"You want to cooperate with me? What kind of cooperation?"
【Main Star Agricultural Research Institute V】: "Host, did you cultivate the non-toxic plants and animals, or did you use some method to remove the toxins?"
【Main Star Agricultural Research Institute V】: "This concerns the survival of all people in the interstellar world. I hope the host can take a look."
"I see. I can grow toxin-free plants. As for animals, I'll have to remove the toxins from their bodies, otherwise there will still be toxins present. I'll contact you after the broadcast, don't worry."
Ji Xiaosong explained to them that she was actually looking for a good institution to cooperate with, and the agricultural college in front of her was just right.
Not long after finishing today's live stream, Ji Xiaosong said to everyone, "Today's live stream is over. The recipe has been posted. Those from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, please stay and we'll discuss it in detail."
All ordinary viewers were instantly ejected from the live stream, leaving only three official accounts, gleaming with golden light, floating in the air.
She casually stuck the soup ladle into the water tank, and the surface of the water rippled with a star-shaped pattern.
"So, tell me, do you want seeds or soil samples?"
"May I ask your name, host?"
"Ji Xiaosong".
“Okay, Miss Ji Xiaosong, please allow me to formally introduce myself on behalf of the Main Star Agricultural Science Academy.”
The holographic projection of the silver-haired academician took half a step forward, the nine-pointed star badge on his chest gleaming with a cold, eerie blue light.
"I am Qin Zhao, the chief person in charge of the ecological purification project."
The other two projections flickered simultaneously, and the woman in the white coat on the left spoke up: "Lin Wan, Chief Genetic Engineer of the Interstellar Botanical Society."
The man in military uniform on the right nodded: "Deep Space Fleet Resource Support Department, Zhou Lin."
Ji Xiaosong lightly tapped the stove with her fingertips, and the bronze pot lid emitted a clear, melodious hum.
"Just state your needs."
"This is the toxin accumulation curve of interstellar crops over the past century."
Qin Zhao pulled up a holographic chart, where a dark red data stream, as menacing as blood vessels, appeared. "According to current purification technology, within twenty years, 70% of the colonies will become dead zones."
Lin Wan's voice trembled as she continued, "We tracked your previous live streams and bought one of the sea buckthorn berries you sold. The test report for that berry showed zero toxins. Through tracking, we found a suspected sea buckthorn plantation, but by the time we dispatched our research vessel, the entire oasis had already..."
"Destroyed by a stellar storm?"
Ji Xiaosong suddenly chuckled and scooped up half a spoonful of sauerkraut soup. "Of course you can't find it. That's an eco-pod I temporarily built using a discarded warp drive."
All three projections froze simultaneously.
Zhou Lin's military uniform rippled with data, a signal disturbance that only occurs when the holographic image is extremely shocked.
"Let's get down to business."
The girl suddenly stopped smiling and gently tapped the edge of the earthenware bowl with the soup spoon.
"To produce toxin-free crops, we must start by nurturing the seeds. As for animal purification, someone with fourth-level mental strength might be able to separate them. However, I haven't had anyone else try it yet, so I don't know if it will be successful."
The quantum clock in the laboratory suddenly emitted a sharp beep, and Qin Zhao's holographic projection rippled violently. This was a forced calming measure taken by the main brain when it detected that the emotional peak exceeded the safety threshold.
Do you know what this means?
Lin Wan's holographic image suddenly materialized, and the genetic engineer's fingertips almost pierced through the ceramic pot on the stove.
"After 237 years of the Interstellar Calendar, all crops on the colonies carried radioactive toxins, even newborns..."
"Forester!"
Zhou Lin's military uniform cuffs glowed with a blue light indicating an encryption protocol, but Qin Zhao raised his hand to stop him.
The old academician's holographic image suddenly collapsed into the original data stream, and then reconstructed in the next second.
The nine-pointed star badge on his chest cracked open, revealing a built-in miniature ecological capsule, in which three withered ears of wheat were floating in pale blue liquid.
"This is the last clean gene pool for humanity."
Qin Zhao's voice was like sandpaper rubbing against the hull of a starship, "For these three wheat seeds from before Christ, the Deep Space Fleet lost twenty-three special forces soldiers."
Ji Xiaosong's soup spoon suddenly stopped in mid-air.
"Give me the seeds, let me take a look."
A golden data stream appeared on Qin Zhao's projection, and three seeds wrapped in a pale blue halo passed through the holographic screen.
A bluish-green light spot appeared in Ji Xiaosong's palm, and the seed hovered three centimeters away from her skin, trembling slightly.
Spring wheat in 2025 BC.
A shimmering pattern of light swept across her pupils. "Ancient Blue Star, Yellow River Basin primitive species, dormant period... incalculable."
The sound of shattering glassware came from the laboratory, and Lin Wan's holographic image suddenly froze and became pixelated.
"How do you know?"
"I've grown them before."
Ji Xiaosong flipped her hand and tossed out three bags of grayish-brown soil, instantly enveloping the stove in a stream of data.
The alarms in the agricultural research institute's laboratory blared, and the pointer of the ecological monitoring instrument broke through the dial, revealing that the radiation and toxin levels in the soil were absolutely zero.
"Try it with my seeds."
She flicked her finger and shot twenty sea buckthorn seeds into the holographic screen. "Using the matching soil, they will germinate in three days and bear fruit in seven days."
Three projections simultaneously burst into rainbow-colored data fireworks, a tribute of the highest caliber in interstellar space.
Zhou Lin's military medals automatically disintegrated and reassembled, forming the ancient blue star characters "Thank you" that kept flashing.
"Pleasant to work with."
Ji Xiaosong fished the quantum communicator out of the sauerkraut soup. "Next time, don't use warships to spam the barrage. It's so noisy that even the pot lid can't cover it up."
Qin Zhao's nine-pointed star badge suddenly emitted artificial aurora, and holographic wheat waves fell from the laboratory dome.
The old academician's robotic arm is frantically recording data streams, and even his cufflinks are automatically generating cooperation agreements.
"This is the first time in human history..." Lin Wan's voice choked with emotion, "that we have received a complete cultivation data package for clean seeds!"
"Don't cry yet."
Ji Xiaosong suddenly poked the soup spoon at the holographic screen, revealing a hidden agreement. "This clause, 'coercive measures may be taken when necessary,' is inappropriate. I hope our cooperation will be based on mutual trust. I've also checked, and your Academy of Agricultural Sciences has been working hard for the survival of ordinary people, so I'm willing to help you as well."
Zhou Lin's projection instantly disintegrated into a million apology emoticons: (＞人＜；)ゞ
"Ms. Ji, rest assured, we will permanently remove this clause during the cooperation period!"
Qin Zhao's voiceprint fluctuations triggered a red alert in the laboratory. "We have now simultaneously uploaded the StarNet notarized chain!"
The girl then poured the sauerkraut soup into the celadon bowl, and the soup swirled around the rim of the bowl, creating a galaxy-like pattern.
"Okay, I'll give you the first batch of sea buckthorn seedlings tomorrow."