A few days ago.

"Welcome to today's weather forecast, I am your good friend..."

As soon as the o'clock arrived, "humanity's" "good friend" Wang Shu began to broadcast the weather forecast controlled by her again.

When the night weather forecast is broadcast, a map of the three realms of heaven, earth, and man will often appear. Usually at such times, Yun Zhongjun's attention is mostly on that map.

There is nothingness in the heaven, only the illusory moon palace.

There are many shrines and shrines in the world, waves are rising on the hand-painted river, dragons are walking through the moonlit water, ghosts and gods are wandering between the earth and the netherworld, and demons are walking among the hundreds of thousands of mountains.

There are various hells buried under the earth, projecting the shadows of countless evil ghosts, looking up at the world from the depths of the Nine Nether below the earth.

But at this moment, Yun Zhongjun noticed the many shadows of vine demons and tree demons marked on the map of the human world, which seemed to be flashing red, as if to indicate that the battery was low.

As soon as the weather forecast was over, Yun Zhongjun asked the moon god dressed as the host.

"What's going on with these vine demons and tree demons?"

Moon God turned his head and glanced, then told Yun Zhongjun.

"It is malnourished and currently enters a semi-dormant state during the winter, waiting to be reawakened."

"Either because the local soil is poor and the plant roots cannot absorb enough nutrients from the soil, or because there are too few parasitic plants around to complete photosynthesis, or because of lack of water, and..."

"Together with the brain implanted in the Bianhua nervous system, it has temporarily entered a standby state due to lack of support."

This kind of half-mechanical, half-life, upgradeable intelligent entity named "demon" by Jiang Chao and Wang Shu was born in a very short time after all. After a period of trial operation, some various kinds of intelligent individuals will be discovered.

problem.

The places where these vine demons and tree demons enter are not necessarily places suitable for plant growth. Some of them can be said to be bitter cold places. Even if they have been transformed and have strong vitality, they can still find their own way out, but the environment

There is still no solution to the problem.

Especially after this year's various tests on plants throughout the winter, this problem has become more and more obvious.

Yun Zhongjun asked: "Is there any way to solve this problem?"

Luna Wangshu replied: "The most cost-effective and simple way is to fertilize."

Yun Zhongjun: "Fertilize?"

Afterwards, the two of them wandered around the world together and entered the underworld.

The Lord in the Cloud, Jiang Chao, was wearing a god-like appearance, and a voice came from his ears.

"Hell!"

"Yellow Spring!"

Soon, a boat from the underworld came to extradite him. Jiang Chao stepped on it and went through a transition animation before arriving in a hell.

You can see a lot of "evil ghosts" working here, but it's just like the picture of hell that most people imagine. These "evil ghosts" are controlling various machines and running on a dark and desolate land.

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There was thick smoke billowing above the sky, which eventually turned into layers of ashes and fell down, making people feel very depressed.

For these "evil ghosts", the greatest hope is that one day they can repay their sins left in the Yang world and then be able to enter the wormwood. It would be even better if they were luckier and had the destiny to be like the ghosts and gods.

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But the premise is that you didn't leave too many sins in the world of mortals. If you were punished in an endless hell, it would really make the heavens and the earth useless.

Jiang Chao waved his hand, and the illusory hell scene receded, leaving only an underground factory base.

There are no evil spirits in sight, only machines running automatically.

To be honest, after these evil ghosts have been trained in cyber hell, they can be regarded as talents in the future. They have transformed from ordinary ancient mortals into cyber ghosts.

The longer you live, the more hells you experience, and the stronger you become. If you can walk through the eighteen hells without losing your soul, your skills and vision must be extraordinary.

However, it is still not as fast as the information channels controlled by ghosts and gods.

Ghosts and gods can not only master learning techniques, but also have ghost face authority, and can also learn various "magical powers and spells".

If evil ghosts are part-time workers, then ghosts and gods are factory directors and administrators. When these ghosts and gods grow up, they will be able to ascend cyberspace together with the gods in the future.

But at this moment.

Yun Zhongjun didn't think too much yet, he just looked at the factory base.

There are tall furnaces erected inside, with dense pipes crisscrossing them, like a cave monster.

"What is this hell called?"

Of course Yun Zhongjun knows that this is a fertilizer factory, but Wangshu's factories usually have some weird names.

After Yun Zhongjun asked, he looked around and found that Wangshu was missing.

Then it was discovered.

Wangshu was far away at this moment, standing by the Huangquan River and unable to come over.

Yun Zhongjun turned around and asked her.

"Why are you standing so far away?"

Wangshu told Yun Zhongjun: "This place is called Swamp Shit Hell."

Yun Zhongjun said: "You and I both came here in virtual form, and we are not really here. There is no need to be so far away, right?"

Wang Shu said: "You came here in an avatar, and my avatar is my real body."

Jiang Chao thought about it and felt that what Wang Shu said made sense.

Just like what Wang Shu told him before, for Jiang Chao, the real world is the first world, the real world, but for Wang Shu, the virtual world is the first world, her real world.

The actual location coordinates of this hell are in Yinzhou, not far away from the large industrial base of Lucheng. This fertilizer was originally a by-product of the industrial base, and it accumulated into mountains over time.

Jiang Chao first looked at the warehouse. There were huge cement storage tanks inside, all of which were filled with fertilizers.

Jiang Chao asked: "How many tons are there?"

Wangshu by the river seemed to be covering his nose, so even his voice changed slightly.

"Together, there are still more than 700,000 tons left in several swamp hells, but they are produced every day, and there are more in the future. This year, the output is more than two million tons."

This was the first time Jiang Chao knew that they actually had so much fertilizer, but this was not a bad thing.

Moreover, with so much chemical fertilizer, it is simply not enough to solve the problem of vine demons and tree demons.

It still takes up space and requires the construction of new storage tanks.

Jiang Chao thought.

Then find a place to spend it!

So, when Lord Linghua came to see him a few days later, he said something to Lord Linghua.

"This year, in the land blessed by the Earth God Mountain Lord, the harvest will be plentiful and the people will have enough food and clothing."

At that time, I was thinking that all the more than 700,000 tons of chemical fertilizers, which are still increasing, would be used on farmland in various counties and counties to ensure a good harvest this year.

Jiang Chao still remembers the floods and famine last year, which were finally calmed down by various means.

After walking around the fertilizer factory, he saw Wang Shu far away from him when he came back.

"What's wrong?"

"Yun Zhongjun fell into the manure pit."

"Don't be so exaggerated. What is the relationship between fertilizer plants and cesspools?"

"It's not a fertilizer factory, it's a swamp hell."

"That's the name you gave me. It has nothing to do with it."

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"Tick tock!"

"Tick tock!"

The snow on the eaves turned into water drops and fell down.

Looking out of the window, it looks like it's raining.

Jia Gui, the young minister of the Sitian Department of Honglu Temple, looked at the falling water droplets, twirling his beard with his thumb and index finger, but his eyes did not know what he was thinking about.

Seeing Jia Gui's expression, the lieutenants on the side thought they had guessed Jia Gui's thoughts, and immediately stepped forward to congratulate Jia Gui.

"I heard that His Majesty intends to separate the Sitian Department from Honglu Temple and establish it as Sitiantai. I would like to congratulate Jia Shaoqing in advance."

A smile immediately appeared on Jia Gui's face, but he immediately waved his hand and said something.

"Eh!"

"Promoting and getting rich is not what I want. I just want to do what I need to do for Your Majesty and the world."

"For the sake of the Imperial Preceptor and Your Majesty, and for the sake of the people, Jia is willing to take on heavier responsibilities."

At this point, his words changed.

"Besides, this is not what I am thinking about."

This is indeed not what Jia Gui is thinking about at this moment. The Sitian Office, Sitiantai, has been renamed and promoted a few levels, but in fact there is no big change in essence.

From the moment when Lord Linghua, the national preceptor, entered the capital, the official office of Si Tian Shu and its chief officer had become independent from ordinary officials and entered a system belonging to gods and ghosts.
To be continued...