Chapter 897: Permanent solution

Chapter 897: Permanent solution



".....

..." In front of the perfect field in front of them, Volpe and Samson exchanged glances, their hearts beating rapidly.

"Excuse me." Another emperor stepped forward with a pure smile and two folded hands,

when he opened them a green energy began to descend smoothly over the piece of land.

*Sprout*

*Sprout* *Sprout* *Sprout*

From under the fragile soil, green grass began to grow rapidly, these grass turned into small plants and each one of those plants blossomed a number of fruits that looked like bunches of grapes!n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

*Paa* King Volpe fell to his knees, his fang-filled mouth wide open.

"..." Even Samson lost his mocking gaze and slouched stance, he looked at that low spot as if it was the strangest thing he had ever seen in his life, and that was probably the case..

"Oh my! Oh my!!" Sandria jumped up, opened both her arms, and started running between the grape bushes. This was the first time she had seen this kind of plant.

"Niece, what you see now is called Yaman Valley Vine, it is one of the plants that grow in warm areas and fertile soils on the river banks, you can try some, they say it's very tasty." Old Gu did not look his best, but he forced a smile and nodded gently.

King Volpe wanted to shout at her to let the strangers try it first, but he remained silent.

"Hmm... Delicious!!" Sandria cried like a little girl, then gathered some of them and brought them back, "Father, please try it! Uncle Samson, take one too."

Samson also looked a little angry, "Tsk- We took all this trip for nothing." Some of the scruples were clearly evident in his style.

One of the True Beginning Emperors stared at the field for a while and then asked Old Man Gu, "If it's a problem of providing heat to keep the frost away, can't the problem be solved with an array?"

"...?!" The King, Sandria, and Samson looked at that Emperor together

"You are right," Old Man Gu nodded and rested his head on his fingers, "As long as the farming here is proven to be viable, keeping the fields alive will be possible. In a few months, the R&D team will be able to find a solution, and if things get tough for us, we can always ask His Excellency for help!"

"...." King Volpe sent Samson a sideways glance, a bit of happiness evident in his eyes but still a bit of apprehension.

"What now, are we supposed to agree to the trade and give you all our resources so you can help make that array you're talking about?" Samson laughed, those people were very expectant.

Old Gu shook his head, "No, all the food at the banquet is a gift, we don't want anything in return. If you want more though, you can buy it in a reasonable price until the arrays are finished. If you don't want to buy any, you can wait until the arrays are finished and we will sell them to you. But be prepared, those arrays won't be cheap..."

"...I would pay anything if you could make farming on Planet Gudah possible, but only if it was permanent." King Volp frowned slightly, some hope to begin to blossom in his heart.

"Agreed!" Old Man Gu clapped, "But we have to go back home to tell His Excellency about this agreement and then get to work. If you'll excuse us, we can start building a space portal near here."

"Your request is useless and suspicious. How did you come, Isn't it on spaceships? Use them to go back." Some apprehension began to strike Samson's heart. He had heard about the portals from King Volp and was aware of their implications, "I don't like the idea of outsiders having a permanent portal that they can come and go from whenever they want. If Marshal Snite tried to build a portal, I would have led an army to eradicate it without a doubt." "With or without a portal, they've been occupying you for hundreds of years anyway, right? It isn't that much of a defense. Unfortunately, we can't rely on ships as long as we start making so many trips to and from Planet Gudah. A ship trip would take us 10 days to go and back. That's too much and impractical. It's better to use a space portal." Old Gu found himself in a predicament.

If he had followed the original plan, he would have had to make and keep the portal in a secret place, but that would have been if the planet was at war and chaos was rampant. Now, however, all eyes were on him and his followers. If he tried to do anything, they would be

quickly exposed.

"And what if I refuse?" Samson loosened his hand and clenched his fist.

Faced with Samson's coercive manner, Old Gu smiled: "Then I'll have to insist."