Chapitre 382: 232 The cowardly spring breeze is unworthy_2

After severing the spiritual connection, Negris said to Ange, "The Staff of Heaven can not fall into the hands of the Church. The Holy Kingdom is currently stuck above the Resting Abyss. If they regain control of the kingdom, we will be in considerable trouble. Do you have any solutions?"

Ange tilted his head, pulling out a handful of seeds, "Use these."

"Pfft! Aren't those the high-yield grains you initially planted? Kvada, I completely forgot about them. In the harsh environment of soil and water erosion in the Resting Camp, you could mature them in the same season. If we change to fertile land, could you make it so they can be harvested in three months and maintain high yield?" Negris inquired.

"We could pre-grow them," Ange replied.