“Did they mention when they would start the trial planting?” Ming Yi asked, displaying strong curiosity.
“They planted some experimental fields, and although it was only a trial, the amount they planted could be considered as a real production.” Qing Shui’s knitted brows relaxed as he spoke, though his tone remained high. He was still concerned. “Though, I am not yet sure if this plant is genetically stable enough to resist mutation in the red fog environment.
“However, this is good news overall. You can spread it to calm the riot,” Qing Shui said, smiling with determination at Ming Yi. “But you don’t need to feel obligated to do this. After all, stabilizing the military is the institute’s priority. It will inform the military soon.”
“Of course! The goal of the riot is to get food supplies, after all. So if the supply is guaranteed, there is no more benefit in rioting.” Ming Yi grinned. “I shall leave now, can’t wait to let my friends know about this!”