The two were whispering, but nearby, the Supervisory Commander was a Purple Abode Realm cultivator, sharp of hearing and sight. How could their voices escape his ears?

The Supervisory Commander's face changed, his wrist flicked, and the barbed whip snapped down on them, scolding, "Who told you to speak?! You're quite bold!"

"Snap! Snap! Snap!"

A series of sharp whipping sounds rang out. The two curled up on the ground, groaning incessantly, yet daring not to resist.

Or rather, they had resisted before, only to learn a harsher, crueler lesson. Over a hundred years had passed, and the Cannon Fodder Camp had long ground down all their edges.

Yes, these two were once the Kang Commandery Prince and Prince Dexin.

Back then, many had been thrown into the Cannon Fodder Camp with them, but scarcely any survived to this day.

Even though they were still alive, they had long been forgotten by the world. In today's Da Qian, who remembers the once high-spirited Kang Commandery Prince? Who recalls the "powerful and influential" Prince Dexin?

The members of the Cannon Fodder Camp were utterly silent, none stepping forward to help them.

The Supervisory Commander announced, "Cannon Fodder Camps One, Two, and Three, hear the order: Follow the Reclamation Puppets in their work, perform various auxiliary tasks, and protect them. If anyone allows harm to come to the Reclamation Puppet Master, your lives will pay the price."

With the order given, the members of the Cannon Fodder Camp immediately began their mechanical, numbed work.

The Reclamation Puppets worked with great swings, resulting in a rather coarse effort. Aside from the larger trees, the cut wild grass and demonic plants were left scattered on the ground.

The members of the Cannon Fodder Camp followed behind the puppets, clearing away the mess of snapped branches and leaves, picking out and moving away the conspicuous boulders, assisting the puppets with trivial tasks.

The work was dirty and hard, easily resulting in injuries from poisonous insects and tendrils, but it was still much easier than being cannon fodder in battle.

Cutting grass, sawing trees, crushing, removing stones, as the grass dried, a sky-covering fire was set. Once the wildfires swept through, the surface insects, ants, snakes, and rats were mostly wiped out.

Then, the cycle began anew, opening the next piece of land.

In the previously cleared land, the plowing team entered, starting to use plowing puppets to till the land, whole areas were turned over, revealing the dark soil.

Meanwhile, as the reclamation team worked fervently, Wang Liyue and her soil improvement team arrived at the reclamation area.

The team's members were diverse, including experts from the Wang family and special advisors from the Immortal Dynasty, the Master of Spirit Plant "Queen Lan Xin."

Of course, there was also one particularly unique presence, Wang Zongteng, the little brother who hadn't yet finished his clan school enlightenment.

This time's [Spring Thunder Action] aimed to take down three Demonic King Fortresses, along with their vast territories, transforming them into human habitable lands.

Before that, Da Qian's current defense zone would be a test site, starting the first phase of trial development.

What they were doing now was the first step of trial development—reclamation and farming.

Watching the bustling scene before her, Wang Liyue's heart surged with pride.

After all this preparation, it was finally time to put everything into practice.

Just the thought that the future here would become a thousand miles of fertile fields, continuously providing the Human race with vast amounts of food and other key economic crops, made her heart race.

This was probably the moment of greatest fulfillment for all researchers worldwide.

The technology born in one's hands was finally about to be implemented, perhaps even able to leverage the future, becoming a key element in changing the world, a sense of achievement that no other feat can replace.

However, reflecting is one thing, excitement is another, work cannot be delayed.

Wang Liyue squatted down, grabbed a handful of soil, studied it closely for a moment, then nodded with satisfaction, "Just as I estimated beforehand, the humus content in this soil is very rich, loose and breathable, fertile soil, perfect for large-scale cultivation."

"The soil is good soil, but the demonic evil energy in it, how do you plan to handle that?" Queen Lan Xin approached, inquiring with concern.

She also observed the soil's condition, but was more focused on the demonic evil energy within than on its fertility.

The wisps and strands, constantly escaping from the soil, like a curse, cutting off the possibility for most Human world plants to survive in this soil.

Even if the barrier of demonic qi is overcome, the insects differing from those in the Human World within the soil, and the invisible microbial colonies, still stand like giant tigers in the way, hindering the growth of human world plants.

The Immortal Dynasty has been trying to overcome these barriers too, and over the years, although achievements have been made, the costs have been too high, too exorbitant, making large-scale application unfeasible.

This is actually a common occurrence in research. A technology that can be realized in a lab is a completely different concept from one that can be widely applied.

It's for this reason that Queen Lan Xin is very curious how the Wang family plans to address one of the challenges of improving the demonic soil—demonic evil energy.

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