Otherwise, the harvest could be even more bountiful.
"Your Majesty, do these Magic Plants need to be planted elsewhere?"
"Do as you see fit, but it's best to keep the agricultural planting areas together."
His tone turned serious as he spoke.
"Besides, I have received a piece of news... the weather will gradually change in the future, and there will be a massive reduction in food production."
Bain was shocked, his eyes turning serious, listening carefully.
"At dawn tomorrow, immediately dispatch personnel to open up new farmland areas with all your might and plant Swamp Wheat."
"Don't forget the Broken Star Plane and have the Two-headed Ogres conduct the cultivation."
"In three months, the change will arrive. If we fail to stockpile enough food, it will severely affect the development of the territory."
"We need to save for the coming upheaval."
Bain's heart sank, immediately sensing a storm coming.
