My code name is Green Bull

"Boss Niubi!"

Jon gave He a big thumbs up in his heart for He's move. It was easy to enjoy the shade under the big tree, and the benefits of having a good boss were now reflected.

Jon is still very satisfied with his life trajectory in this world. He was born in a navy family. He didn't have to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation since he was a child. He only had to concentrate on his cultivation.

Later, after he joined the Navy Headquarters, he was cared for by Zefa and now supported by He. So far, he has not encountered any major setbacks.

That’s the great thing about backgrounds!

As the highest officer here, Warring States saw He and Favors getting into a fight, and he quickly made peace: "Okay, just stop saying a few words."

Then, he asked Jon: "Jon, how many times can you produce a production of this scale in a day?"

Jon was speechless when he heard this. He put in such a painstaking performance just to let them see that his abilities were limited and that he was not as good as controlling other plants in stimulating the growth of crops.

But looking at the posture of the Warring States Period, it seems that with so much output, I am still not satisfied.

It’s just that Jon wouldn’t let it get used to him. He didn’t want to really work as a logistics worker and grow food all the time, so he explained.

"General of the Warring States Period, this kind of output, calculated based on my physical strength and mental strength, can only be consumed once a day at most for the time being. Otherwise, it will have some impact on me. In the future, when I get used to it, it may be improved."

Warring States was silent for a moment, calculating in his mind. The yield of more than one acre of corn alone would be more than a thousand kilograms, enough to fill the stomachs of hundreds of people. It was more than enough. The yield of other miscellaneous grains was almost the same, and the yield of potatoes was higher. .

It is equivalent to Jon's ability to feed hundreds of people alone. This is still in the early stages, and it should improve in the future, and the output will only increase.

According to the weight of more than a thousand kilograms a day, plus the food and meat they transport, if you save a little, it should be enough.

What satisfied Warring States the most was that the crops produced by Jon could be stored for a long time, unlike some meat foods, which had a short shelf life.

"Then let's do this for now, Jon. Your daily task from now on is to produce as many crops as possible. You don't have to worry about anything else. If you have any requests, just ask them. As long as I can satisfy you, I will definitely satisfy you."

With this kind of ability, Jon alone can be worth the effect of thousands of people, not to mention the relationship with He. Of course, Warring States must win over him.

"Yes, Warring States General, I will do my best."

Seeing that Warring States didn't ask, Jon was relieved. If he really tried his best and used the method of absorbing the life energy of plants to make crops, it would be no problem to multiply the crops tenfold.

But since he had agreed to keep a low profile, Jon couldn't break it. Compared with all that, his own safety was the most important thing.

In the following days, Jon had to go to promote crops every morning. In order to prevent others from seeing his flaws, he was exhausted every time. Similarly, every day he produced a little more than the previous day, which made people It can be seen that he is making progress.

Although Jon only slightly increased production, it still surprised Warring States and others and completely regarded him as a fragrant steamed bun.

The importance of food is self-evident. Even if it is not a war period, it is unique for someone like Jon to produce grains and grains regardless of the season.

With people like this, the Navy will no longer have to worry about food problems in the future. This will definitely save an astonishing amount of military expenses. Even Navy Marshal Sora will only wake up laughing after knowing this.

In order to reward Jon, the Warring States Period summoned Jon and asked him whether he wanted to offset the grain he produced with money or with military merit.

Of course, Jon didn't hesitate at all and chose to compensate with military merit.

Just kidding, he is a member of the navy. It is not easy to get money from the navy. He will still be in the navy in the future. Naturally, he does not dare to take money. Military merit is the most real thing. If you want to make money, there are many opportunities, but military merit is not so good. Easy.

Warring States personally awarded Jon the title and promoted him from captain to lieutenant colonel. This was because Jon was too young. Otherwise, he might have been promoted to the rank of colonel.

For others in the navy, it would be hard to advance to one rank, but he had already been promoted to two ranks. In less than three years, he had become a training soldier and became a mid-level naval commander and lieutenant colonel. .

At present, even Sakaski and Porusalino, who were the most outstanding students in the same generation in the past, are also lieutenant colonels, and Jon is now a colonel at the same level as them.

You must know that Sakaski and Porusalino were able to improve so quickly because they captured a large number of pirates and earned military honors from the war, while Jon was in the rear, unremarkable, 'easily 'The land produces food, and you become a lieutenant colonel.

In less than two months, Jon produced hundreds of thousands of kilograms of grains, greatly alleviating the navy's food crisis.

"Armed!"

Black domineering appeared in his fist instantly, and Jon punched Pemberton. Pemberton's fat body was pushed back continuously.

"Jon, do you want to kill me?"

Pemberton covered his arms, howled in pain, and shouted angrily at Jon.

"Mistake, mistake."

Jon apologized quickly, "I just wanted to test the armor-colored Haki. I didn't expect it to be so heavy."

Pemberton said angrily: "Take me as the touchstone of your domineering power. Do you think I am as perverted as you? I have mastered the armed domineering power so quickly. It can not only harden it, but also wrap around body parts."

Can he not be angry?

He has learned domineering from his uncle for so long, but it is still not as good as Jon's months of training. He has only mastered the first step so far. He can only see how domineering can wrap around a small part of the place. The color of black domineering is all over. Haven't been able to show it yet.

Jon came into contact with Haki later than him, but now he can wrap around various parts of his body, displaying the colors of his armed Haki.

"I didn't expect it to be so soon."

Jon was also surprised by the progress of his mastery of Armed Color Haki. He didn't know whether it was because his physical fitness had met the requirements, or because he had a high understanding of this aspect. After learning Armed Color Haki, he quickly mastered it.

"If I don't fight you, I'll suffer."

Pemberton really doesn't want to be Jon's sparring partner. He suffers every time. In the past, when Jon didn't use his abilities, he could compete with Jon. But now, even if Jon doesn't use his abilities, he is no match for him. .

"This time the generals of the Warring States Period went out in person, why didn't you go with your uncle?"

Jon asked Pemberton. Not long ago, Warring States led a large number of navies and fought a battle at sea with the Golden Lion fleet. Many navies went there.

Jon originally wanted to go, but his current mission was food. Warring States finally did not agree to let him go, but Pemberton also did not go, which made him strange.

Pemberton whispered: "My uncle said that this battle is very dangerous. He was worried about me and kept me for various reasons."

Jon was convinced: "Your uncle really cares about you. When he is in danger, the first thing he thinks of is you."

Pemberton smiled bitterly: "There is no way. My uncle has no descendants, and I am the only one left in the family. He is pointing at me to continue the family line. He definitely doesn't want me to die in the battle."

"It's okay for you. It doesn't matter whether you go or not. But as for me, I can't even think of going. Making food every day is annoying me to death."

Jon looked distressed. He had long been tired of not having enough food for more than two months, but he had no choice. Without orders from above, he couldn't go on an expedition and could only stay in the base and dawdle.