How Can a Woman Have Fun in Farming?

"It's just that the way of destruction of jealousy is to monopolize possession, while the way of destruction of gluttony is to overdraw and collapse things in indulgence."

"Theoretically speaking, any research direction is meaningless until a technology that can modify the "emotion-related factors" in the blood is found. "

"Because the "gluttony" effect we want to promote on plants is integrated with the self-destructive tendency of "gluttony" itself, they increase and decrease at the same time, and it is impossible to separate them at all. "

Lu Yuan murmured like this, turned his head to look at Emilia and spoke.

"But we can't be led by the nose with that kind of vague religious explanation, and we still have to try."

Emilia replied to Lu Yuan.

Drawing conclusions without trying has never been their style.

"Too."

Lu Yuan nodded in affirmation.

Exploration is always going on, maybe there will be a discovery.

The decoding of the "Soul Gem" technology has been carried out to a certain extent, and Betty's emotional research should be coming soon.

At that time, the combination of the two phases should be able to exert a different effect.

And at this time.

"Lord Lord."

Rem, a ghost girl with light blue hair, walked in from outside the laboratory.

"Cursh Karsten from the Karsten family came to visit with Sword Master Reinhardt. They should have something to discuss with you."

Rem spoke so seriously.

There was still that businesslike indifference on his face.

……

The noon sun shines into the earth.

The reflection of the metal is visible from a distance.

Researchers and engineering teams in white coats are constantly walking through the territory.

Around the white whale, everyone is working in an orderly manner.

When Crusch Karsten drove the ground dragon, he approached the border territory that had changed greatly.

The engineering team is arming and transforming the beluga.

All kinds of metal machines that Crusch couldn't figure out their functions were loaded one after another on this giant beast floating in the sky.

Aw, aw, aw, aw.

The earth dragon beside Crusch kept howling uneasy.

It seems to be demonstrating against the strange-looking "similar" "Magic Car" that travels back and forth.

"Okay~"

Crusch stood up and patted his dragon.

"That thing is different from you, it's just a machine."

She soothed softly.

It was clearly a visit for business negotiations, but before the negotiations started, Crusch had the illusion that he was more than a little weaker in terms of momentum.

In the past, Crusch learned about the situation of "Permafrost" through the information of the spies.

She also imagined that scene in her mind based on the descriptions of these people.

However, people's cognition of external objects is usually based on their own existing knowledge.

Hearsay and personal experience are always two different things.

In Crusch's imagination, the so-called scientific research on the "Permafrost" side should be the same as the research on magic by magicians on their side.

Around the white whale, everyone built their own laboratories.

Every magician is like a small isolated island. Everyone is conducting their own research, and there may be occasional exchanges, but more ideas and ideas related to the core are completely hidden.

"Magic devices made of various metals are already expected, but can this kind of communication really be achieved?

"Neither dancing girls, drama classes, servants, apprentices."

With long dark green hair tied into a single ponytail swaying behind him, Crusch sat in the waiting tea room, observing everything around him with a beginner's attitude.

"I feel like a farmer, imagining the feeling of a nobleman fetching water from a golden bucket."

She said this to herself as if mocking herself.

When a nobleman travels, it is of course to bring a whole logistics and servants with him.

Dressing up, eating and resting, washing and excreting, experimental research.

The inheritance of each mage is important, and each inheritance can only be mastered by his own apprentice.

Of course, here seems to be a different situation.

No one told Crusch that these walking white coats cooperated with each other.

But Crusch could instinctively feel this from the surrounding atmosphere.

Whether the two parties are equal in status can be felt quite easily from the conversation.

Demihumans and humans are cooperating with each other.

Masters and ordinary people are communicating and discussing.

All kinds of research are displayed in front of everyone in a grand manner.

A group of people get together and do research on one thing.

Even if they quarrel with each other over a certain point of view, it is just a quarrel.

They will scold each other for their stupidity, and they will disdain each other's statement, but that's all. It's not a kind of mage's teaching to apprentices, nor is it a kind of arrogance that thinks that they are superior to each other from the inside out.

They are even trying to explain their claims to each other.

When did a mage explain his ideas in detail to another mage besides an apprentice?

Isn't this a disguised admission of one's mistakes in terms of momentum?

Only those who are not firm with themselves need to explain to others.

"But if you don't explain, how can you get the other party to accept it?"

"No, normal mages don't need another mage to accept themselves at all. Everyone's research is just their own research."

While muttering, Crusch had an indescribable expression on his face.

Everything in front of them, even the way they quarreled with each other, seemed to be taken for granted, but this taking for granted also showed a certain kind of unbelievable.

If you insist on describing it, it is an ideal state.

From top to bottom, there was an ideal state that, in Crusch's opinion, should never be realized.

Watching everything around.

The heroic girl's tense mood for the past few days couldn't help but relax a lot.

Although it is not a scene created by myself, everything in front of me can easily make people have some kind of imagination about everything in the future.

For example, truly believe that some ideal situations can be realized.

Frowning soothed, he looked around generously.

The girl's attention was not far away, and several figures attracted her.

"A fast-moving individual combat weapon."

"Who said that positional artillery doesn't need to move?"

"Do you know the battle against the white whale last week? It was almost crushed to death by the enemy's corpse when it was almost won! At that time, did you know it in front of the lord? Now the entire artillery array feels scared and ashamed."

"Imagine that when you enter the Hall of Valor after death to recover your title, the group of loud voices say that the final cause of your death after victory is being crushed to death by the enemy's corpse. I'm afraid that the mourners below will all have to laugh."

"Hey~ what are you laughing about now?"

"The way of escape, we soldiers must at least be equipped with an escape method!"

"Can't design it? If you can't design it, you have to design it. Isn't your equipment department in charge of this?"

There was such a fierce quarrel not far away.

A group of soldiers with metal boxes behind their backs were spitting and talking in front of several white coats.

Crusch was recalling.

As Felix Argyle described her.

These people are the people who killed the white whale, a group of ordinary people who are neither mages nor knights, and have almost no magic power.

The leader has a huge scar on his head, and his speech is quite vulgar.

If it is placed on the selection of knights, regardless of ability, they will probably be directly brushed off at the level of etiquette quality.

"But he led the crowd to kill the white whale without injury."

"If Wilhelm knew, he would probably come to thank him personally."

After muttering that, Crusch withdrew his gaze, and turned his head to look at several figures approaching not far away.

Through the perception of magic power, Crusch could sense that someone was walking towards her.

Behind the blue-haired ghost girl who entertained her just now, there are two figures, a man and a woman.

He quickly sorted out the information in his mind.

Crusch also quickly locked onto the male figure at this moment.

"Your Excellency Lu Yuan."

Standing up slowly, Crusch looked at someone approaching and spoke.

……

When Crusch looked at Lu Yuan.