Chapter 317: 2B Star Transformation

The Marshal has returned to the imperial capital, but he is in the military department and will be busy in the next few days.

Ai Moye still has a lot of things to ask, but considering that he is too busy, it is better to talk later.

The courses in the new semester are still tight, and Ai Moye still mainly takes online courses. After all the registration procedures are completed, she can return to Star 2B.

The Ministry of Agriculture has a new plan, and the Minister of Agriculture came to Ai Moye in person.

"Star 2B is being transformed smoothly. Regarding the rice seeds you mentioned, our researchers have improved and developed new products."

Ai Moye looked at the gene sequence of the rice seeds and said unexpectedly, "It is more in line with the current situation than I thought. You have many talented people under you."

"No matter how talented you are, you can't compare to Miss Ai," the Minister of Agriculture said with relief, "I seem to have seen the day when every household can eat natural rice."

Ai Moye is also looking forward to the moment when a large number of star coins will flow into the account.

Afterwards, she took the Minister of Agriculture to inspect Star 2B.

The ranch has been running smoothly for a long time. Cows and sheep are grazing on the quiet grass with their tails wagging. Because there is a dairy processing plant nearby, the rich fragrance is wafting.

Ai Moye took the minister to the factory and introduced, "This is a place where pure natural milk is processed, such as cheese, fermented yogurt, milk slices, milk bars, etc."

The workers are prisoners of labor reform or poor people in slums, and they will receive corresponding rewards as compensation for their labor.

The processed dairy products are sent out from Ai Moye's live broadcast room, and they are sold out in less than a few seconds after they are put on the shelves.

The Minister of Agriculture didn't know what "yogurt" was yet, and his eyes were straight after tasting it.

"What a rich taste, is it made of pure milk?"

"Yes, it needs to be fermented, and the steps are very simple."

Because of the assistance of high-tech machinery, the complex process has become very simple.

The Minister of Agriculture couldn't help but burst into tears when he saw a variety of dairy products shipped out of the factory.

The people will eventually usher in the day when they will not be poisoned by industrial additives.

Afterwards, Ai Moye had to go to class, so Jia took the Minister of Agriculture to continue the tour.

Jia Ya was much simpler and more rude. She pointed to various places and said, "This is the seafood pool, and that is the freshwater pool. The tallest tower is a water source maintained by water-based superpowers. Various pipes are used to transport water resources to all parts of the planet. Can you see the oasis in the distance? It has just been built, with various wind and sand protection..."

The unstructured introduction made the Minister of Agriculture confused.

Many factories have been built on this planet to process food for Ai Moye.

Her seafood, bamboo shoots, and snacks made from various mushrooms are being transported to all parts of the empire through the live broadcast room. Now her reputation is getting louder and louder, and her fans are increasing.

In order to meet the dietary requirements of more people, of course, bamboo forests must be expanded, ponds must be built, and woodland orchards must be built to cooperate with the production of raw materials.

Today's 2B star is more like a natural food production site, and the cost of maintaining its operation is inestimable.

The Minister of Agriculture wandered around for a day and left with satisfaction and enthusiasm for the future.

In the evening, after class, Ai Moye had a remote video call with Su Qi.

"On the weekend, the seniors want to come over to play, and I'll come with them." Su Qi also put some plants here with Ai Moye, so it's a good time to come and see.

"Okay," Ai Moye said, "I'm going to make new snacks on the weekend, you guys come over to help."

"See you later."

"Bye."

After the video ended, Ai Moye turned around and saw Jia Ya's hollowed-out look.

"Sister Jia Ya, Mai Ma made milk cakes, you can have some."

Jia Ya collapsed on the sofa, "No, I'm dead."

It's not like before, just take care of the Gobi Prison.

Now the whole planet is undergoing a major reform, and she and Mai Ma are not on the ground, wishing there were 72 hours in a day.

But the good thing is that there are more and more edible foods, and sometimes when walking on the road, you can pick a fruit from the roadside fruit trees.

Ai Moye is looking at the overall planning of the planet. She has planted fruit trees in many places. Elaeagnus elata and sea buckthorn are necessary, and the grapefruit trees have been prepared early. In addition, there are peach trees that have been genetically edited and are more adapted to the environment and climate of Star 2B.

Unlike the peach trees on Earth, the peaches she improved were still relatively bland, and were somewhat affected by the climate, so they did not have enough water.

She had to find a way to continue fertilizing and improving them, otherwise, even if the interstellar people could accept them, she would still think that the peaches were too bland.

Jia was drowsy, but suddenly remembered something, and reluctantly opened her eyes and said, "The marshal seems to have returned to the military satellite. If you want to go, I'll accompany you."

Ai Moye thought that it was not necessary for the time being.

"When Uncle Di is done, he should come to see me."

The news program has been reporting on the interstellar situation.

The Azure Star suffered heavy losses, and half of the planet was destroyed by the Zerg attack. This fear also spread to other planets.

The Empire had a strong military force and the God of War Di Lie was in charge, so the citizens were not too worried.

But many independent countries outside the Federation were already in a state of panic, and riots broke out.

At night, Ai Moye fell asleep uneasily to the sound of the news broadcast.

In the middle of the night, someone turned off the TV and carried Ai Moye, who was lying on the desk, to the bed.

The familiar clear pine snow scent lingered, and Ai Moye opened her eyes hazily, "Uncle Di..."

His palm blocked her eyes, blocking the glaring light, and Di Lie whispered, "It's okay, continue to sleep."

Ai Moye nestled in his arms, rubbed her head on his waist, and soon fell asleep again.

I thought it was just a dream. When Aimoye opened her eyes in the morning, she realized that there seemed to be someone next to her.

She was wondering if Jiya had come to sleep with her, but at this moment Mai Ma suddenly pushed the door open and said loudly, "Sister Ye Ye, you are taking online classes... ah ah, I'm sorry, I'm going to poke my eyes right away -"

With a bang, Mai Ma smashed the door and left.

Ai Moye rubbed her eyes, and then she realized that the person lying half beside him was actually a certain marshal who was supposed to be on the military satellite.

"...Uncle Di, didn't you tell me before you came?" Ai Moye awkwardly and sadly pulled up the shoulder strap that had fallen to her shoulders.

"I sent a message, but a certain kid didn't reply." Di Lie leaned on the bedside to read the message on the terminal. His slender legs couldn't be straightened on the bed, and he bent up in frustration.

Ai Moye quickly looked at her phone and said with black lines on her head, "Who is a good person who asks if someone has slept at 1:30 in the morning? I am a pregnant woman, and pregnant women cannot stay up late!"

Di Lie didn't take his eyes away from the terminal, and only rubbed Ai Moye's head.

Ai Moye lowered his head angrily, and his eyes suddenly froze.

The bed she had here was originally a single bed, which was very comfortable for one person to lie on, but with the tall marshal in the room, it seemed extra crowded.

In addition, the climate in the Gobi Prison is relatively hot, so she usually wears a sling to sleep. One night, when she rolled around, the shoulder straps fell off, and the hem of her skirt had already rolled up to her thighs.