It's been almost a month since they arrived here, and the dual torment of mind and body that Lu Yuan and Lu Yuan have been enduring is becoming unbearable for both of them.

However, it seems that a good opportunity has finally arrived.

Because they will begin harvesting today. These seeds are the first improved seeds, and the planting time and harvesting efficiency are much higher than usual.

However, due to the apocalypse, the soil here is not fertile enough. Although the crops grown here grow much faster, the harvest is not very good.

Since neither Lu Yuan nor Anna owned any land, they had to help others. This was a long-standing tradition: whoever didn't have land or finished harvesting first would go and help other families.

If you also own land, you can invite others to help you. Each time they help, you can receive some payment, such as ten or twenty kilograms of rice or flour.

Lu Yuan went down to the field with several neighbors, carrying a sickle. They were going to harvest a batch of wheat today. When they arrived, Lu Yuan looked at the golden wheat fields and his heart was filled with joy.

So, at the command, everyone began to swing their sickles.

Back in the dimensional space, Lu Yuan owned vast wheat fields, making him extremely efficient at his work. Coupled with his great strength and skill, he quickly cleared out entire fields. The others were left far behind.

They all looked amazed. Lu Yuan leaned against the side, threshing the wheat, and watched as the golden grains were packed into bags. He felt a surge of excitement.

However, after they had harvested all the wheat from that one acre of land, Lu Yuan felt something was amiss. He pointed to the three bags of wheat next to him and asked, "Hey, is it a bit too little that we only harvested three bags of wheat from this one acre?"

The people next to them shook their heads: "Huh? What's a little less? It's already quite a lot. We have to hand over half of the grain, and keep one and a half bags at home for our daily meals or to supplement the children's nutrition. The rest of the time we eat in the canteen, so why are we worried about whether it's enough? A little more or less is no problem!"

The others nodded in agreement. It seemed that they were planting these crops to supplement the army's food supplies. They had a minimum standard: how much land needed to be planted within a certain timeframe, and how much grain per mu (unit of land area) needed to be produced before the project was considered officially completed.

Lu Yuan looked at the three bags of wheat. There were only about 300 jin of wheat left. Such a small amount of wheat made Lu Yuan feel that the yield per mu was too low.

"Is this how wheat is grown here? Can one acre only yield these three bags of wheat?"

Everyone nodded in agreement, as if it were common sense: "That's right, one acre can only produce three bags of wheat. Otherwise, how much more can be planted?"

Lu Yuan was stunned after hearing this.

Back in the dimensional space, even without any improvements, the wheat grown on one acre of land would yield approximately 800 jin (about 400 kg).

On the other hand, the other side only produced 300 jin per mu, a reduction of more than half.

This is completely different from what I imagined.

"Didn't the higher-ups not make any improvements? This is still the improved wheat, and the yield is only 300 jin per mu. Isn't that too little? Don't they have any other solutions?"

The person next to him shrugged and said, "There are no solutions. The higher-ups have been researching it. They say there's a team of experts who's been working on improving the technology, but the results aren't very noticeable."

Every year we receive several orders to correct our crops. Basically, we plant whatever they tell us to plant. We get the experimental seeds, plant them, and if anything goes wrong, the higher-ups take responsibility; we don't have to do anything!

Lu Yuan secretly sensed that many of the rules in this place were not well-established, and these people seemed to be working for the government, unwilling to show their true abilities.

It seems that the people in the laboratory are the same. Although it is generally acknowledged that the soil is compacted and lacks nutrients, a yield of 300 jin per mu is still too low.

With a sense of peace in his heart, Lu Yuan suddenly understood his next research direction: improving grain seeds.

If we get better seeds, it will definitely attract the attention of those in power, and when it comes to selecting outstanding seeds, we'll have a better chance.

Once I win the award and move into my own little courtyard, I can finally escape this kind of life.

When Lu Yuan asked again about how to submit his own food supplies or research reports, everyone shook their heads with wry smiles.

"We don't have a research base, and we don't have experimental equipment? Don't be ridiculous, bro. Go back and get some sleep. You've been busy all day. By the way, whose problem is it between you and your wife? When are you going to have kids?"

When Lu Yuan heard the topic shift back to this, he sighed and decided not to argue with these people any further, otherwise they would definitely start to think of him as someone who was impotent.

After everyone finished their work, they all returned home.

Lu Yuan stayed in the room alone for a while. Anna watched Lu Yuan remain silent for a long time before suddenly speaking: "Is something wrong? You've been like this ever since you came home from outside!"

Lu Yuan nodded: "Yes, there are indeed some problems. If we want to do research, we need experimental equipment and statistical results!"

It seems I underestimated things before. Without these things, if we just take them out, people might misunderstand. So what should we do next?

After listening, Anna pondered for a while, then suddenly whispered in Lu Yuan's ear, "Do you have any magical seeds in your dimensional space? We can plant them directly to attract their attention, and then apply to enter the laboratory!"

Upon hearing his words, Lu Yuan felt his body stiffen for a long time before he turned to look at Anna and found her smiling at him.

"Alright, stop pretending. I can guess most of what's going on with you. I'm not stupid! Don't worry, I won't say a word. Even if someone holds a knife to my throat, I won't say a word."