"Automatic! Efficient!"
"The sooner the better!"
She paced back and forth like a trapped beast, growling at the void, completely immersed in her anxiety and "summoning".
Chen Yan silently followed and stood not far away. He heard Jiang Chan's whispers and saw her restless and uneasy appearance.
Combining what Old Man Sun had just said about threshing and grinding, he instantly understood what Jiang Chan was "muttering" about. It was that kind of "communication" again…
Chen Yan took a deep breath. This time, he didn't hesitate, nor did he feel embarrassed. He walked to Jiang Chan's side and said in a calm yet clear tone, "Miss Jiang, are you worried about the threshing and grinding?"
Jiang Chan turned around abruptly, staring intently at him.
Meeting her gaze, Chen Yan spoke calmly, as if stating a given fact: "Manual harvesting is inefficient and results in significant losses. Threshing and grinding are even more time-consuming and labor-intensive, unlikely to solve the immediate problem. If there were... if there were a 'miracle machine' that could automatically harvest and thresh, and even grind wheat grains into snow-white flour in an instant, only then could this predicament be resolved. Such a device is surely beyond human capability, only... a creation of nature."
His words were clear and logical, highlighting the predicament and "naturally" leading to the "divine artifact" that Jiang Chan longed for. He also cleverly used the "creation of nature" to pave the way for her "summoning".
A dazzling light flashed in Jiang Chan's eyes! This guy! He's practically a god-level support! She immediately followed Chen Yan's words and declared decisively to the sky: "Yes! A fully automatic harvesting, threshing, and grinding machine! Now! Immediately! Right now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, only the night wind and the chirping of insects filled the riverbank. Chen Yan looked at Jiang Chan expectantly.
One second… two seconds… just as Jiang Chan thought the “summoning” might fail and her anxiety was about to rise again—
【bite!】
That cold yet melodious electronic sound suddenly rang out like heavenly music!
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