Moonlight, like water, streamed through the well-like hanging window, silently filling the small house.
The faint virtual scroll appeared even more sacred under the moonlight.
Irene sat beside the soft couch, tilting her head to look towards the window, where two mallows grew; one had spiral leaves, and the other had broad leaves.
When her teacher cultivated these two types of mallows, she asked for two seeds and planted them on the windowsill.
There was no particular reason, she just wanted to plant them; seeing them when she woke up made her feel very comfortable and secure.
This was the first time she had felt this way since her mother passed away.
She withdrew her gaze and looked at the virtual scroll.
"Lady Irene, thank you, you are truly a great benefactor!"
"Sister Irene, can I learn Wood Spirit magic? I heard it's a special type of magic, is it particularly difficult?"
"Every winter, people in our town die from mallow diarrhea.
This year, it seems no one will starve to death anymore.
On behalf of the town, thank you, Lady Irene."
Irene smiled faintly as she read these comments.
After a brief thought, she clicked on the message board and began editing the 'Owner's Message' section:
[Thank you everyone for your concern.
I want to clarify two things:
First, although the non-toxic mallow was cultivated by me, the mutagenic cultivation of the two types of mallow was actually completed by my mentor, Mr. Ajev.
Second, please don't thank me.
I am really not as amazing as you say.
This is all Mr. Ajev's credit.
It was he who taught me the most profound knowledge of Wood Spirit magic.
All of this is his credit.
Also, I'll secretly tell everyone that Mr. Ajev has been researching improvements to major crops, including black grain, yellow rice, millet, panicled millet, broomcorn millet, black-skinned stems...
Some of these projects have already achieved breakthrough progress.
I can't reveal the specifics, but what I can say is that doubling their per-mu yield is not a problem.
In my opinion, Mr. Ajev is the real hero.
He is the God of Agriculture!
Mallow is just a wild vegetable that Mr. Ajev didn't care for, which is why I, a magic apprentice, used it for practice and was lucky enough to achieve some results.
Please don't praise me too highly!
Mr. Ajev said that food is the most important thing for the people; having a full belly is the real truth.
I believe it won't be long before no one eats mallow anymore.
It will become food for livestock.
I eagerly await this day!]
After editing, Irene read it through carefully, confirmed there were no typos, and then clicked confirm.
The moment she clicked the confirm button, her heart instantly relaxed, and a sense of clarity flooded her mind!
Recently, her mind had been severely impacted.
From obtaining the Purple Snow Wood staff; to becoming Mr. Ajev's assistant; then to the knowledge of Wood Spirit magic completely different from the Empire's; then to March's Make things difficult; and Mr. Ajev's furious outburst; and finally to the current situation of being renowned throughout the world.
To be honest, if she hadn't experienced so much hardship since childhood and had a resilient character, she might have changed drastically and become arrogant long ago.
It wasn't until now, after writing that paragraph, that her thoughts suddenly became clear, and she realized that everything she had was because of Mr. Ajev's appearance.
If she were to indulge in it, she would only bring trouble upon herself.
It is better to be a simple magic apprentice, follow her teacher, diligently study Wood Spirit magic, and strive to one day be able to worry about the world like her teacher!
Having thought this, she closed the internet, lay down on the soft couch, looked at the mallows on the windowsill, and then closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
That night, she slept exceptionally soundly.
In her dream, her mother chopped up the broad-leaf mallow, mixed it with a small amount of black grain flour, and cooked a large pot of dough drop soup.
She ate it so sweetly and felt so full.
...
Irene didn't know that while she slept soundly, the internet of the Kvir Empire was in shock because of her words, causing countless people to stay awake all night.
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...
In the only mercenary tavern in Buck Town, a chorus of toasts rang out in unison: "To the eternally beautiful Lady Irene!"
"Bang!"
"Oh yeah!"
"Long live Lady Irene!"
After the toasts came the chaotic clinking of glasses, strange shouts, and various nonsensical ramblings.
Looking closely, most of those toasting were a group of mercenaries who lived by the sword.
It was not easy to earn the genuine respect of this group of people!
But Irene did it.
In the eyes of the world, mercenaries symbolize chaos, freedom, rebelliousness, rootlessness, and greed...
But most people don't know that mercenaries are also people, and most of them often come from farming backgrounds.
Unless they are desperate, who would be willing to live by the sword?
Precisely because they come from farming backgrounds, they often understand the hardships of farmers the most and know the importance of mallow.
This is a wild vegetable that can save lives, even though it is poisonous.
Now a magic apprentice has removed its toxicity.
What does this mean?
"Crash!"
Someone suddenly stood up, knocking over tables and chairs and sweeping glasses to the floor.
But he didn't care about any of that, his old face flushed red as he roared, "Quick, quick, Irene... Irene..."
"What happened to Irene?"
"Hahaha, did a cup of piss make your tongue swell, Gar?"
A group of mercenaries jeered.
Gar's old face was flushed red, and it took him a while to straighten his tongue: "Irene... she she she spoke in her private space, quick look, quick look..."
"What? Irene spoke?"
"My old mother!"
"Great being from the Azure Star, you are the master of language and words... Hey, what comes next? Damn it, I drank too much, I... I I forgot."
"My heavens, Lady Irene really left a message!"
The tavern instantly became a scene of chaos.
Some people were so drunk their tongues were twisted and they couldn't even recite the prayer;
Some fumbled to log onto the internet, but because they were unfamiliar with the functions, they couldn't find Irene's personal space for a long time;
And some, who couldn't read a single word, anxiously rushed towards the person who had summoned the internet scroll;
"Hey, hey, what did Lady Irene say, read it to me?"
The illiterate ones urged repeatedly.
"What are you urging for? Don't talk, let me finish reading!"
"My old mother, I said how could Irene, a magic apprentice, create non-toxic mallow.
It turns out there's another expert behind her."
"Who knows who Ajev is?"
"I remember, isn't he the mage lord who summoned a giant to avenge Irene?"
"Yes, yes, yes, it's him!"
"My heavens, it turns out Lady Irene is just Ajev's student, and Ajev is the real hero!"
"According to Lady Irene, our grain yield will double in the future?"
"It seems that's the meaning!"
"It definitely is.
Even a magic apprentice can make mallow non-toxic and create two types.
Her teacher behind her must be even more amazing!"
"If everything Lady Irene said is true, then Ajev can truly bear the title of God of Agriculture!"
"Putting everything else aside, Lord Ajev is truly virtuous and highly respected.
Lady Irene said it herself, she only cultivated the non-toxic mallow, and both the spiral-leaf and broad-leaf types were cultivated by Ajev, but he gave the credit to Irene.
It is truly Irene's luck to meet such a mentor!"
"Isn't that right?
I remember when I was an apprentice, my master took all the credit for the work I did.
Which master would help their apprentice like that?"
"Ah, what exactly is going on? Don't just chat, tell me!"
Those who could read had already started discussing, while those who couldn't were still scratching their heads.
The tavern completely boiled over at this moment.
Similar scenes were also playing out in countless places.
The name of Ajev is bound to be famous throughout the world!