Chapter 188: Solving the Case (Please urge for more updates and 5-star reviews)
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"Alas, we live so close to each other. If we can't communicate more and each isolate ourselves, it won't be long before estrangement and conflict arise. Even if peace can be achieved through the efforts of both sides, it will be an extremely short-lived peace."
Ganfor continued to explain earnestly, hoping that the chief could understand what he meant.
"Since soil can give birth to plants and island clouds can cultivate plants, why don't you dig some soil back and plant the plant seeds in the soil, wait for them to take root and sprout, and when they grow big enough, transplant them to island clouds for cultivation, and the soil can be used to sow seeds again, and the cycle will continue like this, right? And you've been talking about the importance of soil for a long time, but I see that you have occupied such a large island for hundreds of years, but you haven't developed the land or planted anything?"
After listening for a long time, Gel couldn't help but raise his long-standing doubts, "Look at the aunties next door, they put a few foam boxes of soil on the balcony, and they have endless fruits and vegetables all year round. You not only have an entire island, but you can also grow plants on the island. The population is so small, why do you talk as if you are starving to death?"
The two old men looked at each other. They were the most powerful people in the world, but they were not dissatisfied with the sudden interruption of their important discussion by a young man like Gel. Instead, they frowned at Gel and asked in unison:
"What is a seed? And what is planting?"
Now it was Geer's turn to be fooled. He frowned and asked:
"So how do you usually grow plants that can be eaten?"
Ganfor was the first to speak:
"You mean God-given? These plants can only be born on the holy land of Siba. After we find these magical plants given by God, we will transplant them to the island cloud and wait for them to grow and bear fruit. It has always been like this. Is there something wrong?"
Gel looked at the chief beside him with surprise, and found that he actually nodded and thought that the other party was right.
"Snapped!"
Gel slapped his forehead.
The case is finally solved!
Good guy!
It turns out that this group of people didn’t know how to grow crops at all. They just found edible plants on the island and transplanted them to the island cloud for cultivation. The Sky Islanders were not plant producers, but just nature’s porters!
Gel was about to swear, but after thinking carefully, he realized that there was no soil or plants in the sky, and the probability of an island being washed up into the sky by ocean currents was extremely small. In millions of years, the only time half of Gaya Island was washed up into the sky was 400 years ago. Therefore, it was reasonable that the people of Sky Island did not know how to farm.
So they regard the soil and the plants growing on the soil as gifts from God. This seems to explain why the Sky Islanders have occupied Arpaiado for hundreds of years but have never developed it. They have just allowed the plants on the island to grow wildly and forbade ordinary people to set foot on it. Perhaps it is to prevent people from "disturbing" the birth of useful plants on Spar?
No one can set foot on the holy land, let alone one or two primitive botanists who would observe and summarize the growth patterns of plants out of curiosity. The plants transplanted to the island cloud may not produce seeds or the seeds may not take root and sprout directly on the island cloud for some reason.
Due to many coincidences, the people of Sky Island have survived like this for hundreds of years, and they are grateful to the gods for occasionally finding a few useful plants on the island. Gel can only sigh that ignorance makes people happy.
As the indigenous Shandia people who originally lived in Qinghai, they probably knew how to farm before, but as soon as they arrived in the sky, a war broke out with the Sky Island people. After the defeat, they suffered heavy casualties. The only remaining survivors fled from Arpaiado and wandered around in the sea of clouds. They often had to face the encirclement and suppression of successive Sky Island rulers, leading a nomadic life. It was even more impossible for them to continue to engage in farming. They have not returned to the soil for four hundred years and have lived on fishing in the sky sea. Their farming technology should have been lost long ago.
It seems that their prototype is the Polynesian people who cut down the last palm tree in the Easter Island civilization, so this situation fits the setting perfectly.
Gel was too lazy to explain in detail to them. He directly bought a dozen basic books on encouraging and helping farmers from the system, and slapped one copy on Ganfor and the chief's faces, saying with disdain:
"You are already so old, but you don't even know how to farm. Ignorance is not terrible. What is terrible is that you don't want to make progress. You only know how to fight with a bunch of brothers all day long. You are really unworthy of being the head of the clan. You still know how to read, right? Go back and read more books first. After you finish reading these books, we can talk about your plans for the two clans in the future."
Several Shandia warriors who were too close heard Captain Gel's barrage of attacks on the two leaders, and they were so scared that they quickly moved away.
Ganfor picked up one of the books and flipped through a few pages at random. His eyes widened and he stood there in a daze, unable to move.
"This! This is it?"
He couldn't help but sigh. The book introduced in detail how to farm from various aspects such as weather, geographical location, field system, sowing, tillage, irrigation, manure, etc. The impact of these knowledge, which he had never been exposed to, on his inherent cognition was so great, just like a lifelong theist suddenly saw conclusive evidence that there is no god when he is in his seventies or eighties.
"What is it? Watch carefully and learn it well. Don't just attribute it to God's gift when you encounter something you don't understand. Aren't you also called God? What magic can you do? What treasure can you conjure up? Tell me yourself."
Ganfor was speechless after being scolded by Geer, his face turned red and black, and finally he could only swallow his anger, shut his mouth and continue reading the book in his hand.
Seeing him like this, the chief was also very curious. He hurriedly picked up a book and flipped through it. Then his reaction was exactly the same as the previous one, but he was also afraid of being scolded by Gel, so he covered his mouth with his hands in advance and did not make any sounds such as "hmm" or "ah".
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