God of Technology: Creating the Internet in Another World-Chapter 400: The Impact Starts to Spread

Even the core members of Roster territory in the convoy were shocked after seeing this scene!

They honestly hadn’t expected that this harvest would mobilize so many of the largest-sized harvesters.

Forget anything else, just this setup alone was incredibly impressive to look at.

If they were reacting like this, how could the viewers in the livestream not have any reaction?

People who’d been shocked by the huge yield of one acre instantly had their attention shifted after seeing this scene.

"Oh my God!"

"Those harvesters are huge!"

"So many harvesters, this setup is kind of terrifying!"

"They’re planning to have all these harvesters working together? This is... hard to imagine, so hard to imagine!"

"Why are there magic-powered trucks following behind each of those huge harvesters?"

"I just feel like something I can’t even imagine is about to happen!"

"Anyway, I’m really looking forward to what happens next."

Amid countless people’s excited discussions, the harvesters all parked in their pre-planned positions.

At a single command, these harvesters instantly started up.

After the first harvester moved forward a few meters, the second harvester started up. The harvesting areas of the two harvesters actually overlapped a little bit, ensuring all the grain would be harvested.

Then the third, the fourth—all of them started moving forward following this pattern.

Countless grains were quickly harvested under the rollers at the front of the harvesters. Then, various processing steps happened right on the vehicle, and finally, grain after grain shot out from the back.

Conveniently, the magic-powered trucks following behind these vehicles caught all the grain.

Watching this scene, plenty of people’s pupils shrank.

Lots of people knew about harvesters.

Previous harvesters—the super small ones could just quickly harvest, while some harvesters could collect the grain after harvesting, but storage capacity was limited.

But this time?

The situation was completely different.

These harvesters didn’t store anything themselves.

That actually saved some time.

Wherever they passed, all the grain would be harvested, then processed through a series of runes inside the vehicle to this stage, then the magic-powered trucks behind directly caught it.

After the magic-powered vehicle filled up, the next one could quickly take its place, and that magic-powered vehicle could transport it back directly.

If they set up a processing tower made of drying runes at the granary, they could even put it straight into storage...

Two magic-powered vehicles plus one of these harvesters—they could probably easily do several hundred acres in a day.

The efficiency was horrifyingly incredible.

Many people couldn’t quite process it for a moment. Who knows how many people were shocked speechless.

But right then, at Viscount Roster’s signal, the convoy leader actually handed the livestream camera to a magician.

The next moment, the magician took to the air. In the sky, watching these countless harvesters advancing side by side, with dense grain constantly being harvested on the ground, the scene became even more spectacular.

Rising into the air, standing up high, it seemed like everything around was golden.

There was just so, so much grain.

The scale of planting, viewed from the sky, was way more spectacular than looking at it from the ground.

What was even more shocking was this:

Countless harvesters raced through this grain field, and wherever they passed, all the grain would be instantly harvested.

As the camera kept rising higher, the people below gradually became as small as ants. But the more you compared like this, the more shocking the harvesting scene became.

"This... just how much grain did Knight Roster plant?"

"Why does it feel like compared to this grain field, even the surrounding castles look like tiny black dots?"

"What’s even more terrifying are these harvesters. Even if we threw all our family’s serfs out there, we probably couldn’t match the efficiency of one harvester."

"The Church of Technology is just too scary, way too scary. I feel like the original order of this world is being completely overturned!"

"I can’t even imagine how much grain the Southern Development Corporation can actually produce!"

Countless people were deeply shocked by this scene.

And at this moment.

In the heartland of the Gray Fort Empire.

In the Emerson family castle.

The head of the Emerson family was trembling all over.

The Emerson family was the largest grain-growing family in the Gray Fort Empire, and also the largest grain-growing family in the world.

Their family owned huge farms, with cultivated land area alone reaching over 14.6 million acres, and they kept over 400,000 serfs!

Even more terrifying, their family’s farms were all in one basin, and the vast majority of the cultivated land was flat, very suitable for irrigation and harvesting.

"Father, if we could purchase large quantities of harvesters—no, and other agricultural magic-powered machinery too—we could definitely save a lot of labor and a lot of costs. Add this new grain variety on top of that, and I can hardly imagine how much grain our family will produce next year!"

Hearing his heir’s words, Patriarch Emerson’s expression became extremely ugly. "What’s the use of producing more?"

"Of course it’s useful. More production means more money, and we can also..."

Patriarch Emerson showed an expression of disappointment. "If it was just increasing by ten or twenty percent, or even thirty or fifty percent, that would be fine. There are way too many lowlifes in this world, way too many slaves who don’t have food to eat."

"That extra production could still be absorbed, there would still be some people who couldn’t eat their fill."

"But can we still think like that when it increases by this many times?"

"Originally our family only produced about 5.8 billion pounds of grain per year, which at most lets 20 million people eat their fill. Under current conditions, it keeps 30 million people from starving to death."

"But what if our whole family plants this new grain? Just the flour we could produce would reach 25 billion pounds, we could easily feed 80 million people!"

"Does the Gray Fort Empire even have that many people?"

"Are we expecting to sell this grain to other countries? Won’t the nobles of other countries plant this new grain variety too?"

"All this extra grain—there aren’t that many people to eat it. Are we supposed to throw it in the granary and wait for it to rot? Don’t we still have to keep producing the year after next?"

"When there’s more grain on the market than demand, I want to sell grain, and so does the John family next door. If I say 5 copper coins per pound, you better believe he’ll dare to shout out 4 copper coins!"

"Because whoever’s price is lower gets to sell their grain, and whoever’s price is higher has theirs rotting in the field."

"I can’t even imagine what the reaction will be next year if everyone plants this new grain everywhere."

"Before, I could comfort myself thinking maybe it’s really difficult to grow, maybe it’s really difficult to harvest, maybe... but now? With this kind of agricultural magic-powered machinery working together, what difficulty is there to speak of?"