“By the way.”

"These plants are made of fertilizers you need, and you can see that they grow very well."

Sauron was very sensitive to the unnatural moment of Sauron, but he didn't ask much, after all, the other party was just an employment relationship with him. The wizard's research hobby was very special, and as long as it was not a dangerous move, it was within Sauron's tolerance. He had dealt with wizards from the Necrotic Sect before. Compared with those wizards who studied corpses all day long, Sauron's little hobby was nothing. So he got up and entered the room, and immediately saw a lot of bottles and jars, and many glass test tubes.

For a moment.

It actually made him feel like he entered a chemistry laboratory.

alchemy.

A field that covers potions, enchantments, engineering, magical construction, etc., and even soul shaping is within the scope of alchemy.

It belongs to a very profound field of research.

There were three apprentices in the laboratory busy, and there was a bulky clay golem beside it. This clay golem seemed very dull, as if it had not injected into its soul, but just stood next to it with a strange tool.

"Please see, please!"

Saruman took out a box containing something that was the size of particles, smelling a urea-like smell. He reached out and touched his beard, and smiled, "This is what you want. I've tested it and it works well for any plant."

Sauron twisted one and observed it.

This is a bit different from the fertilizer he remembers, but it is roughly not too far. Using struvite to convert it into fertilizer is not a very high-end process.

He gently let it go back and said in a deep voice: "How is the yield?"

"This!..." Saruman's face suddenly felt a little embarrassed when he heard this, his voice lowered a little, and he said, "The yield per day is probably that much."

Sauron couldn't help but frown and said, "No. Too little!"

How much can there be in this box?

The amount of land he needed to reclaim was quite large, and there were nearly a thousand slaves responsible for cultivating the land. This yield could not meet the needs of cultivated land at all.

"I know!"

Upon hearing this, Saruman quickly said, "I am trying to modify the alchemy tool. If it succeeds, the output will increase a lot."

"Yes." Sauron nodded, patted his shoulder and ordered: "I will increase the yield as soon as possible. My requirement is not only to meet the needs of cultivated land here, but also to hope that it can become a commodity."

"I think you should understand."

Saruman nodded seriously and promised: "At the end of the month, the output will meet your requirements."

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(ps: The camp has developed to this day and is close to a town, so it needs to be named. Futu couldn't think of a suitable name, so he could only ask you for the name of a city. If anyone has thought of it, he can leave a message in the book review area.)
Chapter completed!