Marie saw Zong Shen turn around with a smile on his face and beckon to the High-tier Agriculturalist Salome Lin Yu standing behind him.
"Salome Lin Yu, do you know what this crop is?"
Zong Shen waved the sweet potato vine in his hand, which made him unconsciously take a few steps forward.
The eyes of the Natural Druid narrowed slightly as he stared at the sweet potato vine, his gaze slowly sweeping over each leaf and vein, a thoughtful expression appearing on his face.
After a long silence of half a minute, he furrowed his eyebrows.
He bowed with some embarrassment and said.
"Please forgive me, my lord."
"In my memory and in the High-tier Agriculture Atlas, there is no such crop..."
"However, from it, I can sense a strong vitality."
Zong Shen smiled slightly, not surprised by this result.
Regardless of soldiers or technical talents, as long as they are recruited, their origins are different.
