Chương 357: She Spoils Me So Much

Upon hearing Thranduil's request, Roland almost burst out laughing.

All that worrying turned out to be just a request for high-yield crop breeding technology.

In fact, Roland never intended to keep the breeding technology to herself.

This thing isn't hybridization technology from Earth; its technological content is close to zero. It relies purely on magical power to make the giant brick fly.

With a simple cast of magic, the Tree Lady completed a breeding process that would take hundreds of years on Earth in just one week. In addition, the crops from this other world possessed some magical properties, such as the ability to absorb fire elements to increase yield.

A series of coincidences combined to create the astonishing agricultural miracle of the Roland Group.

Even without Roland, perhaps decades or centuries later, some native NPC from another world will discover this overlooked technology.

The strict secrecy surrounding the greenhouse throughout the year was to establish a first-mover advantage in the food industry.

Today, the Roland Group boasts advanced food technology and a unique production line design, which is a significant advantage.

Market dominance is almost a monopoly, which is a double victory.

Having mastered the formula for the alchemical additives used in sheep farming, this is a triple victory.

The application of the latest plastic packaging technology significantly improves product shelf life and transportation convenience, which is a four-fold advantage.

With the stunningly beautiful spokesperson, Roland Kahn, this is the fifth victory.

The plant, Nana, is a bountiful tree spirit, raised internally, and fed with Roland honey to accelerate its growth, resulting in a full harvest halo – a true six-fold victory.

……

The Roland Group is a perpetual winner and the best choice, having long been an invincible force in the food industry.

Even if the breeding technology is disseminated, others can only compete with the Roland Group for raw materials.

Oh, no need for competition.

Because Roland will buy their raw materials, and the factory's production lines and machines are desperately in need of supplies.

All in all, the advantage is with me!

Roland's mind was racing with the group's data reports, and she felt that the situation was very favorable. She couldn't imagine how she could lose; the word "win" filled her mind.

In high spirits, her big eyes narrowed slightly, and her pupils gradually turned into an alluring heart shape.

Seeing Roland standing silently on the sofa in a daze, Thranduil mistakenly thought Roland was angry.

While the Moon Maid was cutting fruit, the little saintess quietly reached out and tugged at Roland's sleeve across the coffee table.

"Sister Roland... Miss, please don't be angry."

"I will definitely make it up to you, and the church will not treat you unfairly... I really need the technology for high-yield crops."

Roland snapped out of her daze and saw Thranduil looking at her like a little sister, tilting her chin up and blinking her big, watery eyes. She chuckled.

"If you want it, then I'll give it to you."

"Miss Roland, I know you're not happy about this, but high-yield crops are far too important. They are crucial to the collection of faith, the common people, and even the development of the entire church."

"Moreover, your high-yield technology has been leaked. I received intelligence that the Church of Vulcan has already planted high-yield fire wheat in the south, and that spotted hyena named Shakawien brought a sample of the high-yield fire wheat."

Thranduil never expected Roland to agree so readily. He was still tugging at Roland's sleeve, trying to persuade her, his expression conflicted and troubled.

It took Thranduil a long time to react, his mouth slightly agape in disbelief, his big eyes wide open.

Did Roland just agree?

Thranduil's blank and silly expression was quite adorable.

From Roland's perspective, she was almost indistinguishable from a ten-year-old girl named Renee.

For a moment, Roland felt like teasing her.

She glanced sideways at the Moon Maid who was preparing a fruit platter, condensed milk, and salt, then grabbed Thranduil's hand.

Her fingers lightly traced Thranduil's palm before she released her grip before the Moon Maid noticed.

"Thran, snap out of it."

"I have already agreed to hand over the breeding technology to you."

"Oh... oh oh!"

Thranduil was still somewhat dazed, the touch of Roland's fingers still lingering on her palm. Doing such a thing under the watchful eyes of the Moon Maid made the tips of her long ears burn a little.

"Miss Roland, please don't call me that. You should call me Your Highness."

"Yue is still here!"

Serandil quickly whispered a reminder before returning to the topic of breeding techniques.

"Miss Roland, you... you... how could you agree so quickly?"

"Isn't this good?"

Roland tilted her head slightly, her smile unchanged.

"You really want this technology, don't you?"

Thranduil was stunned.

What a maternal smile.

What a gentle tone.

What a gentle and beautiful woman.

It was as if she had returned to the day when she played with Roland. Roland would eat whatever she wanted to eat, and Roland would secretly take her to play whatever she wanted to play.

This breeding technology must have been developed by Roland at great expense.

But just because she said "I really need it," Roland gave it to her so easily.

Ugh……

From childhood to adulthood, she was educated by royal mentors.

"If you want it, go get it yourself."

"Opportunities don't fall from the sky, and they don't fall into the hands of the incompetent."

For nearly thirty years, only the elven wet nurse has unconditionally given her love and material support, even if that support is as cheap as a piece of apple candy.

Now, it seems there are two people.

Seran felt a lump in her throat and muttered, pretending not to care.

"Why do you spoil me like this? That's agricultural technology that could change the world, and you don't care at all?"

Seeing Thranduil's reaction, Roland immediately thought of the words "tsundere" and "aloof."

The arrogant one has retired from the environment!

Watch as I teach this arrogant little elf a lesson.

Roland's desire to tease the child was at an all-time high. He narrowed his eyes slightly and leaned closer to Thranduil's face.

"Because I care more about you."