Forget it, let’s not talk about it anymore. If you say too much, it’s a warning for female punches.

Come back to your senses.

Looking at the cornfield in front of him, Zhang Nan picked up the radio intercom and said:

"Fergus, drive your truck and I'm going to start."

"Yes, boss."

Behind the side and back of the harvester, in the cockpit of an agricultural transport vehicle, a strong man with brown hair and blue eyes said to the walkie-talkie in a less standard summer speech.

His name is Fergus, 33 years old, an indigenous native of Xuanmeng Continent. He has followed Zhang Nan for five years and has held multiple positions. He is not only one of the few workers on the farm who have mastered agricultural machinery driving, but also Kong Wu is powerful and is also the bodyguard captain responsible for Zhang Nan's daily safety. He is loyal and honest and trusted.

Boom Boom Boom Boom~

Engine starts.

The combine harvester spreads its five-meter-long iron arm and enters the corn field at a speed of about twenty kilometers per hour. The rapidly rotating drum cutter rolls into rows of corn poles, and then goes through the chopping, threshing, screening and other processes to directly turn into golden corn grains and gather in the upper cargo bucket.

This harvester is very efficient and can complete 150 acres of corn harvesting tasks per hour.
Chapter completed!