Although he was thinking, his hands moved without slowing down.
After paving a large patch of fertile land, Luke glanced at Uvogin and Machi, who were still standing there in a daze.
"What are you still standing there for?! Hurry up and plant the rice seedlings!"
Uvogin: "...?"
Before he could react, Luke had already walked over to him and opened the seedling capsule in his hand.
Then he divided the seedlings into three, handing two portions to Uvogin and Machi, respectively.
"Just like this, plant the seedlings in the ground."
Luke even demonstrated, rolling up his trouser legs, stepping into the muddy rice field, and shoving the seedlings in.
Uvogin: "..."
They're really planting seedlings right there?!
Is there really such a thing in Meteor City?!
This completely contradicted Uvogin's lifelong survival strategies on Meteor City, and for the first time, it conflicted with his thinking.
So much so, he stared at the tiny seedlings in his hand, so small they could be grasped in one finger, and felt a bit lost.
"If you don't know what to do, just follow her and learn..."
Luke immediately noticed Uvogin's uncertainty and pointed at Machi beside him.
Machi…?
Uvogin instinctively glanced at his inseparable companion.
He saw Machi's thin figure already entering the rice field.
Although her technique was clumsy and unfamiliar, she imitated Luke's instructions and inserted the seedlings in her hand.
Uvogin was silent for a moment, then bared his teeth.
Isn't it just planting seedlings?!
If this silly boy and Machi can do it, why can't he, Uvogin?! Without hesitation, he stepped directly into the rice field.
"You're too big. Go plant over there."
"Plant accurately, don't plant them haphazardly!"
"Keep enough space between the seedlings, or they won't grow!"
Amidst Luke's scolding, Uvogin sweated profusely as he planted.
Under normal circumstances, if Luke had dared to speak to him in such a tone and manner, Uvogin guaranteed he would have twisted Luke's head off and shoved it under his butt.
But in this wondrous rice field, he simply obediently followed Luke's instructions and orders.
And so, despite the trio's crude and frantic work, the entire rice field was filled with... Relatively neatly planted seedlings.
"That will do for now."
Luke wiped the sweat from his face and turned to the two figures behind him, who were also covered in mud and looked like they had crawled out of a mud pit.
"In about two hours, it'll be ready to harvest."
Two hours...?
Machi, not even bothering to wipe the mud off her face, looked up at the artificial sun and dark clouds overhead.
Add to that the rice field and rice seedlings on the ground, and that strange sticky rice cake making machine...
This didn't seem like something a normal person could do.
Beside her, Uvogin, his back aching from bending over, stared intently at the rice field.
Although this kind of physical labor was nothing to him, it was his first time, especially under these strange circumstances, so he couldn't help but tense up.
However, the sight of the rice seedlings covering the ground and the fact that they would soon see results in two hours... Uvogin couldn't help but smile at the thought of planting the rice seedlings with his own hands.
For some reason, he felt exceptionally refreshed.
Though he didn't know the word sense of achievement, that was exactly what he was experiencing.
He and Machi both stared eagerly at the artificial sun and clouds above.
Thankfully, subsequent developments didn't disappoint them.
Originally, after Doraemon and Nobita had planted the rice seedlings, the seasonal control system malfunctioned.
The resulting rain from the dark clouds was minimal, and the heat from the artificial sun skyrocketed, drying the fields to the point of cracking.
While Doraemon was complaining about cheap goods, he ran downstairs and got a bucket of water from Nobita's mother, who was cleaning.
This finally resolved the drought crisis in the fields.
However, due to excessive watering, the dark clouds also released a large amount of water, threatening to rot the rice.
They also placed a sunny doll in the middle of the field, causing considerable trouble.
Now, with this set of farm equipment invented by Luke, such problems are eliminated.
The normal sunlight and the regular, moderate rainfall from dark clouds ensured the rice seedlings in the fields thrived.
This cycle continued for over an hour.
"They have grown taller?!"
Uvogin and Machi watched the rice grow at a visible pace.
Very soon, the green stalks began sprouting ears of grain, gradually ripening and turning golden.
Normally, before harvest, locust eggs hidden in the rice would hatch, requiring human intervention.
However, after Luke's invention, even the eggs were eliminated.
Well, if a swarm of locusts really appeared, Uvogin and Machi might not even need to eat sticky rice cakes, but roasted locusts instead.
Just like that, two hours flew by.
A golden sea of ripe rice stretched before their eyes.
The heavy, full grain heads bowed down, nearly bending the stalks under their weight!