God of Technology: Creating the Internet in Another World-Chapter 436: These Magic Conductors Are Pretty Good Too!

"I’ll have people weigh this pig right now, then slaughter it for everyone to see."

Viscount Roster waited quite a while before slowly speaking.

At these words, the people who’d been stuck in shock, not knowing what to say, were jolted awake.

Each one couldn’t help gasping.

The situation here really had completely exceeded their imagination.

"If everyone’s worried that only these few pigs raised on the outside are like this, there’s no need. Whichever one you want to slaughter, slaughter it. Everyone can pick randomly anywhere in this farm."

Viscount Roster continued raising the stakes: "I imagine everyone’s already seen—for convenient breeding, we’ve divided all areas in the farm into small sections of 1.5 square meters each."

"Each small section has one Long White Pig. Everyone can choose at will. Currently this farm of ours is raising a total of 45,000 pigs."

These traditional nobles clearly couldn’t understand the unit of square meters, since this was measurement the Church of Technology had only recently started using.

But they weren’t blind. In an instant they understood roughly how much 1.5 square meters was.

But the more they understood, the more shocked they felt.

You had to know, this farm’s footprint reached about 100 acres.

1.5 square meters meant one pig... just too shocking.

Just needing this tiny bit of space could raise 45,000 pigs.

Another number that exceeded their understanding.

If everything was really as Viscount Roster said, didn’t that mean this farm, in 160 days, could raise over 6.3 million pounds of meat!?

Over 6.3 million pounds of meat!

Really an astronomical number.

Could all the people across the entire continent combined eat this much meat in a year?

If it were the past, probably barely!

Southern Development Corporation had ten farms like this!

Didn’t that mean Southern Development Corporation could produce over 63 million pounds of meat in 160 days?

Count it twice a year—that’d be 126 million pounds of meat!

Enough for everyone in this world to eat one or two pounds of meat.

Terrifying!

The key was, raising this many pigs didn’t seem to put much pressure on Southern Development Corporation.

You could even say there was basically no pressure at all!

So how many pigs would they raise in the future?

No, wait!

Fresh meat was very difficult to transport. Couldn’t be sent to very, very far places.

So that’s why Viscount Roster chose to disperse these farms across various regions.

Which meant even if Southern Development Corporation continued expanding scale in the future, they couldn’t enter other places’ markets. At most they’d provide some cured meat, ham, and such.

The fresh meat market would only be controlled by them, these landed nobles.

In other words, their opportunity had come.

Even if raising pigs caused pork prices to drop, it would definitely be way higher than directly selling grain.

As for pork’s taste, they’d long since ignored it.

For great nobles like them who ate meat every day, pork definitely wasn’t tasty.

But for those who hadn’t eaten meat in a year, or even a lifetime?

That would absolutely be a delicacy.

Forget giving them normal meat—extract the oil from the pig’s body, give it to them, and having them add just a tiny bit of oil to every meal would probably make them unable to help getting excited.

After all, these nobles just roughly scanned around, then still focused their gaze on the pig Viscount Roster had pointed at initially: "Let’s slaughter this one!"

Viscount Roster nodded, signaling the workers to operate.

A worker quickly went up and directly drove that pig out of the pen, walking toward a small door not far away.

Everyone followed closely behind.

When entering inside, a beam of light swept over them.

"This is also a magic conductor. Only through this light can we ensure the pork is 100% safe."

Viscount Roster casually explained, then walked inside.

The other nobles didn’t say anything either.

Viscount Roster was right there with them—nothing would go wrong.

Besides, Viscount Roster had no reason to do anything to them.

Everyone thought they’d see a butcher bleeding and slaughtering this pig, but unexpectedly, that worker directly drove it out and herded it into a corridor.

Then they saw the pig didn’t need to move itself at all—it was transported forward by the moving floor.

The next moment, an electric arc flashed and that pig directly passed out.

Then the unconscious pig continued moving forward.

Next they saw the magic-powered machinery on both sides of this passage automatically start operating, slaughtering and dismantling the pig.

Before long, the pig had been completely dismantled, with every part clearly distinguished.

Watching this, the nobles were dumbfounded.

They thought about it for a moment and understood the significance.

Forget everything else—just talk about this one farm, directly raising over 40,000 pigs. If people did the slaughtering, one person could slaughter two or three a day. Even very skilled people who’d done this work their whole lives probably couldn’t reach ten. How many people or how much time would it take to slaughter them all?

But a magic-powered machine like this was different.

You just needed to drive the pigs in, and the magic machinery would slaughter all the pigs passing through.

Killing one seemed to take a long time, but what if pigs kept passing through continuously without stopping?

You just needed to wait this long at the front, and after that, basically however long it took to drive them in was how long it took to finish slaughtering one.

"Worthy of Viscount Roster indeed, considering things so comprehensively."

"This is considering every aspect of the entire breeding process."

"Never thought even the slaughter afterward was prepared so comprehensively. Feels like you could directly transplant the entire farm to other places."

"The Church of Technology is really going to change the world!"

"..."

These nobles finally couldn’t hold back the shock in their hearts and started discussing with each other directly.

On the invitation card Viscount Roster sent inviting them over, he’d written this was an opportunity to change the world. They hadn’t taken it seriously.

Now they were more convinced of this point than anyone.

This really was going to change the world!

"Viscount Roster, may I ask how can we obtain Long White Pig piglets?" Finally a noble couldn’t sit still and spoke up to ask Viscount Roster.

"Inviting everyone here naturally means I’m willing to provide Long White Pig piglets. Not only that, complete farm solutions can also be provided, and the farms also come in large, medium, and small specifications. Can definitely meet everyone’s needs."

Viscount Roster said with a friendly face: "But before that, I’d like to first invite everyone to join me in sharing and eating this Long White Pig."

"That way, everyone can have a deeper understanding of this divinely-given Long White Pig."