Ranch Story: Start Over

Seeing that Zhuokak was exhausted, his face was pale, and his thin body was gasping for breath, Feng Qingyang supported Zhuokak, and grabbed the golden cudgel with his other hand. Feng Qingyang just casually pointed it at the ground, and a small hole was made.

Seeing Feng Qingyang's behavior, Zhuokake couldn't help but say:

"Grandpa Feng, this golden cudgel seems to be quite destructive. How about I use it to farm?"

"Of course you can, but Zhuoka, you can't inject any more magic power. Just tap the ground normally. That's what I did just now. The destructive power of this weapon is no less than the axe I gave Feng Ling."

Feng Qingyang casually tapped the ground with the golden cudgel again. This time he used less force, but even so, circles of soil rippled on the surface of the mud.

At this moment, Gast's admiration for Feng Ling was beyond words. If alchemy was a technical job, then the quality of the tools produced by alchemy was an important criterion for comparing the levels of various alchemists.

There are many famous people behind Gast, but even for them, after so much time, just from what Gast has seen, no one has ever seen anyone being able to refine equipment of this level.

Before leaving, Feng Ling had told Gast to remember to record the ore consumption for him, because Feng Ling was also preparing to refine other things, so he filled the alchemy furnace with ore. When Gast walked to the observation port of the alchemy furnace to check the internal material storage, it was empty.

"Brother, what are you looking at?"

"Little sister, before Brother Feng left, he asked me to help him check how much materials he had consumed. Look, it has been completely emptied. After Brother Feng finished refining all the materials, he was able to refine this weapon. I think it's pretty good."

"I think so too. I remember that the minerals that Brother Feng poured in were all those he dug up today. Thinking about it this way, this alchemy furnace is really too powerful. Brother, do you want to consider asking them to refine one?"

Gast shook his head. He was a family member and was more familiar with his own situation. Not to mention that he owed a favor to others, if the refining failed, it would be a complete waste. Besides, his own alchemy level was still very low. There was no need for him to envy others and then make one himself.

Now, he wants to learn more from Feng Ling. Feng Ling has also been to the Mechanical Civilization Continent. From the looks of it, he seems to have stayed there longer and learned more, so Gast is determined to learn from Feng Ling.

After checking that the alchemy furnace was fine, the brother and sister turned to look at Feng Qingyang, Zhuo Kak and the others. As for Master Lu Zhiyan, there was nothing he could do. The golden cudgel simply did not listen to him. No matter how he shouted and commanded, the weight of the golden cudgel prevented him from swinging it. Only Zhuo Kak danced with great power.

Feng Qingyang expressed his own judgment:

"The grade of this stick should be between the extraordinary grade of holy weapon and excellent."

It was the first time that Gast heard the term: Extraordinary. What level was this? He had never heard of it before. After Feng Qingyang took the golden hoop from Zhuokak and swung it a few times, as his hand speed increased, the space seemed to be torn apart.

"Supernormal, every time an alchemy furnace refines any weapon, equipment, or item, there is an unprecedented chance that it will refine supernormal equipment. These equipment have the ability to upgrade, and can improve their own grade by devouring things that are slightly lower than themselves or similar weapons. Therefore, this kind of refined supernormal equipment will be auctioned at an unimaginable price. After so many years, supernormal equipment has not appeared on the market for a long time, right?"

Seeing Feng Qingyang's emotional expression, Gast nodded. As a regular customer who paid close attention to the Principality's top auction house, Gast liked to find inspiration for himself through the artworks on the list, so he was very familiar with the weapons on the list. As Feng Qingyang said, there had been no new weapons for decades.

"Let's wait until Feng Ling comes back before deciding whether to keep or discard this weapon. Zhuokak, you can just use it to farm for now."

Feng Qingyang looked at it and found it quite convenient. There was a hole at every point, and he could touch any uneven spot. Then he looked at the countless huge rocks on the pasture brought by the typhoon. Feng Ling was quite confused about how to deal with these rocks before. Now, this is a magical tool for clearing obstacles.

"Hey! Don't rush to farm, Zhuoka, come and help me try."

Gotz, who had been watching for a while, suddenly had his eyes light up and quickly called out to Zhuokak:

"Here, Zhuokak, hold the stick and make it bigger. Yes, a diameter of one meter will do. Try to push it in with force."

Zhuokak, who didn't understand what was going on, enlarged the golden cudgel as Gotz said and thrust it hard into the ground. The golden cudgel in his hand seemed to suddenly expand and contract, and the stick went in very deep.

"Ah, I can't pull it out, everyone help me."

Zhuokaq, who was trapped in the trap, shouted anxiously, while Gotz smiled and said to Zhuokaq:

"Don't worry, little guy. Can't you just make him smaller and take it back?"

"Yes, I am influenced by habit."

Zhuokak put away the golden hoop awkwardly, revealing a deep hole. Gotz quickly said to his fellows:

"Ouyang, come quickly, put the probe in and measure the depth."

"Okay head, but why don't you operate that stick yourself."

Goetz said unhappily:

"You come and try it. If you can move this golden cudgel one meter, I will reward you with one dollar. If you can't do it, you have to give it to me."

Upon hearing what Goetz said, the other party immediately shut up. Goetz never made bets. Once he made a bet, he would definitely win 100%. It was boring and unchallenging to play with him.

"Six meters! This depth is good enough to build a foundation."

"Zhokak, can you still do it, stay this deep."

Hearing that there was a chance, Gotz immediately became excited. In this way, there would be no need to use a pile driver to drive the piles. With Zhuokak controlling the golden cudgel, the foundation positioning could definitely be completed today.

Gotz quickly said to Lu Zhiyan and Feng Qingyang:

"Old Lu, old man, please lend me Zhuokak for the whole afternoon. With him here, the ground work efficiency is super high."

Feng Qingyang said with concern:

"Pay attention to the little guy's body. He is exhausted just now. If you need to mobilize his magic power later, remember to share your magic power with Zhuokak."

"Don't worry, old man. I know this for sure. Besides, Zhuokaq will be a resident of our Mineral Town in the future. I won't treat him as one of those cunning goblins."

Gotz made a promise and gently rubbed Zhuokak's head, but the other party dodged it with resistance.

"Boy, this has become your exclusive weapon. Come on, let's go to work together!"