Ranch Story: Start Over

After finishing the fruit, everyone seemed to be still enjoying the meal.

Gast brought the small box made by Feng Ling to the table. Seeing that Feng Ling had no objection, it seemed that he was ready to demonstrate it to everyone.

"Brother Feng, I didn't dare to mess with this little gadget because I was afraid I might break it for you. Please demonstrate it to us."

Speaking of this little thing on the table, everyone was very curious. Feng Ling had been tinkering with it in the workshop for such a long time without sleep or food, and finally made a little gadget like this.

"Okay! Then I will demonstrate it to you personally now."

Feng Ling closed his eyes, carefully sensed the temperature changes of the surrounding air, and looked far into the distance to observe the situation to make sure that there was no abnormality in the current ambient temperature changes.

After completing these preparations, he carefully placed the seemingly ordinary small box in a slightly higher place, and then found a thin copper wire as a backup. He had rubbed this copper wire by hand these days, and he had gained a lot of experience in rubbing it.

Next, a surprising scene happened - Feng Ling actually cast magic with his bare hands, letting the flames burn the sand used to build the house until they melted into liquid, and then quickly wrapped them with magic power and molded them into a shape.

"Is he going to make glass?" someone asked doubtfully.

"No, to be exact, it's about making glass." Feng Ling explained with a smile.

Under the nervous and curious gazes of the crowd, Feng Ling did not make any particularly exaggerated or complicated movements. He simply easily installed the copper wire into the glass that was being shaped, and then skillfully emptied the air inside.

Finally, he continuously injected the magic power contained in his body into it for compression.

"Look! The simple and easy-to-use light bulb is now ready! These are the steps to make a simple magic light bulb."

Feng Ling showed the results to everyone with a proud look on his face.

Jin Jier only took a glance and immediately understood the difficulty of Feng Ling's operating techniques.

"It is not easy to successfully complete this process! He requires extremely high control over magic. Even the slightest mistake may cause the glass bulb made by hand to explode violently because it cannot withstand too much magic energy. Therefore, making it is only the first step."

Ginger reminded with a serious face.

When the others heard Jin Jier's words, they panicked and took a few steps back involuntarily, keeping a safe distance from Feng Ling. Those who did not leave also erected a protective shield in front of them.

"Don't worry, everyone. This is just a magical street light device that compresses and transforms energy. There's nothing scary about it. Don't be so scared.

I don't want to hurt innocent people. If he really has the power to explode, why would I design him as a street lamp? "

After Feng Ling calmed everyone down, he connected the light bulb to the magic cable, forming a simple power control circuit.

This magic cable was the result of several days of hard work and countless experiments.

Whether in the real world or in the dream space in the sage's posture, Feng Ling relied on his existing professional knowledge and past experience records to repeatedly ponder and carefully study before developing this unique material formula.

If you really want to calculate, Feng Ling may have spent many years on the experiment, and if it fails, he will restart, and if it fails, he will try again. It is not as cumbersome as real research that requires approval. It can only be said that the dream space is so terrifying.

This is also one of the reasons why the expenditure of Demon Crystal Coins is so huge these days, and a lot of mana recovery potions are bought.

After experiencing many setbacks and failures in the dream space, Feng Ling finally succeeded in simulating an excellent solution and tried to produce it in reality.

Finally, Feng Ling returned to reality and used this omnipotent alchemy furnace to refine and produce what he wanted.

"This magical cable seems to be slightly different."

"Gaster, cast the lightning spell."

Feng Ling believes that it would be more intuitive and clear to let others release lightning magic to test the effect.

"Will it not explode?"

"It's okay. You can withstand any lightning spell below level three. Just be a little more restrained."

"Okay, I'll try."

"call out!"

With a bang, a blue lightning struck the antenna on the small box. The small metal rod just flashed a dark red light, and then the small box began to shake, and a crackling friction sound came from inside.

"Click... click..." A continuous and steady sound of gears came from the small box. The small light bulb under the shade of the tree began to glow after being blocked by the surrounding light, and it became brighter and brighter, and more and more dazzling.

"This power, is it 100?"

"More than that, 200, it's too dazzling."

Zhuokak, who was observing with narrowed eyes, said aloud:

"Steady. The light is stable."

For Zhuokak who have lived in dark corners for a long time, these dazzling lights are very unfriendly to them, so they are very sensitive to light. Just like now, Zhuokak, with his eyes squinted, found that the light did not increase anymore and always maintained a certain level, and then he expressed his opinion.

The goblins have the most say in changes in light, and they are ready-made quality inspectors.

Feng Ling raised the corner of his mouth, and said to everyone after he walked away:

"I cast a first-level wind magic."

"Hoohoo!"

"Breeze Technique!"

Feng Ling performed the breeze technique commonly used in sowing grass seeds on farms. The gentle breeze blew the small box, and a trumpet-like air vortex seemed to appear in the magical small box.

And the center of it is the opening with the air inlet slot written on the small box.

"A small magic circle. Such an exquisite magic circle."

There is a magic circle, but the magic circle is used to gather wind energy, convert it into mechanical energy and then into magic energy. This whole structure cannot be underestimated.

"This magic circle is one of my research results. It is about the force field conflict between magic energy and mechanical energy. I will sort it out and write it down later."

Feng Ling racked his brains while studying this set of energy conversion magic circle. If counted according to the five years in the dream space, Feng Ling spent at least three years studying this set of energy conversion magic circle and never rested. If it weren't for the continuous use of magic potions to restore his magic power, he would not have been able to hold on.

So the one million seems to be worth it for the device in front of us, and the other two years are for the matching magic cables to constrain the generated magic field.

"I don't understand at all. Am I really a top student at Wharton Science Academy?"

Gast was already a little dazed by the shock. It was not like he had never seen a force field formation that could convert small mechanical energy into magic energy. However, it was too depressing that a mere level one breeze spell could make this garbage light bulb with a power of 200 light up.

"What's wrong, Brother Feng? It's you who's wrong, right?"

Looking at Gast's gloomy face, he really wanted to understand these things, but! Why couldn't he understand them at all?

"Gaster, don't worry. Just as you guessed before, a lot of knowledge here comes from the Mechanical Civilization Continent. You don't need to worry."

Hearing Feng Ling say this, Gast became even more depressed.

“Ah! It hurts so much!”