Ranch Story: Start Over

Feng Ling quickly took out a disposable divine storage ring from the storage space and placed the huge statue in the corner of the water mill. Everyone watched Feng Ling place a goblin statue that looked like it had seen some years here without paying any attention.

Master Lu took a look:

"A statue of faith. I didn't expect that Zhuokaq and the others were so devout."

"Master Lu? Do you recognize this statue?"

"I have seen that in some places, goblins believe in the Goblin God and worship the Goblin God statue to gain some power. But boss, yours is too broken."

It’s not that Lu Zhiyan didn’t recognize the goblin statue, but he didn’t expect that the dilapidated statue in front of him was completely different from the goblin statues in his memory. Those statues were all magnificent or inlaid with various gems.

Just like in the world of mechanical civilization, all the temples for praying to gods and Buddhas are covered with gold and painted. There are very few tattered statues that are worshipped by believers. Of course, it is unknown whether they are true believers or false believers.

"These are what Zhuokak and his friends wanted. I took them because they liked them. Even if they are ugly, they are fine to put them here. They won't get in the way anyway."

"Okay boss, do you want me to wipe it every day?"

"Zhokak, this statue will be placed here from now on. If you want to clean it, I'll leave it to you."

Upon hearing Feng Ling say this, the dwarves cheered. Originally, they gave this thing to Feng Ling because they thought it would be very useful. Although Feng Ling accepted it, he still left the job of taking care of it to them. Moreover, they were used to worshiping and tidying it up every day, so they were naturally happy to accept it.

Suddenly, the familiar system prompt sounded in Feng Ling's mind:

“The ultimate mission is released: Find the blessed statues of the Goblin God. If you collect them, you will have the power to absolutely crush and command any goblin.”

This mission doesn't seem to have a time limit, and it's marked as "permanent," as if to indicate that this will be a long and challenging adventure.

However, the corresponding reward made Feng Ling feel happy.

The first is the "treasure smell" ability, which can help him search for ancient artifacts or fragments of gods.

Being able to use this ability once a week undoubtedly gave him more opportunities to discover precious treasures.

What’s even more exciting is that there are three more chances to make a “God-granted wish.”

Through these wishes, Feng Ling can freely choose the items, materials or props he needs, and the Goblin Lord will get them for him as quickly as possible.

The feeling of having one's dream come true was so wonderful that Feng Ling could hardly suppress his inner excitement.

However, just as he was immersed in joy, the last sentence aroused a trace of doubt in him.

"As for the process, please don't worry about it..."

This sentence sounded a little strange, as if there was some hidden meaning. Feng Ling couldn't help but frowned and began to wonder if there was any potential risk or limitation in it.

Nevertheless, faced with such an attractive reward, Feng Ling decided to put aside his doubts for the time being. There was no need to devote himself to the task of finding the blessing statue of the Goblin God.

After all, this is a crucial main mission! Its importance is self-evident.

Old Lu smiled and said nothing more. He knew very well that he only needed to work hard under his boss, and there was no need to ask or discuss other matters.

Because "don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't say what you shouldn't say" is a basic principle in dealing with people.

The next thing to do became much simpler. Feng Ling led the group of dwarves to settle down smoothly. During this period of time, they have been living in mobile houses. Although the living environment is a bit difficult, there are still many necessary facilities and items.

More importantly, they only need to consume a small amount of magic stones every day to be able to sleep peacefully in such an unbearably hot summer, which is extremely important to them.

It was very cool in the stalactite cave before, but the damp feeling made people very uncomfortable. They always felt sticky on their bodies. Although the goblins are an underground tribe, Zhuokak and the others are still very clean.

Uncle Gotz has long been a frequent visitor to the ranch, and can be considered a permanent VIP here. When the dwarf's cabin was built this time, he even gave us some special discounts!

Firstly, he really wanted to help Feng Ling reduce some costs; secondly, since he personally experienced the benefits brought by black chicken eggs, Gotz was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling!

"Feng Ling, you really spent a lot of money this time! You recruited so many goblin guys to help you at once. It's really enviable!"

The person who spoke had an expression of envy on his face.

Feng Ling nodded and said with a faint smile:

"This can be considered a coincidence. We'll take it slow. These little guys are still young and their bodies are not fully developed yet, but given time, when they grow up, they will surely show amazing strength. Whatever we can do now will be good for them."

Goetz nodded his head repeatedly to show his agreement. Then he mentioned:

"Speaking of increasing strength, Feng Ling, the black-egg chickens in your house are simply the best! Not only are they extremely delicious, but their nutritional value is also extraordinary!"

As soon as he talked about this, Gotz's face immediately showed an irrepressible excitement. Feng Ling showed interest and asked:

"Uncle Goetz, is the effect really that significant?"

It turned out that Gotz had tasted this magical black chicken egg yesterday. When he woke up this morning, he was surprised to find that subtle changes had taken place in himself.

"Yes, that's right. If there were no purchase restrictions, I would buy them all anyway. But considering that your family has just started producing these items, I can't be too greedy, lest other neighbors cannot enjoy them. I am already very satisfied."

After he finished speaking, Gotz smiled slightly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He casually stretched out his palm, and a ball of burning flame instantly appeared above his palm and floated steadily. Then, he turned his head to look at Feng Ling and asked calmly: "So, with your eyesight, can you find anything unique in it?"

Feng Ling is well versed in low-level basic magic, and high-level magic is actually just a clever combination of multiple low-level magics.

Therefore, even though Gotz's own level of cultivation was far higher than Feng Ling's, Feng Ling still relied on his keen observation and profound magical knowledge to immediately notice the abnormality of the flame in Gotz's hand.

"The color of this flame!" Feng Ling widened his eyes and shouted in surprise.