Ranch Story: Start Over

"Feng Ling is in seclusion again!"

Thomas looked at Jinjier in surprise as he came to him to buy another million magic potions. This damn kid, why did he always drink the magic recovery potion as if it were water? Could it be that Feng Ling really had no damage from the poison at all?

Thomas carefully recalled the scene of the food festival and cooperated with doctor Dort's examination. There was indeed nothing abnormal, and he felt a little better.

"Uncle, is it really okay for Feng Ling to drink the magic potion like this?"

Jin Jier's face was full of worry. This was the second time. The news that Feng Ling drank the magic recovery potion as if it were water was basically known to all insiders. If an ordinary person drank it in this way, his body would have been ruined long ago.

"Uncle, isn't it because Feng Ling has gained an invulnerable physique after visiting the Mechanical Civilization Continent?"

"Come on, are you kidding me?"

Thomas said somewhat reproachfully:

"There are people who have been to the mechanical civilization continent for three to four years. Look at them, which one of them came back in good condition?"

Although Thomas was worried, he still wanted to confirm it, so he asked Gast to tell him in detail the causes and consequences of capturing the spirit beast this morning.

Jin Jier was listening to a story at the side, and he was terrified, but he started laughing at the end, and his admiration for Feng Ling grew deeper and deeper.

Thomas analyzed in disbelief:

"Gaster, do you mean that you also learned ice swordsmanship from him today?"

"Yes, Uncle Thomas, look!"

Gast used the Ice Sword Technique again according to his memory of today, and this time, due to the scarcity of water elements, the speed at which the Ice Sword Technique took shape was much slower. However, as Gast approached the fountain rockery, the rich water element was instantly summoned near Gast.

Ten minutes later, an ice sword that a child could play with appeared in Gast's hand. Thomas exclaimed:

"Gaster, have you discovered the characteristics of Feng Ling's ice sword technique?"

"Magic compression!"

"That's right. Although you don't compress magic as fast as Feng Ling, it's obvious that the energy gathered in this way is different. Do you feel it?"

Thomas simply clenched his hand with his palm facing upwards, and a burning flame quickly surrounded his hand. He clenched his hand again, and the flame disappeared.

Now Thomas really felt that he had underestimated Feng Ling. This little guy was a hidden talent. Just with this move of his, which was only a way of mobilizing his internal magic power according to Feng Ling's gesture, he actually increased the condensation speed of the Fire Explosion by 20%. The most important thing was that it came with a magic compression effect.

If Thomas asked Feng Ling where he learned this from, Feng Ling would definitely sneer. It was obvious that the principle of this ice sword technique was tricked by the system. It was clearly the principle of fire cooking taught to him by his master Dart, which was to quickly condense additional magic power and compress it. But it was changed into ice sword technique with reverse compression. It was too dark.

"You two should practice this move more. I estimate that even in that dangerous situation, Feng Ling quickly mobilized his magic power to perform high-intensity compression."

This high-intensity compression requires a lot of magic power. The reason why Jin Jier laughed was when he heard his brother say that Feng Ling actually ate so much during the battle.

Yes, now Feng Ling has not yet broken through the realm of the second-level magic swordsman. His magic power and physical strength are only a fraction of that of the fourth-level magic swordsman. He can only eat some auxiliary things to improve his magic power recovery speed.

However, only Feng Ling has mastered this method of quickly compressing magic power. It is conceivable that once he breaks through to the third-rank magic swordsman, his strength will be enhanced exponentially.

"Okay, Ginger, go to Dortmund Hospital and apply for a batch of magic recovery potions. Just take my letter with you."

Because medicines are controlled products, any large-scale demand for such items requires Thomas' approval.

Just as Jin Jier was about to leave, she remembered something that Feng Ling had asked her before she passed by the workshop.

"Uncle, Feng Ling asked me to ask you if you can issue this month's industrial association member subsidies in advance. His non-ferrous metal raw materials are almost used up."

Thomas shook his head helplessly:

"This is distributed on a per-person basis. People like Feng Ling who joined after being promoted due to their personal contributions will be distributed uniformly next month."

"Ginger, let's go back to the ranch together later. I haven't used my Industrial Association subsidy since it arrived this summer, so it's just right for Brother Feng to use in an emergency."

Gast was grateful for Feng Ling's care for his sister. He took a train to the capital of Yangshan District last night, and took a long-distance magic bus early in the morning. He was exhausted from the long journey and hurried to the ranch. When he saw Meimei, her temperament was very different from before, and her whole body had a unique breath of life. He knew that his family owed Feng Ling a favor in this life.

"Okay then, you two can drive the magic car. It's too hot out there, don't get too burned."

Thomas casually threw his magic car key to Gast, told them to take good care of the sun and heat protection, and then went for a lunch break.

......

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when Feng Ling felt a knock on the door. Because there were a lot of potions, Dot ran to several places to gather magic recovery potions together before he could get the amount that Feng Ling needed. Normally, there were not such big magic activities in Mineral Town.

"Brother Feng, your quota will not be issued until next month. I will give you my quota. I am a member of the second-level industrial association. I don't have a lot of materials. 20 tons each, is that okay?"

Feng Ling said gratefully:

"Thank you so much for your help, Geist. I'll transfer the money to you later."

Gast shook his head, looked inside, and said enviously at the pile of books on the desk:

"Brother Feng, can you take me with you? I also want to participate in your research. Even if it's not research, it's okay to assist you and broaden my horizons. I really realize that there are many things in the Mechanical Civilization Continent that our world lacks. I want to learn from you."

Feng Ling touched his chin, a little surprised at Gast's behavior. He didn't expect that Gast, a member of the magic world with technology far superior to that of mechanical civilization, would be willing to humble himself and learn what they lacked. But how to say it, Feng Ling learned these things in the dream space that relied on the sage's posture. Could Gast really keep up with his pace?

"Okay, but you know that human energy is limited, so that's why I bought so many mana recovery potions. If it weren't for the fact that I don't have any adverse reactions when taking them, I'm afraid my learning progress would be similar to yours."

Having said that, Feng Ling opened the door and said:

"Remember, don't use me as your standard. If your body can't take it anymore, take a rest. You are not me, understand?"

"Don't worry, Brother Feng. I will rest immediately if I can't bear it anymore!"

After receiving Gast's affirmative answer, Feng Ling made way and invited Gast:

"Welcome!"