Ranch Story: Start Over

Feng Ling rode a magic bicycle with Lin on it. This time, they rode all the way to Lin's magic motorcycle. Before leaving, Lin sat in the main driver's seat and said to Feng Ling seriously:

"Feng Ling, I know you must have had a lot of experience and adventures from traveling around the continent and fighting in the ancient battlefield of the abyss. So today I will tell you what I learned from the magic academy. You can shorten the growth time of crops, and my learning experience can speed up your land reclamation. Everything will definitely get better.

When Grandpa Feng Qingyang was young, there are many stories about his heroic deeds passed down in the memories of our generation. I hope that as a descendant of the hero, you can bring new vitality to our town.

Although the town has lost a lot of population now, as long as a good rancher emerges, it will surely regain its former glory. "

Looking at Lin's serious face, Feng Ling was very surprised. He didn't expect that Lin, who seemed greedy, actually had such a side. Being used to seeing all kinds of selfish things, Feng Ling didn't know why he nodded for some reason when it came to a girl like Lin who had a sense of the overall situation.

"Okay, I'm leaving now. I'll wait for you to go to work in the evening."

"Okay, Senior Sister, please drive slower."

With a wave of his hand, the magic motorcycle started. Looking at Lin going away, Feng Ling turned the motorcycle around and headed home. It was time to go back and make dinner for his grandfather.

When he got home, it was almost six o'clock. Feng Ling watched his grandfather inspecting the newly opened farmland, as if checking his achievements today. Seeing that there was no big problem, Feng Ling began to cook.

Because Lin had eaten her portion of the stewed chicken with mushrooms, Feng Ling heated up the remaining chicken soup and chicken, and then added some green vegetables bought this afternoon to make two stir-fried vegetable dishes.

Combined with the leftover chicken soup, we have a meal for the grandfather and grandson tonight.

Feng Ling called his grandfather back for dinner, served the rice, and added a big bowl for himself. The two of them then ate leisurely while chatting.

"Feng'er, this girl today is quite nice."

"I think so, Grandpa. Although she is Uncle Dart's daughter, she doesn't have the arrogance and arrogance of a rich kid at all."

"That's just one aspect. Guess how valuable the theory she told you today is?"

Feng Ling recalled what Lin had taught him. This double farming effect would apply to every stage after future promotions.

"Grandpa, I don't have a concrete concept of money. If I were to guess, 10?"

"This theory is very valuable. It seems that this child is the disciple of that person."

"who!"

Feng Ling suddenly started gossiping, which seemed to bring back memories of his grandfather.

"Luo Xingyue, the priestess of the Temple of Light, you definitely don't know her. This theory is her masterpiece. It is impossible to obtain this theory without fate or family background."

"! Wow! Is Lin's background so strong?"

Feng Ling was stunned. It was just a set of theories, but it was so expensive. But even so, Lin still taught him without hesitation.

"Feng'er, Grandpa is very pleased with your performance today. You are more mature and stable than I thought."

Seeing his grandfather suddenly comment on him, Feng Ling looked at him curiously.

"Originally, this theory is not allowed to be taught to others casually, but perhaps, that child thought you were indeed very hardworking and conscientious, so she taught you. Maybe she and I have the same opinion of you, or maybe she wanted to do you a favor, but we can ignore all these. This theory is sealed in the Sacrifice Temple of the Magic Academy. The purchase price is 1000 million, and the merit value is 100 million. It is a family heirloom."

Feng Ling was already numb. He really didn't want to touch the merit points anymore. He thought it was horrible that he spent 50 merit points to buy a small boat. Unexpectedly, Lin's family background was even more complicated. Was she really the eldest daughter of an ordinary wealthy family?

Seeing Feng Ling's expression was a little distorted, Feng Qingyang was quite open-minded:

"Feng'er, do you like that child?"

"Ah? Grandpa, stop joking. It's too sloppy to say that you like her on the first day I met her."

"What's the big deal? When your grandfather was young, he pursued your grandmother. He had a fight with her on the first day they met, but he lost. Then he kept pestering her shamelessly and finally won her over."

The old man had a proud expression on his face when he said this. He probably never thought that he could win the heart of the goddess through so many persuasion.

Feng Ling suddenly remembered what Uncle Zach had told him, not to mention grandma's matter, but he didn't expect grandpa to bring it up himself. He quickly put some food into grandpa's bowl, trying to divert his attention.

The old man's face was filled with nostalgia, but he didn't feel sad. He just took a few bites of food and said:

"If it were in the past, after your grandma passed away, I would be depressed if anyone mentioned her in front of me, but now, looking at you, I seem to see myself when I was young again. Your father did not inherit the excellent genes of your grandma and me, but you have almost all the advantages of your grandma and me, and this is what makes me most happy.

I thought that your traveling around the continent and entering the ancient battlefield of the abyss would change you a lot, but I didn't expect that you didn't change much, and your willpower is stronger than before."

Looking at his grandfather's pleased expression, Feng Ling smiled foolishly.

"It's time to tell you more, Feng'er. If you have any doubts about your performance today, just ask me directly. Although my power is gone, my knowledge is still there."

Seeing Grandpa say this, Feng Ling quickly asked:

"Grandpa, what I find most strange is why, when Lin's magic power was about to run out today, she became more and more dizzy and her body became particularly weak."

Feng Ling pointed at himself:

"Why am I fine? I had already released all my magic power, but I still didn't have any problems. The dizziness didn't seem to exist."

“That’s a good question.”

Feng Qingyang nodded in response to Feng Ling's question:

"Feng'er, the difference between a warrior and a magician is that one relies on physical strength, while the other relies on mental strength, or magic power. I don't know if you have heard of this lecture in the army. When you use magic, your physical strength loss will be reduced by 50%, and when you use strength, your magic power loss will be reduced by 50%."

"Physical strength? How long can I keep my strength while working?"

"correct."

Just as Feng Qingyang confirmed, a red HP line suddenly popped up on Feng Ling’s character panel, and it finally appeared.

Combined with the previous MP magic, the character panel is now finally much more comfortable to look at.

Role: Feng Ling

HP: 400 (Physical strength is 0 and you can be slaughtered by others)

MP: 600 (magic value returns to 0 depending on physical strength)

Power: 2

Wisdom: 2+1 (space pendant)

Agility: 2

Luck: 1 (one goddess jade)

Occupation: Magic Swordsman, a warrior who uses magic, martial arts, and sword skills

After waiting for so long, Feng Ling, who had always thought of himself as a warrior, now looked at the character panel and exclaimed:

"Grandpa, aren't we a family of magic swordsmen? Why do I have stronger magic power now?"

"You have a space pendant on you. It's a magical device that can increase your magic power limit. When you use magic power normally, you should use it first. The theory I just mentioned is the hidden secret of our magic swordsman family. As long as either magic power or physical strength is less than 0 points, we will not enter the weakening stage."

"What a perverted talent!"

"Ok?"

"What an amazing talent, Grandpa, is this something you passed down to us?"

"No, it's my great-grandfather. Our family has this talent. The hateful thing is that your father actually thinks this talent is a barbaric behavior. He doesn't like fighting and killing. Since leaving Mineral Town, he has rarely come back!"

Seeing his grandfather's grief-stricken look, Feng Ling hurried over and gently stroked the old man's back.