Ranch Story: Start Over

Kallen and Popley did not drink, and they walked out of the Dart Hotel together.

Popley looked up at the sky. The brilliant Milky Way stretched between the sky and the earth and reached the horizon. A shooting star streaked across the sky.

The two girls smiled at each other, clasped their hands together, and made their wishes.

"Let's go, Sister Kallen."

"it is good!"

No one knows what wish the two girls made, but from the way they looked back at the Dart Hotel, perhaps someone can tell something.

On the other side, Feng Ling returned to his grandfather's shabby house with Lin's support. There was nothing valuable in the house, so Feng Ling didn't need to unlock the door. He just pushed it open and walked in.

Lin drove to Feng Ling's home (grandfather's small shabby house) along the route she remembered from the day.

"Sister, I am really sorry to trouble you."

Feng Lingqiang said with great energy:

"Don't talk nonsense. You should go to bed early tonight. If you are very tired, don't get up so early tomorrow. It's a long way to Nanshan, so you should sleep as much as possible."

Feng Ling touched his face;

"Sister, everyone is as lazy as you."

As expected, those who talk too much will get beaten, and Feng Ling’s ears were hurt again.

Feng Ling, who was hurt by Lin's hand, was forced to recover some of his spirit.

"Okay, Senior Sister, I was wrong, I was wrong, I will never say bad things about you again next time."

Seeing Feng Ling begging for mercy, Lin finally let go.

The girl stood up and looked at Feng Ling's house and asked:

"Feng Ling, tomorrow night, if nothing unexpected happens, you will get your first profit when you go to work. What are you going to do with it?"

Feng Ling thought for a while, then stood up and looked around.

"That depends on how many there are, Senior Sister. I want to build a chicken coop so that when the chickens grow up I can collect eggs every day."

Lin looked at him in surprise, obviously misunderstanding Feng Ling's meaning. Just now, Feng Ling stood up just like her, and Lin thought he was planning to clean up the house first.

Feng Ling smiled cheerfully:

"Sister, I understand what you mean. But, look at my place. It's a little shabby, but it's clean and tidy. Even though my grandfather is old, he always keeps himself very tidy. You don't have to worry about me. When I have money, I will start renovating my house."

Lin felt a little embarrassed, but didn't say anything else:

"Then I'm leaving, Feng Ling, don't be too tired."

"Okay, Senior Sister, be careful on the road and don't fall into the pit."

"Go away! Crow's Mouth!"

Lin's figure gradually disappeared into the darkness, and with two "beep!" sounds, Lin left.

"Grandpa, you haven't slept yet?"

Looking at grandpa walking out in slippers, there was no sleepiness on his face caused by Feng Ling's noise after returning home and disturbing his rest.

"You've been working so hard that your magic power is almost exhausted, and your physical strength is not much left."

As someone who had experienced this, Grandpa could tell at a glance that Feng Ling was in a weak condition.

Seeing that his grandfather was concerned about his health, Feng Ling told Feng Qingyang what happened tonight.

Feng Qingyang nodded as he listened, the smile on his face becoming more and more intense. After listening to Feng Ling's experience tonight, Feng Qingyang patted the armrest of the chair:

"Feng'er, you did a great job. I didn't expect you to integrate with the residents of Mineral Town so quickly. I was worried that you wouldn't be able to adapt so quickly."

To be honest, only people with social paranoia can integrate into a new place so quickly.

Feng Ling is different. The personality traits of the main people in this town are all in his memory. This is a mineral town with harmonious interpersonal relationships. Everyone works for the good of the town. This kind of atmosphere where everyone is working together and has a common goal does not matter even if there are few people. He likes this place, so he is willing to integrate into it. Therefore, there is no communication barrier with others.

Feng Qingyang looked at the exhausted Feng Ling and yawned:

"Feng'er, the farmland you opened up today has been found. Starting tomorrow, you will have to clear the gravel, wood piles, weeds and the like from the pasture."

When talking about this, Feng Ling feels a headache. If the ranch in the game can be cleaned up by just taking a sickle and moving stones into your own space, however, when the reality is in front of you, you have to take it seriously.

Have you ever seen two-ton rocks scattered on the ground? You have seen it, right? How about ten-ton waste rocks? They just happened to be stuck on the ground, brought here by typhoons and tornadoes.

There are all kinds of debris everywhere in the ranch, and the messy dead trees and old trees have made the ranch unrecognizable. The river that runs through the ranch is blocked by the old trees, and it's still simple.

There are so many dense weeds that it stretches as far as the eye can see. If you use a sickle to cut them, you will be exhausted to death.

The wind can also form spectacular grass waves. The reality is far worse than the game, which is why Lin dare not drive the car in casually. If you accidentally fall into the pit, you have to find a way to get out in the wilderness. A girl is afraid at night.

Feng Qingyang said to Feng Ling:

"Feng'er, you should start cleaning up the ground of the ranch from tomorrow. One is to open up the land for farming, and the other is that the girl may come to our house often in the future. After all, you play such an important role there. Don't let the girl drive into a pit."

"But Grandpa, what should I do? I don't have any powerful magic to deal with the waste in the ranch. Look at my senior sister, I don't even know how to pray for rain."

It's embarrassing to talk about this. Feng Ling, who used to serve in the army, went crazy killing in the ancient battlefield of the abyss. Except for the recorder on his wrist that transmitted data and recorded his killing merit value, perhaps other people didn't know that he was still alive.

With those basic skills, Feng Ling survived until retirement. He did not learn more advanced magic in the meantime. However, there was only one level difference between a primary magician and an intermediate magician, so there was no point in learning advanced magic.

"Dugu Nine Swords, I will teach you the first general form of the Dugu Nine Swords."

"The Dugu Nine Swords General Formula is the most powerful sword move. Everything can be a sword, with a total of 360 variations. Therefore, you can turn it into anything you want. Give it a try and see how capable you are. If it doesn't work, I'll guide you."

Feng Ling was a little proud. If there were no moves, wouldn't that mean he could do whatever he wanted? Mr. Jin Yong was a literary giant whom he admired. Although he was not proficient in the Dugu Nine Swords, couldn't he learn those cool sword moves on TV? He would try it tomorrow. Anyway, Grandpa said that after practicing the skills, he could move his mind as he wished and shape it in any way he wanted.

"Okay kid, go wash up and take a rest."

"Okay grandpa, you go to sleep first, I'll clean up."

......

Feng Ling quickly finished his egg fried rice and cleaned up before going to bed around half past ten.

Silent all night.

Feng Ling, who was sleeping soundly, woke up on time when his biological clock reached five o'clock.

I checked my own attributes. It wasn't easy, but my magic power was finally restored. It feels so good to have my magic power restored.

His physical strength was also restored. Thanks to the effect of the fried rice, Feng Ling's physical strength and magic power were completely restored in one night.

Feng Ling, who had rested for a total of 6 to 7 hours, stretched his body and began to warm up. Now, he finally understood what the experts from the original world meant when they said that a person should sleep 7 hours a day without affecting their health.

If we look at the previous 400 physical strength and 400 magic power, a basic recovery rate of 10% means that it takes a person 10 hours to completely recover his physical strength and energy. Physical strength can be quickly restored by eating, but energy requires one's own physical fitness to restore. Everyone's physical fitness is different, and the recovery speed of energy is also different.

However, when energy is depleted too quickly and recovered too slowly, once the overdraft reaches the limit, the person will be exhausted and die. This is the case with programmers and people in other industries who died from overwork in the original world.

In this world, magic power is human mental strength. However, Feng Ling has an advantage over them in that as long as any one of his magic power or physical strength is less than 100, he will not be weak. If any one of his magic power and physical strength is less than 0, his magic power and physical strength will compensate each other and Feng Ling will not fall down prematurely.

Now, looking at the weeds in front of him that are almost taller than a person, Feng Ling rubs his hands in anticipation. The happy life of pioneering is about to begin.