Ranch Story: Start Over

"How did you cultivate it? Why did you think of asking me?"

Feng Ling replied in confusion, "Is this woman so confident in herself?"

"Didn't you tell me if you can raise a black chicken? I will definitely ask you."

Feng Ling recalled the scene he saw at Li Ke Ranch, and then thought about Pobley's special ability. After thinking for a while, he said:

"No, we can't replicate their successful experience at the ranch. If we really want to maintain the survival rate, the only way is to use chicken feed like mine."

"I'm really curious, how sure are you?"

"Sister, don't worry. I'm 100% sure. Don't worry. Besides, the black chickens I raise will be stronger. I'll win the championship in the next black chicken competition!"

"Okay, okay, I hope you can keep your promise. Speaking of the chicken king, I want to taste the golden egg. It is the best in the world."

Ignoring Lin who was still dreaming, Feng Ling packed up his tools.

"Xiaobai, don't run around here. There are large beasts around. Sister, let Xiaobai interact with Wangcai more. They can become good friends."

The reason why Feng Ling was not worried about Xiaobai being bitten by Wangcai was that there was a new black chicken Xiaobai in his pet panel.

Pet: Xiaobai

Category: Poultry

Strength: 10 star (out of )

Intimacy: Two hearts (full star 10)

Loyalty: 60

Skill: Conveying orders. When the owner gives orders to the chickens, Xiaobai will convey the orders for you.

Feng Ling was very satisfied after reading Xiaobai's introduction. This was equivalent to having an additional black chicken manager. No matter how many black chickens he raised in the future, as long as Xiaobai was there, he would be able to better manage and listen to the needs of the army of black chickens.

In this case, it is very necessary for me to focus on cultivating Xiaobai.

Time to get to work!

Feng Ling picked up a thick iron hoe and walked all the way to the wasteland that he had opened up in the west in the morning. All the debris had been swept to the riverside by the tornado created by his senior sister. Following the instructions given by his senior sister yesterday, Feng Ling raised the hoe, accumulated strength, and integrated magic into it.

"what!"

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and Feng Ling dug a hoe. The ground in front of him made a dull bursting sound, and the ground suddenly turned up and became much higher.

Feng Ling tried stepping on the ground, and it softened immediately. Unconvinced, Feng Ling stepped on it in a field shape, and sure enough, a softened soil layer in a field shape was compacted by Feng Ling.

"Oh my goodness, Senior Sister is so strong. The method she taught me is so amazing."

Looking at the 1 point of mana loss on the panel, Feng Ling’s personal mana recovery speed is now 120MP/h."

The development area has reached 4 grids, efficiency has doubled, and work confidence has greatly increased.

The excited Feng Ling immediately followed suit.

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Fortunately, Feng Ling is a warrior, and cultivating a piece of land only requires 1 point of physical strength and point of magic power. Originally, according to his innate skills, when he fully uses physical strength, the magic power recovery speed increases, and when he fully uses magic power, the physical strength recovery speed increases. But now, cultivating wasteland using the method taught by Lin requires the consumption of physical strength and magic power at the same time, so Feng Ling fell into a normal recovery state.

After working for half an hour, Feng Ling looked at the newly opened farmland breathlessly. With 400 points of physical strength and magic power, Feng Ling opened up a total of 1600 squares of farmland along both sides of the ravine cut by the power simulated by the heavy sword.

Feng Ling, who was preparing to take a break, saw that his magic power had recovered to 20%, but his physical strength was only 10%. In order to speed up the recovery of his physical strength, Feng Ling simply found a crooked tree to sit under and rest, then used his magic power to study the tornado that Lin had taught him in the morning.

Feng Qingyang and Lin talked for a long time about what Lin and Feng Ling saw and heard this morning. Lin told Feng Qingyang everything without missing a word. As Feng Ling's parent, Feng Qingyang had the right to know.

"So, little Lin'er, Goetz will come to the ranch tomorrow to do the mapping, right?"

"Yes, Grandpa Feng, Feng Ling probably hasn't had the chance to tell you yet. I forgot to ask for your opinion."

The old man waved his hand. He didn't care about this little thing at all. He would unconditionally support his grandson no matter what he wanted to do.

"Building a water-powered mill is a huge project. How many mills does the water-powered mill you saw have?"

Lin looked up and recalled, it seemed to be two? No, it was four! Thinking about it this way, it was really not small.

“Four, Grandpa Feng, do you have a suitable place to build on your ranch?”

Lin stood up and looked at the ruins two hundred meters away. That was the place Feng Qingyang had chosen for Feng Ling in the morning, right next to a tributary of the Goddess Peak.

"Grandpa Feng, that's the most suitable place. However, it seems that we need to clean up the river. I remember that the water flow in Shennv Peak was not so small before."

Feng Qingyang nodded, and his expression became serious as he looked at the Goddess Peak in the distance.

"The water flow at Goddess Peak has been stagnant for many years. It is said that this is because a group of beavers settled in the lake on the southern mountain below Goddess Peak and cut down a lot of trees, blocking the river flow, which has reduced the water flow. Unfortunately, no one has the time to deal with the beavers, so naturally no one will clean up the river."

Lin looked at Feng Ling who was resting under a tree in the west and practicing the whirlwind airflow in his hand under the shade of the tree.

"Grandpa Feng, just let Feng Ling go. He's the best person to clean up the river."

Feng Ling looked at his rapidly recovering physical strength and thought it was really abnormal. He didn't expect that his recovery effect would be so powerful. Even if the magic power was lost at a rate of 1, the physical strength recovery rate would become 50%. Conversely, the magic power recovery rate could be added up to 70%.

"Yes, Feng'er is here now, so we can ask him to solve this problem."

Feng Qingyang looked at the ruins and thought that this was also a water mill. In fact, the Goddess Peak Branch is quite wide, almost 10 meters wide, but after the flow was cut off, the water level on both sides of the Goddess Peak Branch dropped, and a lot of debris gradually accumulated on both sides of the river. In addition, Feng Qingyang is old and has no money to hire someone to clean up the river. The debris on both sides is getting more and more.

This water-powered mill originally had the specifications of 8 stone mills. You can imagine how much water was left on the Goddess Peak. Unfortunately, one night, the water mill encountered a drought and thunderstorm. A bolt of lightning struck the dead trees and debris beside the river bank. A small flame gradually burned and eventually turned into a big fire that burned the stone mill to ashes.

The flames not only burned down the mill on which Feng Qingyang depended for his livelihood, but also burned away the last glimmer of hope in his heart.

That night, Feng Qingyang did not call the police because he knew that even if he did, the mill could not be saved. By the time the neighbors arrived, the water-powered mill had burned down.

Feng Qingyang just sat quietly at the door, watching the burning water mill and shed his last tears, thinking of his wife.

Lin looked at Feng Qingyang's dreamy expression and said nothing. She just grabbed a handful of enhanced chicken feed and gave it to Xiaobai. When Xiaobai saw that this woman finally gave him food, he immediately started pecking at it.

At this time, Feng Ling had finally rested enough. Looking at the gully spreading to two meters in front of the main tributary of the Goddess Peak, a good idea had already come to his mind.

Feng Ling picked up a thick iron pickaxe and a thick iron shovel and ran over quickly. A best of both worlds solution was about to be implemented!