Ranch Story: Start Over

"Ding! Ding!" Feng Ling drove the magic motorcycle to the door of Thomas's house and pressed the button twice to remind him. Only then did Feng Ling and the other two get off the car.

Sheriff Harris was hanging lanterns at the door of Thomas's house. When he saw Feng Ling and his two companions getting out of the car, he quickly greeted them.

"Brother Dart, you're here?"

"Harris, be safe. By the way, is your father home? I brought Feng Ling here because I need to discuss something urgent with your father."

"He just came back a while ago. If you come earlier, he really won't be home. Come in quickly."

After Harris and Dart briefly greeted each other, the three of them walked into the small villa of Mayor Thomas. Almost every household in Mineral Town has such a villa.

The exterior walls are white with green tiles, and there are rockery and waterside pavilions inside. If conditions permit, artificial fountains can be created, which means connecting to a magic water pump to circulate water. There is no technical difficulty, but the exquisite layout looks pleasing to the eye.

A tributary of the Goddess Peak flows through the outskirts of the Mineral Town. Thomas originally organized the townspeople to repair the riverbed and then connected every household to the river so that there would be no stagnant water pollution. Now it seems that all the villagers are very grateful to Thomas for his wisdom.

In this regard, it must be said that Harris does have a way of governing, ensuring that every resident of Mineral Town is at least comfortable and safe in their housing, with a quiet and beautiful environment, without having to worry about the town becoming a mess.

Feng Ling looked around the yard. Uncle Thomas was not like other corrupt officials who made their homes luxurious.

As for Thomas's home, everyone just walked in as if they were visiting a friend's home. People say that people don't pick up things on the road and don't lock their doors at night. This is basically the environment in Mineral Town.

"Brother Thomas, I've brought Feng Ling to see you. We have something important to discuss."

As soon as he entered Thomas' study, Dart stated his purpose directly.

Privately, Dart and Thomas call each other brothers, while in front of outsiders, Dart respects Thomas's identity and calls him the mayor.

"Hmm? Didn't we discuss this at noon?"

Thomas was writing furiously without even raising his head, as if he was writing invitations to some people. Beside him was a group of dark ravens, quietly and obediently waiting for Thomas to distribute the invitations.

Ravens are extremely fast and are perfect emergency messengers.

Seeing this, Feng Ling walked directly to Thomas and said:

"Uncle Thomas, my grandfather taught me the secrets of alchemy today. I entered a state of inspiration and directly refined a cart of magic holy water. What do you think I should do?"

"What! Magic holy water? No way! You are actually in a state of inspiration. Is this your first day of learning? Is your talent for alchemy also ridiculously strong?"

Feng Ling continued to drop a bomb.

"The magic holy water converted from 8 times the magic power has very low loss under the burst of inspiration, so it is easy for me to use it.

But! Grandpa told me that the food made by a third-level magic cooking apprentice combined with magic holy water can remove impurities from the bodies of most warriors below level six and most magicians, and cleanse their marrow and meridians. Did you know that?"

Thomas paused, then took the cup from the table beside him and said:

"I know, but where can you find a third-level magic cooking apprentice? You are only an entry-level apprentice, it's still too early."

"I am!"

Thomas took a sip of water in disbelief and paused his movements, his expression clearly showing he didn't believe this was real.

Feng Ling quickly pulled Lin over and continued:

"Uncle Thomas, Lin has already enjoyed the marrow cleansing feeling of magic holy water combined with level 3 magic cooking food. Can you see it?"

After hearing Feng Ling's words, Thomas spat out a mouthful of tea and kept looking at his good brother's daughter with a face full of surprise.

Looking at Lin, who was temporarily full of luster due to the cleansing, with her skin as delicate as a baby's, and her bright and spirited eyes, he rubbed his eyes continuously, as if he wanted to see clearly that all this was not real.

Thomas immediately released his divine consciousness, and a blue magical bond wrapped around Lin's arm. He closed his eyes and felt it for just a moment, and Thomas' expression was almost out of control.

Dart quickly walked over and shook Thomas:

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Me! Me! I've been in Mineral Town for over twenty years, and I'm finally making it!"

Looking at Thomas's excited expression, his face was full of surprise, excitement and excitement.

Dart was relieved at this moment. He thought that he had lost his composure just now because he was irritated by what Feng Ling had done. It turned out that Thomas found that he finally didn't have to suffer in Mineral Town doing meaningless things.

Thomas, who was extremely excited, attentively pulled Dart and the other two to sit on the sofa one by one, and then happily poured a glass of water for each of them. Then he sat in front of the three and said seriously:

"Feng Ling, this method of cleansing the marrow and clearing the meridians must have been taught by your grandfather, right?"

"Yes, Uncle Thomas. I didn't know at first, but then Grandpa said I could make money from this. It is said that he wanted it once at that time. Is this true?"

Thomas shook his finger and made a fist gesture.

"One hundred thousand?"

"Wrong, it's ten times! The price is 100. And the usage is ml."

"It's so dark!"

"so expensive!"

Lin and Feng Ling shouted in unison:

Looking at the expressions of the two children, Thomas smiled and said:

"You two kids must have never experienced this before. This kind of marrow cleansing and meridian cutting is the result of the magic transformation of alchemists from big families. Just like Feng Ling said before, only when you fall into a state of inspiration can you greatly improve the efficiency of magic transformation. Unfortunately, not everyone has this ability."

Thomas pointed at himself:

"I'm more or less a Level 2 alchemist. Even so, I'm almost 50 years old, and I've only had five bursts of inspiration. Just imagine how difficult it is."

Looking at Thomas's regretful expression, Feng Ling finally realized the difficulties it faced for outsiders to unleash inspiration.

"So, Feng Ling, remember next time, when you feel the barrier being touched during the inspiration burst, be sure to collect all your questions and be fully prepared to activate it."

"But Uncle Thomas, I don't know when I can get inspired."

If it weren't for the existence of the system mall, I would have become a scientific researcher who relies solely on my own brain to solve problems.

"Each of us alchemists has a magic ball of inspiration in our brains. It absorbs your sense of accomplishment every time, the satisfaction you get from doing research, and the psychological feelings of glory you get.

When the color of your inspiration magic ball turns gold, that is when you have the strongest wisdom and can be activated. "

Wow, Feng Ling never thought that this alchemist from another world was also uniquely endowed with a magic ball of inspiration by God.

"This ball, isn't that very important?"

"So the demons are cannibals! In addition to eating ordinary people to suck their blood and magic, they can also possess the knowledge of alchemists after eating them."

"very scary!"

Lin was frightened when she heard this. For a girl who had never seen the cruelty of a battlefield, this was a very terrifying thing.

"On the battlefield, a powerful alchemist can equip an entire legion with equipment, weapons, various enhanced formations, and a myriad of magical skills, making him a war machine."

Feng Ling added somewhat uncertainly:

"So the demons will send troops to focus on the legion the alchemist is in?"

"Yes! Sneak attack! Assassination! All kinds of methods are available. So don't rush to the battlefield. It is a wise choice to build in the rear, because this is also your way of repaying the principality."

"Okay Uncle Thomas."

"Then let's talk about your magic holy water, Feng Ling. How are you going to sell it? How much are you going to sell it for?"

"Uncle Thomas, this thing is too valuable. I can't make an offer."

"It's okay, just open it. We're all from the same village. Isn't it better to get a marrow cleansing and meridian healing than to go to a high-level medical school to treat internal injuries?

The medical school fees are too expensive, and one has to take so many potions, all of which are poisonous. Except for warriors who enjoy this privilege, most ordinary people solve the problem by refining magic water on their own.

Magic holy water, ha! I'm afraid that the Principality of Huaxia knows about less than 1 million. Your grandfather took care of the indigenous people in and around Mineral Town when he was young. Everyone has some knowledge of this.

But it’s no longer possible now. The glorious past is gone. It’s like this now. Several towns around here are half dead. If you can cleanse the marrow and clear the meridians this time, it will save everyone a lot of medical expenses.”

At this point, Feng Ling pinched his nose and asked:

"Uncle Thomas, I heard from my senior sister before that our Mineral Town has been put on the back burner for various infrastructure funding applications because we don't have a strong alchemist in charge. If only an excellent alchemist appears, will everyone help him build a better town?"

"Well, it's the same across the Principality of Huaxia. Everyone wants to become an alchemist, but 99% of them fail. The highest an average person can achieve is a level 3 alchemist. This is the only profession in our human race that requires talent."

Thomas' tone was full of helplessness. Everyone wants to get rid of poverty, but unfortunately, when the rich become prosperous, they rarely think of the poor. The capital of Yangshan District is a good example. It constantly absorbs the population of surrounding towns, making the capital richer and richer.

Being good to the people is one thing, but who among the mayors who are in politics doesn't want to make a big difference? Being remembered in history is the lifelong dream of literati and politicians. Thomas was no exception, but he failed.

"Uncle Thomas, I want to be an alchemist!"

"you?"

"Correct!"

Feng Ling's tone was full of confidence.

"Why?"