Ranch Story: Start Over

Feng Ling walked forward and gripped the arresting rope tightly. As a warrior, it was no pressure for Feng Ling to pull the arresting rope. Both Pobli and Zhuokak retreated.

When Pobly saw Feng Ling's magic bicycle parked nearby, she immediately became excited and ran over without paying any attention to Feng Ling. Zhuo Kak, on the other hand, looked at Feng Ling's strong muscles and tall back. The other party's smooth approach made Zhuo Kak feel something different.

Following Uncle Gotz's instructions, Feng Ling quickly tied the blocking ropes to the subsequent wooden stakes. It was really embarrassing. Originally, these wooden stakes were the basic materials of the hydraulic mill, but he didn't expect that they were temporarily used to block the floating logs. Looking at the staggered spikes, Feng Ling was a little worried. With so much wood, he didn't know if it would affect the construction period of the ranch.

At this moment, Gotz was standing on a high wooden stake and looking into the distance. If he had only heard Feng Ling describe that there were a lot of driftwood before, when he faced this scene head-on, he didn't know what to complain about.

I had no choice but to jump down and ask:

"Zhuoka, how much wood did you put in the river? This is too much."

Although there was no blame in Uncle Gotz's words, it still made Zhuokak feel embarrassed. He whispered:

"Uncle Gotz, I'm so sorry. This happened many years ago. The water level of Goddess Lake was always too low, so we wanted to raise the water level of Goddess Lake. We contacted the beavers in the forest and cut down a lot of trees. We prayed to the goddess for the boulder, and she used her divine power to help us move a boulder across the waterfall."

Feng Ling was a little speechless. These little guys, couldn't they choose something more reliable when praying for wishes? But? Isn't the goddess a god? These goblins are all abandoned by the gods, so why does the goddess still like them so much?

"The goddess saw how pitiful we were and granted our wish. So we can cultivate our own fields in the forest to grow some daily necessities to make a living. But in order not to affect the water source of Mineral Town, we have to manually adjust the flow rate of the waterfall outlet."

"No wonder. I was wondering why the water level of Shennv Lake was so high before. It turns out you did it. But this is a good thing. The water source of Mineral Town has always been stable. So why do you want to demolish it now?"

"I don't know what happened, but the water flow at Shennv Peak on Shennv Lake has increased recently, especially since the day before yesterday. Some of the crop fields that were previously dry have also become flooded. My brothers and I discussed it and decided to remove the boulder, so we asked the beavers in the forest to help us cut down trees. However, due to my miscalculation, more and more wood has been stuck these days, and the water level has been rising faster and faster."

Feng Ling patted his forehead in a troubled manner. At that time, he should have obtained the lord buff. These little guys, because they can communicate with animals, actually mobilized a large number of beavers to make wooden arrows to destroy the boulders. Unexpectedly, more and more of them accumulated and got stuck at the mouth of the waterfall, which turned out to be a bad thing with good intentions.

Gotz was also stunned. It turned out that they were the cause of the stable water flow in Mineral Town over the years. Fortunately, it had little impact on the areas below. No wonder the flow was so stable in summer and winter. It seemed that the beavers and Zhuokak stabilized the water storage capacity of the Goddess Lake upstream, formed a natural dam, and then made directional adjustments. Regardless of whether the existence of the boulder was right or wrong, Zhuokak and his team did a good job in this matter.

However, Feng Ling's home was closest to the Goddess Peak. At that time, Feng Ling's request was that the water mill should be easy to expand in the future. If it were not for the need to build a more powerful water mill, this problem might never have been discovered. At most, they would have thought that the Mineral Town had good weather and no floods or droughts.

Feng Ling didn't mind so much, but he would save as much as possible, and now it couldn't be better to meet Zhuokak because of this.

"Uncle Gotz, the driftwood group is coming!"

"Everyone, be prepared and intercept at any time. As long as we let the large flow flow away from the bottom, all these woods will be ours!"

Feng Ling looked at Zhuokak who was still looking around, rubbed the hat on his head and said:

"Zhokak, there's also a share for you in this."

"Ah? You won't blame me?"

"No, although it's a little troublesome to handle, the wood is of very good quality. The trees your beaver friends cut down for you are all very good."

After Feng Ling finished speaking, he ran over with the men, ready to help if something went wrong.

Looking at the terrifying group of driftwood, it is flowing very slowly, but the water flow behind it is very fast. Once these driftwoods are squeezed together, the bearing capacity will become greater and greater.

Watching the huge amount of floating wood gradually squeezed into the river channel, the first layer of arresting ropes was finally barely pulled, and slowly retreated to the second layer of arresting ropes. Feng Ling looked at the arresting ropes and sighed that the quality was really good and could withstand such a great force. However, if it were not for Feng Ling's towering wood, the first layer would probably have broken.

The first layer of blockade, Sogotz, is gradually being opened up a little bit, blocking all the driftwood above. These are all high-quality wood, and the bottom is empty, allowing the water to flow normally. After multiple layers of blockage, all the floating driftwood is finally blocked without any accident.

Fortunately, there were no emergencies. We can only say that it was fortunate that the tools brought by Uncle Gotz and his engineering vehicle today included arresting cables, otherwise we could only rely on the quality of the wooden bridge in front of Feng Ling's house.

"Finally it's done. I just hope it won't rain in the next few days. How do I deal with so much wood?"

Gotz turned around and asked, Feng Ling quickly said:

"Uncle Gotz, let's just follow the usual practice. The wood that is handed over as tax, the rest will be divided equally among everyone. 50% for the top, and the rest will be divided equally among the participants according to their contributions."

Gotz had no objection, Kallen had no objection, and Feng Ling had even less objection. It didn't matter whether Zhuokaq had any objection or not. Although he was the organizer of the felling, it was already very considerate of him not to hold him responsible for blocking the waterfall. However, Feng Ling still applied for 5% of the remaining % of the timber, and the right to control Zhuokaq's timber was given to Feng Ling.

When Feng Ling started to make lunch, Gotz and his team were counting the number of driftwood in the driftwood group. It spread over one kilometer. Wow, this was the first time everyone had seen such a scene. Over the years, the beavers organized by Zhuokak had cut down more than 3000 trees in total. It was horrifying. Gotz was helpless. There were so many pieces of wood, each of which was at least one meter thick. Although these little guys were not strong enough, they still relied on their unique abilities to do what they wanted to do. It's just that they couldn't control them this time, so they had to resort to this last resort.

Feng Ling looked at Zhuo Kak who was following behind him and kindly reminded him:

"Don't do such dangerous things in the future. It's not that humans are unwilling to help in all matters. From now on, I will temporarily take over as your parent. Tell me what you want and what you need. I will do my best to meet your wishes."

"Thank you Feng Ling, you are different from the people I met."

Feng Ling grinned. Zhuokak, who had suffered from distrust and turbulent life for a long time, finally welcomed the first ray of sunshine. Looking at Feng Ling who was cooking seriously, Zhuokak was a little fascinated.

"Zhokak, help me get some food from Lin and the others' magic motorcycle. Don't run around. Let's have lunch together."

"Ah, okay Feng Ling, I'll go."

Zhuokak's tone was full of happiness. Looking at the little guy trotting out, Feng Ling smiled.