No cheat code, right? I'll make one myself.

The well is surrounded by bluestone and has a diameter of about one meter. There is a wide wooden frame and a bucket for drawing water tied to the roller on it.

Yunlin easily went down to the bottom of the well and touched the sand at the bottom of the well. Yunlin had an idea in his mind.

The sand is very dry, which means there is probably no water nearby. If you want to continue to get water, you have to dig downwards. Why don’t the villagers above continue to dig the well downwards themselves?

After Yunlin struggled to climb out of the well, he looked at the girl he had left aside and asked:

"Were there any special signs before the well dried up?"

“No, this well has slowly dried up due to long-term use.

In the first few days of the drought, everyone tried to reduce water use, but in the end, the well still dried up.”

"Have you ever thought of digging a new well somewhere else? If you just leave it there, the water won't come out."

"This is impossible because the fields are drying up and the villagers don't even have food. How can they have enough energy to dig wells?"

"No, I mean, before the well was dry, when the water started to dry up, didn't you ever think about digging a new well?"

"I heard from the elders in the village that this well has existed since the beginning of the village and has never dried up. The village chief did not ask anyone else to dig the well at that time."

"Is that so?"

Yunlin didn't know whether such a village was worth saving. After all, what could he do to save a village that didn't even have the most basic awareness of prevention? Besides, he wasn't a real savior. Even if he could dig a well for the villagers, what would happen if the food problem was still not solved?

"Want to save?"

Yunlin asked silently in his heart.

There had never been a disaster in his time, and he had never seen a situation like this in other worlds. But if he were to save the world, wouldn't it be too disruptive to this world?

"Forget it, it's no big deal. I'll just dig a well for him and I won't take care of the rest."

He couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart by just letting it go. If nothing else, at least the water problem for this village would be solved.

Thinking of this, Yunlin said to the girl:

"I'm not the savior you claim, but I can help you. However, I can only help you dig a well. I can't do the rest." After saying this, Yunlin went down to the bottom of the well without caring about the girl's reaction.

Looking at the sand that had turned white, Yunlin mobilized a small amount of spiritual energy, attached it to his hands, and then climbed down. With the attachment of spiritual power, his hands were faster than a shovel.

The excess sand was directly sent into the Qiankun bag. The height of Yunlin's location was getting lower and lower, but there was no feeling of wetness.

"How could this happen? The original height of the well, plus the depth I dug, is at least 20 meters. How could there be no water at all? Logically speaking, this should be impossible."

After digging another 3 meters down, Yunlin had to give up, mainly because his Qiankun bag was already full of sand.

After coming out of the well, Yun found that the villagers had already gathered there. It seemed that they already knew that Yunlin was going to help them dig a well. When they saw Yunlin coming up, an old man who was the leader hurried to greet him.

"Did this benefactor find any water?"

"No, I don't know why. It's unusually dry here. I might need to go to another place and see if anyone among you has experience and can find a place that's more humid. That way, the chances of finding water might be higher."

After hearing Yunlin's words, these people looked at each other and did not take any action. Yunlin looked at them and asked:

"Why don't you go and dig? There is strength in numbers. Even if you are not as fast as me, a little movement won't cause any harm."

"Sir, what if we don't dig up any water after our exercise? Wouldn't that bring us closer to death?" A pale-faced villager stood up and asked Yunlin.

"hehe."

Hearing his words, Yunlin burst into laughter.

He even regretted meddling in other people's business and helping these people dig a well.

"Please understand that it is not me who is facing death now, but you who do not think about saving yourself and seek help from others. Do you think they are reliable? Haven't you heard the saying, 'If you rely on the mountain, the mountain will fall; if you rely on people, they will run away'?"

However, after Yunlin said this, the villagers still did not react at all, but just lowered their heads. Seeing this scene, Yunlin even had the urge to go directly back to the world of cultivation and no longer care about the lives of these people.

"Forget it." He suppressed the nameless fire cloud in his heart and slowly walked out of the village.

"How can there be such people in the world? When faced with a crisis, they don't rely on themselves but think of relying on others."

"Why don't we just go back?"

Although he thought so, Yunlin just couldn't make up his mind. He could be ruthless to his enemies, but he was helpless towards these people.

"I owe them this. When I go back this time, I'll look for spells that can make it rain. If they can hold out until I finish learning the spells, I'll save them. Otherwise, forget it."

Thinking of this, Yunlin went back to the time when he was cultivating immortals. When he came back to his senses from the aftereffects of that time, he found that Mu Geng was staring at him blankly.

"What's wrong? Why are you staring at me like that?"

Yunlin said, who could hardly bear being stared at by Kisara’s beautiful eyes.

"Nothing, I just don't know who you are going to bring back this time."

When he heard Yunlin speak, Mu Geng also looked away.

"how could be?"

"You didn't listen to me, did you?"

Just after Yunlin breathed a sigh of relief, Mu Geng turned his head back, stared at Yunlin's face, and said unhappily.

"Forget it. What you do with your body is your business. Go on." As he said that, Mu Geng threw up a piece of white jade that looked like a spirit stone, with the number 356 written on it.

"This is your contribution point card. I collected it for you when I went to hand in the quest. The extra points on it are because I completed a few more quests later."

Yunlin looked at the thing that Mu Geng threw to him, feeling somewhat helpless. He had not found a way to evolve the Soul Jade before, so he thought of stacking the Nine Yang Flowers. But now he already had the elixir, and these contribution points were of little use to him.

"By the way, is this thing useful?" Yunlin took the contribution card thrown by Mu Geng in his hand and thought about its possible role, and couldn't help but ask Mu Geng.

"Is there any spell in the sect that can bring rain?"

"What do you want with a spell that has no function? I have a book here, do you want it?"

Hearing Yunlin's question, Mu Geng didn't hesitate to take out a book from his Qiankun bag and handed it to Yunlin.

Rainmaking

By casting a spell, some rainfall is created in a small space. The falling rain has no attack power and can only be used as drinking water.

"It's really useless, but how did you get this thing?"

After taking a look at the introduction in the book, Yunlin put the book away. After studying it, this book can really help the arid world.

"I picked it up when I was on a mission. I also found the Blindness at that time. They are all spells that look intimidating, but they are of no help in combat."

Hearing what Mu Geng said, Yunlin nodded. It was indeed true. The Blindness of a Leaf and the Rain-Calling Technique were functions that mortals pursued for the gods, but they were of no help at all in actual combat.

"Won't Old Man Han take us somewhere in seven days? Don't disappear suddenly."

After saying this, Mu Geng left his room directly. Yunlin naturally remembered that he had to get the flying sword forged from the sword he obtained in seven days.

However, considering the water shortage in that world, it is highly likely that it will not be able to last for another seven days, so Yunlin plans to learn the rain-calling technique within these seven days. Even if he cannot become as proficient as the One-Leaf Blindness, at least he must be able to use it.

However, when he turned to the second page, he was stunned. The spell above required a water-attributed spiritual root, which made Yunlin feel troubled. He still didn't know the attribute of his spiritual root. If he couldn't use the rain-making spell, then he would really have no other choice.

“Please, even if it’s not the All-Spirit Body that Elder Lin mentioned, it must be a water-attributed spiritual root. I don’t want to be a person who goes back on his word.”

Looking at the book in his hand, Yunlin talked to himself, and then he looked at the introduction of the book. However, after reading for a while, Yunlin found that this spell was much simpler than the blindness of a leaf.

First, use the spiritual energy to attract the water spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and then gather it in the sky. When the concentration of water spiritual energy reaches a certain level, it will form rainfall. It is for this reason that we need to learn the spiritual roots of water attributes.

“It should be possible.”

After determining the conditions for releasing the spell, Yuan stood up and walked out of the room. But Ye Qingwu was not in his wooden house at the moment. She must have followed Mu Geng to her room. However, Yun Lin did not care much and walked directly outside, then separated a spiritual power. However, when separating the spiritual power, Yun Lin encountered an accident.

Everything went smoothly when the spiritual power was drawn out from his dantian, but when it reached his shoulder, he felt a sharp pain. The spiritual power went directly back into his dantian, and Yunlin spat out a mouthful of blood.

"It looks like the tendons in the shoulder are still damaged. But when I wrapped the spiritual power in my hand just now, there was clearly no accident. How come there was an accident this time?"

Yunlin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and muttered to himself. If the meridians were damaged, he would not be able to use this spell. As for when it would recover, Yunlin did not know.

However, the 365 contribution points are useful. There are many elixirs that can treat damaged veins. However, Yunlin is somewhat reluctant to go to the pharmacy.

"Forget it. If not for others, I have to go for my own medicine hall. Otherwise, I won't be able to use any spiritual power for the next few days. It will be too uncomfortable."

Yunlin walked to the area where they were in the Medicine Refining Hall with ease. After explaining his purpose to a disciple, Yunlin was taken directly to a window. However, there was no one around the window and it seemed that very few people were willing to come here to buy pills.

But it was good that there was no one there, so there was no need to queue. There was a female disciple sitting at the window, looking bored.

"What kind of elixir do you want to buy? Tell me the effect first. If you don't have it, you can practice it on the spot."

Seeing Yunlin coming, the female disciple looked uninterested, as if she had no strength left.

"I want a pill to treat damaged meridians, and it needs to work quickly."

"The meridians are injured?" Hearing Yunlin's words, the disciple was obviously interested and raised her eyes, looking at Yunlin as if she had seen something very rare. However, while looking at Yunlin, she also answered:

"This kind of medicine is usually not stored for medicinal purposes, and is limited in quantity. However, the price is a bit expensive. Are you sure you want it?"

"How much is that roughly?"

"This type of pill usually costs between 50 and 80 contribution points. But don't underestimate its price. It will definitely meet your needs. It's effective quickly and only needs two pills to fully restore your body."

"Can't it be cheaper?" Yunlin wasn't surprised to hear the price, but on the surface he still focused on looking distressed and started bargaining.

"Ah, this kind of medicine has to be refined on the spot. People who can refine this kind of medicine usually have very precious time. They are assured that the things made in the medicine refining hall can definitely cure the disease. Of course, you have another choice." The girl said, blinked, then lowered her voice and said.

"I am one of those people who can refine such elixirs. How about I help you refine it? It only takes 30 contribution points from you. But in exchange, you have to tell me how you got hurt, okay?"

Yunlin looked at the female disciple, shook his head with some disdain, and said:

"If you are really the master alchemist you claim to be, how could you end up here as a window watcher?"

"Don't worry about the details. I just made some mistakes. Don't worry. If the pills I refine don't meet your satisfaction, I can give you nothing and even 100 contribution points as compensation. Is that okay?"