Collect supplies, seize aircraft carriers, and travel to the seventh and fifth

Just as the old man and the tall, thin old man were chatting, Long Yun's figure appeared faintly from the clouds.

The tall, thin old man grabbed the dry-looking old man's arm and shouted, "Did you see that? Wasn't that a golden dragon in the clouds just now? Did you see it?"

The withered old man pried open the large hand that was gripping his arm tightly and said, "Ouch, Second Brother, why are you using so much force? It hurts so much! I see it, it really is a golden dragon, you're not mistaken."

The tall, thin old man slapped the old man on the back of the head and said, "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and kowtow to pray for rain, you idiot."

After saying that, he knelt on the parched and cracked earth, kowtowing and muttering, "Dragon King, please have mercy and send some rain! The crops are dying of thirst, please, I beg you, I kowtow to you!"

Seeing the tall, thin man kneel down to pray for rain, the old man followed suit, kneeling down and saying the same words.

Just as they were earnestly praying for rain, the heavy rain caused by the tremors of the dragon's tail finally fell.

Just as the old man was looking up at the dark clouds, a raindrop the size of a bean hit his face.

Immediately afterwards, a torrential downpour began, instantly soaking the two of them to the bone.

The two old men were stunned for a moment, and then overjoyed. They never expected that the Dragon King would hear their prayers and actually send down a heavy rain for them.

The two jumped and danced in the heavy rain, both exclaiming that the corn was finally saved.

The heavy rain lasted for a full hour, soaking the two old men for just as long. When the dark clouds dispersed and the sun peeked out again, the fields were filled with ditches and leveled fields.

Whether it was an illusion or not, the corn stalks seemed thicker to the two of them, and the leaves had all stretched out, turning from yellow to emerald green, exuding vitality.

As Long Yun walked north, she controlled the heavy rain that was falling, irrigating the arid northern land.

With this heavy rain, there won't be any more rain after this, and this year's corn yield won't be affected; it's sure to be a bumper harvest.

Two hours later, the water level of the Yangtze River dropped by nearly a foot, and the danger was finally over. She was relieved.

With a thought, she retracted the fighter jet into her spatial storage and arrived at a low-lying area. While she was in the air, although the dikes had been saved and the flood had not destroyed the city, several days of heavy rain had caused severe waterlogging in the farmland and the city.

For example, the place where she is right now is in a low-lying area, and the water level has already submerged half of the house, more than a meter deep.

The water level on that piece of land was more than a foot deep. If the water wasn't removed, all the work done this year would have been for nothing, and there would definitely be no harvest.

That's why she came to this lowest-lying area, intending to divert the water into the Yangtze River.

The embankment was quite muddy, so she found a two-meter square granite slab and a rattan chair, sat down, and then used her mind to collect the accumulated water within a kilometer radius of the low-lying area into her space, and then released the water into the Yangtze River.

The once calm water surface suddenly disappeared in such a large area, and the surrounding water immediately rushed into the newly vacated area.

Li Mo'er waited for a while until the water filled the area before putting the water back into her spatial storage and sending it into the Yangtze River.

Although the rain has stopped, people's travel is still affected in the city, with floodwaters reaching more than a foot deep.

Unbeknownst to them, people walking on the street felt that the water level on the road seemed to be getting lower and lower. The water level, which was just up to their knees, had now reached their calves.

What made them happiest was that there were some rivers and fish ponds around the city. The heavy rain had flooded the rivers and fish ponds, and all the fish had escaped. Many of them had swum into the city. As the water level dropped, the fish were exposed, and the citizens rushed into the streets to catch them.

The happiest people were the children, who splashed around in the water, catching fish and having a great time. If they were lucky, they could even catch one or two big carp weighing two or three pounds!

Two hours later, the water level reached ankle height, and the large fish were darting back and forth in the shallow water, with the children chasing after them.

A clever person makes a net, observes the direction the fish swims, and scoops it up from the front, catching a big fish!