Chapter 247: Chapter 158: Mole Beast; Preparations for Entering the Ancestral Hall
’Does that an the Mole Beast might recover?’
But regardless of whether it can or not, he had to make sure it was well-fed and watered.
With four powerful support Abilities like these, the Mole Beast would play a crucial role in the developnt of both Cheng Family Village and the Wilderness World until he could acquire a second Beastman Essence!
Luo Zheng smiled. "Rest assured, My Lord. This is my forte."
Cheng Zongyang nodded slightly and let them get to their work.
He wasn’t in a hurry to take the Mole Beast out, either.
Even if he were to put the Mole Beast to work right now, there was one primary task—digging a tunnel!
A tunnel connecting Cheng Family Village to Golden Bridge Village.
Later, he could build a house in Golden Bridge Village to conceal the tunnel entrance.
Supplies and personnel could co and go through the tunnel. This would further enhance the secrecy of Cheng Family Village.
But Golden Bridge Village had long since been burned to the ground. Building a single house there would be abrupt and arouse suspicion.
As for the future of Golden Bridge Village, he already had plans and was in no rush.
In the future, the Mole Beast would dig tunnels, then cellars, and after that, it would search for ore, dicinal Materials, and so on.
There were many tasks, but only one Mole Beast, so he had to prioritize them based on urgency.
After that, most of the matters were more or less handled.
Cheng Zongyang hung the map of the wilderness on the wall of the small cabin for easy reference later and gave the sugarcane and pineapple directly to Li Xingyun to cultivate.
After dealing with these things, Cheng Zongyang glanced at his watch. It was past four o’clock. The sky was already starting to brighten.
He left the marketplace cabin and reappeared in his own room.
He didn’t feel sleepy, so he continued to practice the Breath-holding Technique.
As the crows of village roosters rose and fell, Cheng Zongyang slowly opened his eyes and exhaled at a specific, controlled rhythm.
A minute later, he took the watch from his pocket and glanced at it. It was already 6:30 in the morning.
Outside, the sky was bright, and the villagers were already up and working. He could even hear the mbers of the Martial Arts Hall lining up and counting off.
He had implented so of the Basic physical training for the Martial Arts Hall by borrowing military training thods from his past life.
Besides training their discipline, it also trained their teamwork. Most importantly, it improved the naturally average Physique of these people.
Only by improving their physical fitness could they ensure steady progress in Body Forging, even if they couldn’t achieve twice the results with half the effort. This prevented their physical condition from failing to keep up with the intensity of Body Forging, which could lead to insufficient qi and blood, causing them to fall behind.
It was just like Zhang Guangwen, who had slightly insufficient qi and blood after reaching Entry Grade and could only be considered to have barely made it.
Later, he had to rely on the help of Body Tempering Powder to improve and reach the true strength of the Entry Grade.
He glanced at his Attribute Panel. His proficiency with the Breath-holding Technique was currently a pitiful three points.
To reach Entry Grade, he needed at least 100 points.
’Getting to the Beginner level is incredibly slow!’
Finally, he shook his head, got up, changed his clothes, and walked outside.
As soon as he stepped out, he saw a large crowd gathered in the distance in the area Beyond the River.
This puzzled Cheng Zongyang. Just then, he happened to see his younger brother, Cheng Zongliang, with a small cloth bag on his back, apparently on his way to the schoolhouse to study.
When he saw Cheng Zongyang, he called out sothing like, "Big Brother, good morning."
But his eyes were barely open, and his sleepy, dazed expression was quite amusing to Cheng Zongyang.
They went to the schoolhouse so early not to study, but to train.
At his request, the schoolhouse scheduled half an hour in the early morning for Basic physical training.
It was like morning exercises before class. Not only did it boost their morning energy, but it also improved their physical fitness—a good thing that killed two birds with one stone.
Physical training should start from childhood, not wait until they begin their Martial Arts studies.
This would greatly improve the physical fitness of the village’s children and adolescents.
"Looking at your condition, you seem a bit sturdier than before. You must have learned quite a bit."
Cheng Zongliang yawned, shot his big brother a look, and sighed. "If I don’t learn anything, Dad will beat
to death. And he won’t let
see Zhaodi and Laidi."
Cheng Zongliang wasn’t particularly afraid of his big brother. He knew his brother had always doted on him, even if he was a bit strict at tis.
Hearing his reason for studying, Cheng Zongyang almost laughed in exasperation. ’This kid is fighting for love, huh?’
Cheng Zongyang walked over, put an arm around his shoulder, and said as they walked:
"So how are your studies going? If you don’t do well, won’t Zhaodi and the others say you’re not ambitious?"
The two brothers hadn’t chatted like this in a long ti. Cheng Zongliang didn’t mind, letting his big brother lead him along with an arm on his shoulder. He just ignored the last part of his brother’s question, held up the cloth satchel slung across his body, and chuckled.
"They definitely won’t. See this bag? It was a gift from your two future sisters-in-law."
Cheng Zongyang stopped in his tracks, his expression darkening. ’When did this kid learn to show off his relationship and rub it in my face?’ He imdiately shot him a sideways glance.
"...Wait, before the Zhaodi sisters ca to our family, I never saw you act like this. How did you change so much afterward?"
Cheng Zongliang felt a bit embarrassed and started walking forward again without a word.
Cheng Zongyang was amused. ’There’s definitely sothing fishy going on that I don’t know about.’
But he didn’t continue teasing him. He quickened his pace to catch up, putting his arm around his shoulder again. "So, how are things at the schoolhouse?"
Cheng Zongliang imdiately puffed out his chest. "No problem at all. It’s all stuff you had
read before, so of course I’m learning fast. But right now, the teacher is just teaching us how to read and recognize characters. He does, however, often praise you..."
The two brothers continued walking toward the area Beyond the River as they chatted.
From his younger brother, Cheng Zongyang was also able to learn about so of the problems the schoolhouse was facing.
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