The plant in the dream was a tree, just under three ters tall, and Kim Haru chopped it down until it was barely two ters—almost his height. Then, he shoved a watering can into its branches, dragged it to the edge of a pond, and made the tree draw water to irrigate the fields.
If it didn't learn how to water the plants, Kim Haru would just snap off one of its branches.
Kim Haru could almost hear the poor tree whimpering in grievance.
Even after he woke up, the tree in his dream hadn't figured out how to water the plants.
Kim Haru: "…"
Well, that was sothing. People always said that what you think about during the day influences your dreams at night, but he hadn't even made it to the night yet—he'd just taken a short nap, and his brain had already co up with such a wild idea?
However, on second thought, maybe this dream wasn't completely impossible.
Kim Haru pondered over it.
While he couldn't actually force a mutated plant to do his chores for him like in the dream, there were people in this world who had plant-type abilities, weren't there? Stay tuned to My Virtual Library Empire
He rembered that those with plant-related powers could control plants, and who knows—there might even be a plant that could water itself!
He wondered if plant-type ability users also sold their plants. Maybe he could find soone.
Kim Haru wrote down this idea in his notebook, right next to "automatic watering system." Either one would be incredibly useful in its own way. After all, it was a new world with new thods.
But that would have to wait until after the next search party was organized. For now, he still had to figure out how to water the crops during the few days he'd be away.
"If only I had so plastic bottles," he thought. He could've made a simple drip irrigation system with bottles. Unfortunately, he didn't have any on hand.
Solutions co from creative thinking. No bottles, no hoses—he didn't even have pipes. But he did have bamboo!
Originally, Kim Haru thought about cutting the bamboo into sections to replace bottles, but after testing it out, he found that bamboo tubes were difficult to seal properly after poking holes in them. He had to abandon that idea and decided to build a water channel using bamboo instead.
He selected the right bamboo, split it in half, and cleaned out the nodes in the middle to ensure the water could flow smoothly. He then tested channeling water from the kitchen to the wheat field.
As for the soybeans on the other side, Kim Haru decided not to worry about them. They'd be ready for harvest the next day anyway, and he wasn't planning on planting anything imdiately after. It felt like a bit of a waste of ti, but without soone to water the plants, there was no point in sowing new seeds.
Kim Haru assud the water in the kitchen was purified, but he still had concerns about whether the watering can had so hidden feature he hadn't yet discovered. To be safe, he decided to let the kitchen water flow into the watering can first, then tilt the watering can to pour the water into the bamboo channel and onto the wheat field.
To make sure the water reached the right spot, he needed sothing to support the bamboo channels. That wasn't too difficult though. Kim Haru gathered all the tools he needed and experinted several tis. At first, the bamboo wouldn't stay in place, tipping over when the water started flowing, or the connections between the bamboo pieces weren't sealed properly, causing the water to leak out.
After multiple adjustnts, he finally got the water to flow smoothly all the way to the wheat field.
Using the watering can had another advantage: Kim Haru didn't have to worry about the water continuously flowing and drowning the wheat. He had tested the watering can the very first ti he used it, and found that the water given to each plot of land was just the right amount. Even if he poured more water, it would simply flow back into the watering can.
The watering issue was now solved.
Kim Haru carefully stored the bamboo pipes and supports, ready to set them up just before he left.
He then brought Sir Peckington and Little Nugget in front of him and seriously warned them, "In a couple of days, I'll be leaving for a while. It'll just be the two of you left here, so behave yourselves, okay? Don't cause any trouble, especially don't ss with the stuff I just set up. If it falls over and the wheat dies, there'll be no food.
And if there's no food, I'll have no choice but to cook the two of you."
Kim Haru was trying his best to scare them, though he wasn't sure if they could understand a word he was saying. Once he finished his speech, he let the two chickens go and let them wander around as they pleased.
As he ntioned earlier, he didn't plan on locking them in the cage while he was away for the next few days. He trusted the system-produced Little Nugget to keep its little follower, Sir Peckington, in line.
Watching the two chickens scurry around, enjoying themselves, Kim Haru suddenly rembered he had set a trap in the mountains.
He'd nearly forgotten, being so busy.
As he walked up the mountain, Kim Haru started thinking: if his trap caught another small animal, should he braise it, deep-fry it, or maybe stew it? He wondered if it might be suitable for steaming...
Without even seeing a single animal hair, he had already planned out every step of the process. You could say he was a little overconfident.
He was about to be proven wrong.
The last ti Kim Haru left, the trap looked a certain way, and now that he returned, it looked the sa, not to ntion the little piglet he wanted.
Reviews
All reviews (0)