Chapter 190 When the Clouds Come

Liu Yansheng stepped on the mud beside the river bank. Behind him was a group of farmers holding the thick rope tightly, and there were guards.

Wu Bai suggested to him that he, the guard captain, should go into the water. His responsibility was to protect the people.

Liu Yansheng looked at the young man who was almost ten years younger than him and his breathless appearance. He resolutely rejected his proposal. The other party had tried his best to bring the long rope. The strongest people here were the farmers, who tied the long rope around their waists.

When he stepped into the water, he felt the power brought by the surging river, as if a cow was dragging his heels to make him fall, and the pulling force along the rope behind him prevented him from falling into the river.

The splashing water sprinkled on his clothes, freezing cold.

Even if the temperature here does not change much, it is already winter, and the flowing cold river water is quickly taking away the temperature from their bodies.

The head of the agricultural area grabbed the arm of the farmer who fell into the water and pulled him along the river bank, exerting force little by little, without confronting the water head-on.

He did not let the other party let go of the plant that he had been holding tightly. If he did not hold on to the other party tightly at that moment of letting go...

The risk was too great.

The water flow was too violent, and the power of nature was far beyond the reach of humans. The water flow on the river bank was like this, and if one of them fell into the middle of the river, they would be swallowed by the water flow in less than ten seconds.

There was no room for struggle.

Liu Yansheng only felt that his body was numb under the impact of the water flow, but his hands were still exerting strength, slowly dragging the drowning person to the shore bit by bit.

Without any other thoughts, he only wanted to pull the person ashore.

When the body of the drowning person had been completely pulled ashore, his lungs and nostrils were moving, indicating that he was still alive, and Liu Yansheng realized that he could let go and breathe.

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After this incident, the farmers who rushed to harvest were strictly prohibited from approaching the river bank. If they were not careful for a while, they would lose their lives and even their bodies would not be found.

The flow rate of the river increased beyond their imagination. All the harvesting teams evacuated directly to the other side after collecting all the ginger pieces on one side of the territory. The hundreds of acres of ginger fields could be regarded as their full load.

Carrots and other plant resources that could be collected had to be abandoned.

Let the rising river water drown them.

The drowning people were carried to the watchtower to warm up early. There was a fire specially used for heating, and the large watchtower itself could provide them with a dry area without raindrops.

When the agricultural teams sent to harvest counted the number of people who had completed the work and sat down next to the small area under the watchtower to rest, Ji Lin arrived.

Ji Lin received the notification and saw that it started to rain outside. Modern memories awakened in his mind. The case of floods caused by increased water flow due to rainfall flashed in his mind.

He immediately changed his clothes and rushed to the scene to command the front line.

Whether it was useful or not, their lord could always make people feel absolutely at ease when he was on the front line.

The one who arrived at the river bank earlier than him was the priestess of the goddess of life.

She knocked on the door of the city hall just before the rain began to confirm whether Wu Bai was assigned to work at the river bank.

Ji Lin nodded to confirm, looked at the priestess of the goddess of life in silence, and turned to go out.

Ji Lin was a little confused, and it took him a while to react that his guard captain Wu Bai seemed to have an unexpectedly good relationship with the priest of the goddess of life.

In any case, it is always good to have a healer to treat the wounded on the front line.

Ji Lin braved the non-stop rain and found a driver to take him there as fast as possible. It was too slow to walk the four or five kilometers.

From a distance, he saw the group of people hiding under the watchtower for warmth and huddled together. Instead of walking home in the rain, it was better to keep warm here and wait until the rain stopped or stopped.

Once infected, you have to lie down for several days.

Ji Lin did not hesitate and called the system directly to cover the original field with a row of ten most basic wooden houses, so that these people could go in and rest. Although these houses were simple, they were still places for people to rest for a short time.

Then he exchanged some firewood for the people to keep warm in the rain. With a fire for heating, they would be much more comfortable.

After doing all this, he walked towards Wu Bai who was waving at him.

Liu Yansheng explained the whole story to Ji Lin. When Ji Lin heard that no one died, he breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the side of the drowning person.

His frozen body gradually became active beside the fire, and the people in the same group took care of him and gave him the warm potion boiled by the Goddess of Life.

"What is this?"

Ji Lin noticed that there was an iron pot hanging on the fire in the middle of the watchtower. This was a large iron pot used to boil water when the guards needed water, and it could also be used to heat other food.

The territory has sufficient fuel (water and sunlight are all it takes to get fuel that is much better than coal mines, and the territory currently has no shortage of fuel), and it has a unified rationing system. Under Ji Lin's mandatory requirement, the water that the people of the territory use for drinking is boiled water that has been heated and disinfected.

The guards on duty in the distance obviously cannot get boiled water from the canteen, so in order for them to drink hot water and eat hot meals in time, they are all allocated iron pots.

The heated liquid in the iron pot had some dark yellow irregular flakes floating on it, but the liquid showed a light red color, which was obviously not ordinary boiling water. Smelling closer, Ji Lin smelled a faint spicy smell unique to ginger pieces, and there was also a hint of sweetness from sugar cane.

Just by smelling the spicy smell, Ji Lin felt that the chill in his body had been driven away by half.

He looked again and saw that many citizens were sipping the liquid from a small bowl made of large green leaves. The small bowl made of green leaves was probably the handiwork of Priestess Leia.

Ji Lin saw Leah standing aside, and vines sprouted from the earth to wrap around the watchtower, and green leaves shaped like small bowls grew on these vines. Cut the vines, and water as clear as a spring will flow out.

The power of life magic.

If the territory had its own clerical spellcasters...perhaps it would be much easier to face these disasters.

"Lord, this is brown sugar ginger tea..."

Liu Yansheng stood up hesitantly and answered Ji Lin's doubts.

"I used some fresh ginger. I heard that brown sugar ginger tea can dispel cold and dampness. All supplies for private use are..."

When Ji Lin heard Liu Yansheng's explanation, he didn't know that his men still had the means to make brown sugar ginger tea. Why had he never thought before that ginger could be made into ginger tea for use in the territory.

It can prevent colds and colds, drive away cold and dampness, and warm the stomach. It is naturally great to let the people working for you in the rain drink a bowl of hot ginger tea. You can also sell some ginger tea in teahouses in the future. .

"It happened suddenly. I didn't expect you to come out to collect it at this time. I just need to write an application and use report afterwards. Please help me fill a bowl."

Ji Lin had no intention of blaming Liu Yansheng. He nodded with a smile, sat on the floor, and asked him to fill a glass for himself.

Then he and Wu Bai discussed the changes in the river water and whether the flood control embankment could withstand the rising tide.

The night is still long, and their work doesn't stop there.