The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 106 The Stubborn Hoe
After the hoes and watering cans were properly prepared, Ms. Amisha had them use the hoes to till the land during class the next afternoon.

After briefly teaching them how to use a hoe to till the land, how to build ridges, and how to dilute the weed killer with water and spray it on the ground to kill weeds, Ms. Amisa said:

"By next Monday, you will have the right to use as much land as you can cultivate."

Until the start of fourth grade, the land you cultivate, and the produce from that land, belong to you.

Just a heads up, starting from second grade, you will only be able to get meat from the food distribution area.

All other ingredients will have to be grown by yourselves!
"If you can't grow them, don't worry, you won't starve. There are plenty of breadfruit orchards waiting for you!"

Just hearing the words "breadfruit" made the little witches' tongues ache.

If in second grade we had nothing to eat but meat and could only eat breadfruit to supplement our nutrition, that would be too miserable.

This is not comforting, it's a threat!

They had all read a bit of "The Magic of Plants: A Brief Introduction to Growing Vegetables." If they were to grow everything themselves, they would need vegetables, spices, grains, and oilseeds—none of them could be missing.

The small plot of land in the dormitory courtyard is only enough to grow some vegetables and spices; they need to cultivate more land to grow grains and oil crops.

Ms. Amisha sat sideways on the flying broomstick and floated up to a height of four or five meters above the ground.

The little witches didn't dare to be careless at all and immediately started working.

They had no doubt that if the fields weren't properly cultivated, the food distribution center wouldn't give them a single vegetable or a drop of oil next year!

The hoe has been infected, but it is not easy to control the infected hoe with magic.

Just like cooking magic controls kitchen utensils and cleaning magic controls cleaning tools, you need to get used to it gradually.

When the dean ordered the land to be cultivated, they couldn't even lift their own hoes with magic.

In the end, they could only put the hoes back into the cards, scatter them, find their own plots of land to cultivate, and then take out the hoes to try to control the tilling.

The little witches weren't even as tall as the big hoe. At first, they weren't very good at controlling the hoe and couldn't stand too far away, often risking being hit.

At this point, Amisha would beckon with her finger and use levitation to slightly deflect the hoe so that it hits the ground instead of the little witches' heads.

The witch didn't have much of an advantage in controlling the giant hoe.

Vasita and Sylph were also suffering greatly from their unruly hoes.

You can never let the hoe land where it should.

Even though Moran had experience practicing cleaning techniques and controlling large brooms, the large hoe in front of him was no more obedient than anyone else's.

The ability to establish a connection with objects through magical infiltration, and then control those objects with magical power, is an innate racial talent of witches.

According to the theories of human mages, witches and sorceresses can subtly mold something into their own "shape".

This "shape" does not refer to physical appearance, but rather to the degree of obedience.

All witches, regardless of their other magical talents, possess this ability.

Without a hierarchy of talent, no little witch could "inexplicably" surpass the other little witches.

Whether it's kitchen utensils, cleaning tools, or farm implements, the only way to get them used to is through gradual break-in.

The longer something is used and conditioned, the more obedient it becomes. Some ordinary tools, used by witches over the years and imbued with magical power, can even develop a kind of spirituality.

This is why witches, once they reach adulthood, are always obsessed with saving money to build their own witch's house.

Only with a home can those tainted pots and pans, tables and chairs, hoes and sickles, brooms and dustpans find a stable place to live.

These things in other races' homes are just useless junk.

But all these things in the witch's house are weapons that can be swarmed and servants that can automatically take care of their master.

This year's little witches have various portable tool cards, making it easier for them to develop their own tools in the future.

Of course, all of this will take a long time.

The little witches are still having headaches because of their stubborn hoes.

The saying "stubborn to the end" comes from a frustrated Moran:
"I really think the big hoe is harder to control than the big broom! It always seems to be doing the opposite of what I want! Like a stubborn bull, I can't pull it back at all!"

“Who says otherwise!” Vasida had barely finished speaking when the hoe, which had been steadily in motion, suddenly turned and came hurtling towards her forehead.

Then, with a magical flick of Ms. Amisha's magic, it was smashed into the ground next to her, and the hedgehog grass in that area was all snapped in half by the hoe:
"I feel like my hoe is particularly interested in my forehead! It always aims for my head!"

"Hoe, hoe, can you listen to me? Be steady, don't move around! I want to clear more land to plant things!"

Sylph, holding a hoe, gave him gentle instructions.

Her hoe didn't rebel and aim at her head, but it wobbled and bounced around uncontrollably.

“Sylph, this hoe has only been around for such a short time, it’s far from developing any spirit! Do you think it can understand you when you talk to it?” Vasita called out to Sylph in the nearby field, puzzled.

“What if he understands?” Sylph replied.

After the class ended, no one had managed to cultivate even a single square meter of land.

Ms. Amisa left after class, but the little witches couldn't easily go back.

“We can’t keep this stubborn hoe going until next Monday, and then we won’t have a place to grow vegetables to eat from second grade onwards, can we?” Ais said with a worried look on her face.

“At least there’s a dormitory courtyard!” Alba said.

“The hoe is disobedient, and Ms. Amisha isn’t around. It’s risky to hoe after class, but magical infiltration is safe. Let’s infiltrate the hoe more often after class! The more we infiltrate it, the more obedient it will become,” Moran said.

That's how she controlled the big broom.

Ais nodded: "This hoe is so big, I can't even lift it. I can't get it cleaned on the way. I can only clean it after I get back to the dormitory."

"I can carry it, hehe!"

Vasita pulled on her magic, and the hoe immediately became still, lying quietly on the ground. She picked it up and hoisted it onto her shoulder: "Easy peasy!"

"Vashida, your strength has increased again?" Moran asked in surprise.

"Hmm!" Vasita smiled, wiping the large hoe with her hand. "I guess it's because I eat a lot that I'm so healthy!"

“This must be related to your witch talent!” Moran said, “A normal little witch would just feel full if she ate too much, or even gain weight. It’s impossible for her to have a well-proportioned figure and gain strength!”