The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 108 The Strike Hoe

Amisha: "..."

Every previous generation of young witches had struggled with the giant hoe when they first learned planting magic, but none of them had ever done it like this.

Although the little witches of the past worried that they wouldn't be able to control the big hoe and cultivate the land, they only worked hard in class and on weekends, and at most stayed a little longer after class to get more acquainted with the big hoe.

And she won't assign tasks that can't be completed!

The purpose of setting a deadline is to get the little witches to work hard, not to starve them.

Generally speaking, large hoes require a deeper level of contamination to control.

Generally speaking, if you immerse yourself in the lessons diligently and practice controlling your movements earnestly, you'll be able to control them fairly well by the time get out of class ends on Friday.

Although Friday afternoons are for magic Q&A sessions, to make things easier for the little witches, the first Q&A session is held in the fields. If there are no questions, they can continue tilling the land!
This week, she assigned less homework, leaving two days over the weekend for them to cultivate the land.

As for the watering can, it's much easier to control than a large hoe. With a little effort, you can control it to rise into the air and spray weed-killing pesticide.

Even if it's unstable or the sprinkling isn't even, it's not a big problem.

She had anticipated the potential waste, so she provided a sufficient amount of weed-killing potion. Diluting it with water would definitely be enough to use.

If even a single drop of the weed-killing potion is poured onto the corresponding plant, it will surely die overnight.

Even if the watering can doesn't cooperate, it won't affect this large-scale weeding that doesn't require precise control.

Basically, as long as they don't slack off on the weekend, no little witch will fail to develop her own farm before Monday.

It doesn't need to be too big. Each dormitory already has a plot of land in its courtyard, so just cultivating a little more land will be enough.

Moreover, this land is used to learn plant magic. Once you've learned it, you can use magic to take good care of the plants, and they will grow very quickly.

A small plot of land is more than enough to support a little witch.

Even a little witch who isn't good at plant magic can easily grow some ordinary vegetables and grains using plant magic! They're not some difficult magical plants to care for!

Why are this year's little witches so anxious that they have to bring a big hoe to class?

The little witches of the past weren't like this!

Oh, right, back then, the little witches didn't have farm tool cards, and they couldn't control the big hoe properly, so they couldn't even carry the big hoe around!

Amisha looked at Moran. Needless to say, this method must have been her idea, right?
Moran met Amisha's gaze, looking completely bewildered. Why was the dean staring at her like that? She hadn't done anything lately! She was busy proofreading the workbook pages!

"Alright, hug each other if you want! But don't let it affect your listening to the lesson!" Amisha convinced herself. She was a dean who respected students and didn't follow dogma. As long as they listened attentively and absorbed the knowledge, the students could lie down and study as much as they wanted!
I worked hard all night and all morning.

During this afternoon's planting magic class, the little witches discovered that their big hoes were much more obedient!
My bad temper is completely gone!

Although the landing is still not very accurate, this is no longer a problem with the hoe.

It's because they didn't control it accurately and didn't direct it well.

To use a cooking magic analogy, it means that even they themselves have never tilled the land, and have only seen Lady Amisha demonstrate it, so they wouldn't be very skilled at directing the hoes.

Sometimes the force isn't enough, and sometimes the accuracy isn't good enough.

But it doesn't matter, it doesn't stop the little witches from frantically clearing the land.

If the hoe goes astray, just aim it and try again. If it's too shallow, just use more force and try again.

In short, it's much better than before when the tip of the hoe couldn't even be stuck into the ground. At least the ground under our feet shows some signs of being cultivated.

At this moment, the part of Moran's memory of the farmers from Blue Star began to exert its power.

Under her command, her large hoe steadily lifted its head each time, plunging heavily into the ground, and then pulling it out, bringing up the mud from deep within.

The power, depth, and accuracy are all excellent.

She followed closely behind the large hoe, turning over every inch of the ground as it went.

The efficiency was so high that it amazed all the little witches.

"No doubt about it! Moran must have been an expert farmer in his previous life!" Sylph said.

When she was little, she often followed her parents around tending to the flowers and plants with a small hoe and shovel. She wasn't this skilled at tilling the land.

The other little witches shared the same thought.

It's no secret that Moran is a soul from another world and has more life experience than them.

"She should have finished tilling the land by the time she gets out of class today, right? That's fast... huh?"

Before Ais could finish her envious words, she saw Moran raise his hoe high, gently place it on the ground, and then lie motionless.

"Moran, what's wrong with it?" Ais asked curiously, "It was fine just a moment ago, why did it suddenly stop moving?"

Moran shook her head. She kept urging her magic to get the slapped hoe back to work, but it was as if it had no bones, slippery and elusive. Her magic was pushed away as soon as it was used.

If she hadn't sensed a slight resistance emanating from the hoe, she would have almost thought that the hoe hadn't been touched by her and was just an ordinary hoe.

I have absolutely no idea why it suddenly stopped working.

She ran towards Ms. Amisha, who was eating a small cake on the edge of the field: "Director, why can't I move my hoe all of a sudden?"

Amisha calmly replied, "Don't worry, this is normal! Even a hoe will want to rest sometimes, especially when it's not yet familiar with you. If you put too much pressure on it and it's not fully obedient to you yet, it will get tired and throw a tantrum when you've squeezed it too hard."

Moran: "(°△°|||)?"

She turned to look at the hoe lying on the ground, pretending to be dead, and said incredulously, "I put pressure on it?"

Tired of using a hoe?

That’s not right!

"Dean, I practiced cleaning techniques, and the brooms in the dormitory are working perfectly fine. They've never stopped working."

Amisha shook her head: "How big is the plot of land in the dormitory? Besides, hoes are for physical labor, so you have to be understanding! Every item has its own temperament, and hoes are generally a bit difficult to handle, which is normal. You need to patiently get to know and control them!"
Once it truly accepts you, it'll be willing to work 25 hours a day, even if you work 24 hours a day!

Moran: "..."

Ms. Amisa said she almost thought the giant hoe had come to life.

She finally understood: the stubbornness of the hoe had subsided, but the laziness had returned.

She also needs to give it some rest time, and she can't use it too much before she gets along with it.