The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 109 It seems this is a "well-behaved" one.
Moran found out the reason and had no choice but to come back and wait for Big Hoe to rest.

Because of the lazy nature of this big hoe, her wish to cultivate the land today has been dashed.

The hoe can be idle, but she can't be idle.

Moran took the watering can out of the card.

I wonder what kind of temperament this pot will have after it's been soaked in water?
She sat on the ground, holding a watering can and getting soaked.

The other little witches: "..."

That's terrible! Moran was so exhausted from using that big hoe that he collapsed!
However, even after they became skilled at hoeing, they couldn't escape the fate of abandoning their hoes.

This time it was their turn to feel heartbroken.

The hoes treat every master who exploits them equally.

By this time, Moran had already partially soaked the watering can.

She tried using magic to make the empty kettle float in the air, and it rose up smoothly. Although it was a little unstable, it was much easier to control than a hoe, since it didn't need to do anything; it just needed to tilt and sprinkle water steadily.

"Looks like this is a good one!" Moran thought to herself.

She glanced at a hoe that had already gone on strike for the second time and was lying dead on the ground.

She's figured it out: this guy needs to rest for half an hour after every half hour of work.

It won't be able to move for a while.

Thankfully, the watering can behaved itself, saying, "Let's spray the weed-killing magic first!"

Moran went to the medicine cabinet in the tool room and took out a tube of weed-killing potion.

The weed-killing potion comes in small glass bottles about the thickness of a finger, and one small bottle can be mixed with a full pot of water.

She poured a small amount into the watering can.

Then use the Clear Spring Technique to fill the pot with clear water.

"That's enough!" Moran took two steps back, activated her magic, and commanded the large-bellied watering can filled with weed-killing water to float into the air again.

Command me, command me again... Hmm? Why isn't the watering can moving at all?

She increased her magical output, and the watering can finally move.

It only moved slightly.

With increased magic output, the watering can finally rise, floating about a meter. Any higher, and even Moran, a high-level witch with 1532 mana of total magic power, would have trouble keeping up with the magic consumption.

"Fine, one meter it is! The hedgehog grass here has already drooped over." Moran directed the watering can to move around in the nearby areas she had already dug with a hoe, as well as the areas she was about to dig.

However, the good fortune didn't last long. After roughly sprinkling weed water on the ground that had been dug with a hoe, the watering can became noticeably difficult to control.

It shook more and more violently, and a lot of weed spray came out.

Moran quickly increased the magic output and strengthened the control command, and the watering can stabilized again.

It only lasted for less than three minutes before it started to become unstable again.

Moran gritted her teeth and continued to increase her magical output.

Huh? It's stable again.

This time, however, he couldn't even last a minute.

Control its descent and let it land on the ground. The lower it goes, the more it wobbles and resists.

It seemed as if if she didn't give it a little more magic, the watering can would spill all the weed-killing water inside.

That's water mixed with weed-killing potion, specially prepared for common weeds in farmland. Just one drop can kill a hedgehog grass plant.

It's such a waste to spill it like this! Moran felt like she was caught in a dilemma.

Fortunately, she was a witch, and her magic was much greater than that of an ordinary little witch. She then poured some more magic into the watering can.

The watering can has behaved itself again and is under control.

Moran knew that this guy wouldn't stay still for more than a few minutes, not even as long as a big hoe, and would need to be constantly fed magic.

She was like an unlucky guy who had fallen into a pyramid scheme and had all his money tied up, and could only keep using his magic to fill the hole, praying that the watering can had some conscience and wouldn't spill her weeding water!
Once the weed spraying is finished, the watering can becomes much easier to control, and you can no longer recklessly exploit its magic.

It's like the person who just scammed her with weed spray, not the watering can.

However, Moran wasn't going to tolerate it and immediately let it land.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and plopped down on the ridge next to her.

Looking at the character card, I saw that more than half of the magic power had been used up, 98% of which was consumed by the watering can!
Fortunately, the weeding water was finally sprayed evenly and safely onto the ground, with only a small amount wasted.

The seeds were also sprinkled on the plots of land that were to be cultivated.

This fraudulent kettle doesn't need to be pampered for now.

Seeing that she had stopped, Vasita, whose hoe had also just stopped working, ran over and asked, "Moran, is the watering can easier to control? You seemed to be controlling it quite well, succeeding on the first try, but why do you look a little unhappy?"

Moran forced an awkward smile: "If you were being threatened by a kettle, you probably wouldn't be happy either."

816 Mana! Sprinkle a pot of weed-killing water, and this guy has swallowed 816 Mana of her magic.

That's even worse than her selling trading cards!
She's always the one who preys on others; no one has ever preyed on her!

Besides, it's just a watering can, the watering can in the cards she made, the watering can she created!
"Huh? A threat?" Vasita didn't quite understand what she meant by threat.

Moran suddenly realized, "This is Vasita!"

She quickly shook her head: "It's nothing. Did you eat enough today?"

“I’m full! I even went to the breadfruit orchard this morning!” Vasita said.

“Then there’s no problem, Vasita, go ahead and try it! The watering can will definitely give you a big surprise!” Moran said, “Be careful~ don’t be careless.”

Looking around, of all the little witches, only Vasita, who never worries about magic flowers, could personally experience the pain she had just felt.

She couldn't bear to let the other little witches experience the same thing.

"Hey! Sylph!" Moran spotted the figure coming out of the tool shed and quickly went to meet her, pressing down on the weed-removing potion in her hand.

Sylph's magic power is already insufficient, so it's best not to let it get ruined by the watering can.

Under Sylph's puzzled gaze, Moran said, "Sylph, listen to me, try it with water first! Don't mix in the weed-killing potion right away!"

Sylph didn't quite understand, but she did as she was told.

Then she discovered that the watering can, which had been so easily controlled, was now only draining water and not taking it in. It was accepting all the magic it was supposed to produce, but it wouldn't move.

After trying several times with the same result, she asked Moran next to her in confusion, "Why doesn't it move when I fill it with water?"

Moran: "..."

She was wondering about it too!

I originally thought that since I filled the container with clean water, I wouldn't have to worry about being ripped off by the watering can. If it tried to overcharge me, I could just spill the water on the ground; it's water anyway, so I wouldn't feel bad.

To everyone's surprise, the guy just stopped moving.

If you didn't know better, you'd think it was some kind of special sprayer, dedicated to spraying pesticides and not water!

It seems they won't act until they see results: "How about you try mixing in a little less of the weed-killing potion?"

Sylph nodded, manually poured out most of the water, and then added a little weed-killing potion.