Chapter 322 No, what a great disciple, no.

Nan Ran: There is absolutely no other intention.

All they need is free labor.

However, as a teacher, he still needs to save face.

If I were to tell the truth, wouldn't it be too hurtful to face a child with a guilty yet eager-to-learn expression?
After thinking for a moment, he said, "If you water one hole at a time, wouldn't that be much slower? But if you water two, three, or even five or ten holes at the same time, wouldn't that speed up the process?"

"Of course, quality is still more important."

Nan Ran advised, "Don't focus on one thing and neglect another."

So they sent someone to continue watering.

Feng Yang seemed to be deep in thought, as if he had gained some insight.

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and understood what Nanran meant.

He became even more convinced that his master wanted to guide his cultivation!

Yes, watering one hole at a time is naturally slow.

Even if you water them very quickly, one by one, you still won't be able to finish watering them before dawn.

But what if we changed the method and watered a hundred holes each time?

At the original speed, it might only be able to water around 900 plants in 15 minutes.

But if you water a hundred holes at once, you might be able to water nine thousand in a quarter of an hour!
At this rate, how can we not finish watering?

Even if he can't finish watering them all, he can water a thousand, ten thousand... But how can he do that, watering a hundred, or even a thousand or ten thousand at once?
Feng Yang returned to the fields and stared blankly at the vast expanse of land.

After a while, he decided to give it a try.

At first, he simply controlled the water column to split in two and fall into two different pits.

After gradually getting used to it, I gradually divided the water jet into three, four, five... At first, it was fine because there were fewer water jets, and it was easy to control the size of each water jet to ensure that each water jet was just enough to water the hole.

It also controls the force with which the water column falls.

To prevent the seedlings in the small pit from being killed by the water jet. But soon, he began to feel overwhelmed.

As the water column split into more and more streams, his water control technique became increasingly unstable.

When the water was divided into sixty streams, the water jets became completely out of control, exceeding the force limit and killing all sixty seedlings. The water jets also affected the seedlings that had already been watered nearby.

Feng Yang suddenly felt like the sky had fallen.

He not only failed to complete the task assigned to him by his master, but he also damaged the seedlings.

He was about to go and apologize to Nan Ran, but after taking a few steps, he suddenly remembered that he still had so many seedlings that he hadn't watered.

"Master said that if we don't finish watering them before sunrise, all these seedlings will die."

If he leaves now, all these seedlings will die because of his delay by dawn. Master will probably be even angrier.

The more Feng Yang thought about it, the colder his back became. He was extremely flustered, afraid that he would be expelled from the sect right after becoming an apprentice.

After much deliberation, he decided to continue watering.

Water as much as you can.

Trying to remedy the situation as much as possible should hopefully mitigate the punishment.

Perhaps the master won't expel him from the sect; he'll just give him a few beatings and teach him a lesson.

Thinking this way, Feng Yang did just that.

Fail where you fail, and fail again there.

Feng Yang divided the water column into sixty streams again, and unsurprisingly, another unexpected incident occurred.

This time, I managed to control the force, but not the amount of water.

As a result, a whole patch of seedlings nearby was flooded.

Another batch of people died.


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