Full-Time Wizard: Starting with Harvesting Wheat

The woman was carried back.

Seeing that the rain outside the window showed no signs of abating and was instead becoming even more torrential, with raindrops splashing up muddy water as they hit the muddy ground, the man finally gritted his teeth, grabbed his already soaked raincoat, and rushed back into the raging rain.

About half an hour later, Olga paced anxiously at the door. He tried several times to rush out, but Roy held him back.

He couldn't drag the stronger boy away, but at least he could speak convincingly, and coupled with Olga's belief in chivalry, the latter had no choice but to obey.

However, as the male homeowner spent more and more time away from home, Roy realized that he was unlikely to be able to persuade the impulsive teenager.

Chivalry is important, but it can never be more important than one's own parents.

If the male homeowner doesn't return soon, Roy will have no choice but to try elbowing Olga to immobilize him.

He gripped Olga's arm tightly with one hand, while using the other to simulate, constantly fine-tuning the angle and point of force of his elbow strike with the aid of the Eye of True Sight, preparing to take Olga down before he completely lost control.

Fortunately, the male homeowner finally appeared at the door just before Olga reached her breaking point.

He carried his soaking wet mistress on his back, his raincoat covered in mud, clearly having slipped and fallen badly in the field.

At this time, the woman was in a coma.

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[Race: 99.4% Human, 0.6% Unknown Bloodline]

[Attributes: Strength 0.6, Constitution 0.5, Spirit 0.3, Magic Power 0.1]

……

[Status: High fever]

High fever: 38.5°C. Significant decrease in three-dimensional physical attributes; failure to treat promptly will lead to serious complications.

"Mom!" Olga rushed forward, her voice trembling with tears, but was stopped by the man's tired and stern gaze.

Upon hearing the rustling sound of clothes being removed, Roy immediately turned around sensibly.

At the same time, his heart sank.

High fever had a very high mortality rate in the Middle Ages because there were no medicines available, and the infection could easily lead to complications such as pneumonia.

There were no doctors in the town, only a priest who knew a little bit of medical skills, but they were of no use to the high fever.

This is basically a dead end.

After washing herself in the wooden tub, the woman looked pained, as if ants were crawling all over her body.

The anxious male homeowner even considered bleeding her, based on the "humoral theory," which holds that bleeding can expel impure bodily fluids and thus achieve a cure.

Roy breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the male homeowner did not know the basic procedures of bloodletting therapy and dared not make any rash moves, otherwise the female homeowner's condition might have worsened.

However, the worrying thing still happened.

The rain outside the window showed no sign of stopping; on the contrary, it poured down harder and harder. The rainwater gathered into muddy streams, flowing freely in the yard, and the dirt road leading to the town had long since become a treacherous swamp.

For three whole days, Roy watched the female homeowner's data; her fever fluctuated wildly, sometimes even reaching over 39°C.

He had considered going out to collect some usable herbs based on data, but ultimately gave up the idea.

The Eye of True Sight is not a panacea; many herbs require combination with other substances to work. However, based on Roy's experiments with the Eye of True Sight over the past two days, it does not have the function of establishing connections between items.

The Eye of True Sight can clearly tell you what a single herb can do, but if Roy puts two herbs together, it can only tell you the characteristics of each herb. Whether the two herbs conflict or can be used together is a realm it cannot reach.

The husband had also given the wife a soup made from a certain herb, but unfortunately...

[Heart-Clearing Herbal Soup]

【Materials: Heartwort leaves, water, soil】

【Capacity: 121.4ML】

[Effect: Soothes the mind and relaxes the body]

This isn't some kind of medicinal soup; it's more like a bowl of tea.

Moreover, the soup contained soil that was deliberately added, which made Roy realize once again the lack of current medical resources.

He dared not go out to collect herbs anymore.

On the morning of the fourth day, the rain finally stopped.

The male homeowner silently pushed open the door, his face ashen.

Overwhelmed with grief, he first went to see the priest, and then went straight to the carpenter's shop.

When he returned, he was followed by two neighbors who helped carry a rough pine coffin.

Yes, the lady of the house is dead; she died last night.

She was able to hold on for so long thanks to the male homeowner's meticulous care.

Olga broke down in tears as she watched her mother's body being taken away, while Roy stood to the side, swaying slightly, feeling a sense of oppression in his heart.

The last time I saw a corpse was just a month ago. My parents were killed by a dark wizard; their bodies were intact, but their heads had been neatly severed. The priest held a small funeral, wrapping them in coarse linen and burying them simply.

After a person dies, they should be buried quickly to prevent the body from decomposing and causing disease.

Therefore, the next day, with the weather still rainy, the funeral for the lady of the house began.

After only a dozen minutes of prayers, the priest completed his basic voluntary service, and she was hastily buried, ending the service in a rather rushed manner.

Then everyone returned to their daily routines.

The sudden downpour caused them huge losses. The wheat in the fields that had not been harvested in time had already fallen over and rotted after being soaked by the continuous rain. The golden wheat fields had been turned into large areas of mud and filth, which was devastating.

When the ground was dry enough that a handful of soil could be crumbled, Roy took over the task from the male head of the household and began the autumn plowing.

He realized the fragility of human life and seemed to foresee what would happen to him after October.

He didn't want to just wrap himself up casually and be buried in the ground.

So now, he needs to make the most of every minute to improve himself.

The wheat field had become his personal territory. Since the master and Olga were both in grief, he could have easily leveled up his stamina cap to 0.5, but he didn't.

As he focused his mind on the movements, familiar prompts immediately appeared.

Tillage (with hoe)

[Lower back: 15% excessive forward tilt]

[Footprints: Spacing too wide, 16cm]

[Grip position: 3.8cm off from the optimal power point]

……

[Current action accuracy: 43%]

Roy made adjustments little by little, following the guidance of the data.

[Current action accuracy: 65%...72%...78%...]

Efficiency has improved noticeably. The hoes have turned up larger and deeper clods of soil, and weeds and leftover straw have been completely swept into the ground.

Just over two days later, he had cultivated 1.5 acres of land, and the moment the hoe struck the ground for the last time, reaching the standard depth—

【你已完成翻耕0.3亩黏质壤土（耕作层深度≥25cm），获得力量属性0.1，上限0.5/0.5】

A surge of heat, even more intense than when harvesting wheat, instantly swept over my entire body!

With his strength reaching 0.7, he felt stronger than ever before, able to easily fight two Olgas alone. And with the help of this power, the remaining 1.5 acres of land were completed in just over a day.

Before the autumn planting season, Roy was thin and his arms were as long and thin as tree branches.

After the autumn planting, Roy's overall physique remained largely unchanged, but the muscles in his arms were undoubtedly much firmer, exuding a powerful and beautiful aura.

He discreetly concealed his muscles with strips of cloth, making it impossible for others to notice anything unusual.

Then, Roy received several days' worth of food rations from the male head of the household.

He finished his work ahead of schedule, but he couldn't go without food; these were necessities for him to continue living.

Before leaving, he saw Olga still using that stone to train herself.

The boy had a strong will and quickly recovered from his grief.

Despite his mother's death, his belief in becoming a knight was not broken; on the contrary, it made him even more determined.

From Olga, Roy also heard a crucial piece of information.

"Every three years, the lord summons the strongest young men from the towns of Blackwater Territory to his manor for a knight's squire test. If they pass the test, they will become knight's squires and may have the potential to become knights in the future."

"And in our Lanxi Town, there are two spots available for him to visit his manor."

After the downpour, a flame burned brighter than ever in Olga's eyes: "The next conscription isn't far off, probably in about a month. I hope I can go with you, Roy."

Roy neither confirmed nor denied this.

The criteria for recruitment are teenagers under the age of 16.

Among this group of people, Roy had already seen some who were even stronger than him.

He can continue to grow rapidly, while Olga, frankly, Roy doesn't think he has much of a chance.

However, he still responded positively to Olga's proposal, provided that Olga could actually keep up with him.

Before leaving, Roy slowly walked to the 28-kilogram stone and exerted force with both arms.

It was easily lifted up.