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Lei Zhenyu was filled with joy after receiving Chi Tianmin's answer. He had confidence in Chi Tianmin.

The villagers are simple and have been very kind to their family over the years. Those who have the ability to spare have helped him.

Lei Zhenyu is a person who knows how to be grateful. He originally planned to wait until he has achieved something to help the villagers, but now he can get help from Chi Tianmin in advance, which is great.

The villagers were regarded as Lei Zhenyu's benefactors, and now that Chi Tianmin was helping them, they were helping him repay the favor. Lei Zhenyu passed this feeling on to Chi Tianmin.

In Lei Zhenyu's mind, Chi Tianmin's willingness to help the villagers must be because of him. It has to be said that he has a lot on his mind.

Chi Tianmin turned around again, and there were working villagers all over the mountains and plains. Their faces were filled with the joy of harvest, and they could not feel the hard work at all.

Suddenly Chi Tianmin saw a unique place. Different from other busy scenes, no one was working in that field.

"Hey, why is no one harvesting here?" Chi Tianmin was in front of the field.

Lei Zhenyu rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment and said, "This is my family's land. My task today is to receive you. When you leave, I will harvest it at night."

Lei Zhenyu's family has their own land. Although Chi Tianmin now supports him and does not need to cultivate the land, the previous harvest must be harvested.

Looking at the large tracts of corn in front of him, Chi Tianmin frowned: "You had to plant so much land before?"

Lei Zhenyu is just a child, and Lei's mother is not in good health. Two people have to farm such a large piece of land. No wonder Lei's mother is not in good health.

"Don't let your mother do farm work in the future. Take good care of your body." Chi Tianmin reminded.

Chi Tianmin was a top medical student in his previous life. He could tell that Lei's mother was in poor physical condition. Lei Zhenyu was a filial person, so he gave a subtle hint.

Lei Zhenyu didn't think too much. He naturally didn't want his mother to work too hard.

In the past, it was for life, there was no other way, but now with Chi Tianmin, he could only accept his favor shamelessly, or at worst, give him his life, as long as his mother could be happy.

"You will definitely be reluctant to give away such a big piece of corn. I'll help you harvest it." Grain is the life of farmers. Even if there is no shortage of money, Lei Zhenyu cannot leave the grain for nothing.

Lei Zhenyu was shocked and quickly refused: "No, Mr. Chi, how can you do such dirty work? I can just harvest it slowly myself."

"Don't worry, I'm just trying it out. I haven't harvested corn yet? Just think of it for fun." Chi Tianmin said with a smile.

"Besides, if I get really tired, wouldn't there be help?" Chi Tianmin pointed to the guard beside him.

The guard has black lines on his head. He is a noble practitioner. How come he has become a handyman now and has to do all kinds of work?

Lei Zhenyu couldn't defeat him, so he had to go home and get the harvesting knife.

The guard refuses knives, as his long sword is much easier to use.

Chi Tianmin enthusiastically took the knife and started harvesting like Lei Zhenyu.

At the beginning, he felt very fresh, but after a while, he realized the hard work.

Harvesting corn required him to constantly stand up and bend down. After a while, he felt soreness in his back. This was not as easy as practicing martial arts.

The scorching sun burned his delicate skin, making it painful, and his little hands quickly developed blisters.

Looking at himself with tender skin and tender flesh, Chi Tianmin couldn't help but sigh. He once had the hands of a laborer, but now he has become the envy of others.

He stopped and took a rest, and saw Lei Zhenyu in front of him mechanically repeating the harvesting action, much more skilled and faster than him.

Looking at the guard again, his eyes couldn't help but light up, wow, this is incredible!

The guard raised his sword, gathered his energy, and swung his sword. A beam of sword light flew out, and a large piece of corn fell in response. This efficiency was more than ten times higher than that of Lei Zhenyu.

As expected, he is worthy of being a cultivator. His abilities are much stronger than ordinary people. Even if he is not a guard, he is still a good hand in farming.

The guard felt miserable in his heart: I may be the first practitioner to use spiritual energy to harvest corn, so woo woo, so embarrassing.

With the powerful output of the guard, it usually takes Lei Zhenyu and his mother to harvest the corn for two or three days, but it was harvested by the three of them in a few hours.

After the corn is harvested, the corn above needs to be beaten off and dried before it can be stored.

This job made Chi Tianmin difficult, because the guards' spiritual energy had no use, so they could only use the most primitive method, beating the corn.

Lei Zhenyu's family didn't farm much land, but Chi Tianmin's hands were sore from being beaten.

This also made Chi Tianmin realize firsthand the hardship of work, and he made up his mind to develop a tool for removing millet. This is simply not a job for humans.

With Lei Mu's gratitude, Chi Tianmin said goodbye and returned to the Hou Mansion.

He is still young, and he must go back to his mansion at night. The Marquis' Mansion has its own rules.

When he returned to the Marquis Mansion, he took out his "Book of Craftsmen" that had been discarded in the corner, and looked through it carefully, recalling it in his mind, but he still had no real feeling for it.

In previous lives, science and technology were the primary productive forces. In Lingwu Continent, there was no science, but there was craftsmanship.

Chi Tianmin believes that the two have similar approaches and the same effect, and that craftsmanship can change the world.

Chi Tianmin was reading very quickly now. It didn't take long to flip through "The Book of Craftsmen" but he couldn't find a suitable utensil.

He could only put his mind to other similar mechanisms. He looked back and forth several times, and finally one mechanism caught his attention.

That mechanism is used to protect a secret room or treasure house, and is a defensive instrument.

The mechanism is arranged in the lane. When the mechanism is turned on, a dense golden net will be formed, blocking people's progress.

If you try to pass through forcefully, you will be cut into pieces by the dense network formed by the golden aura.

This instrument inspired Chi Tianmin. Isn't this the laser weapon from his previous life?

The energy of gold has strong sharp properties, which is perfect for cutting.

Can you try to use the energy of gold to harvest corn? Chi Tianmin thought about the sword energy of the guards today, and he thought it was feasible.

With an idea in mind, Chi Tianmin found pen and paper and started tinkering.

As a noble, playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting are compulsory courses, and painting is a piece of cake for him.

To harvest corn, no gold net is needed, a gold thread is enough.

The gold thread does not require a lot of spiritual energy. Corn stalks are very fragile and can be cut easily with a touch of golden energy. This can save spiritual energy and reduce costs.

The operation of the equipment must be simple. The villagers had not read much and it was too complicated for them to operate. Chi Tianmin was inspired when he thought of the equipment for paving roads.

He revised it, and half an hour later, a sketch of a corn harvester appeared on the paper.

Chi Tianmin took the sketch and carefully considered it. He thought it was feasible, and then happily went to find the craftsman in his house.

Although Chi Tianmin drew a sketch, he was not sure whether it could be realized. After all, his craftsmanship only remained on paper.

The craftsmen in the Hou Mansion are not great craftsmen, but there is still no problem with simple instruments.

Chi Tianmin's design can be regarded as the simplest mechanism.

Although the craftsman didn't know what the young master's mechanism was used for, he still patted his chest and assured that it could be done.

The craftsman promised that he could hand over the mechanism to Chi Tianmin early tomorrow morning.

Chi Tianmin got the promise and went back to sleep satisfied, just waiting for the finished product to come out tomorrow for final verification.