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Farming Games are All About Grinding

Chapter 237 - 229: Advanced Strength Technique!

Author: Pomelo Soil
updatedAt: 2025-07-04

CHAPTER 237: CHAPTER 229: ADVANCED STRENGTH TECHNIQUE!

After admiring the redwood qilin for a while, Han Qiwu decided this thing was growing on him.

Not only did it boost luck, but it also added 5 points to Qilin Attraction.

This meant Han Qiwu might have a chance to find other qilin-related items elsewhere.

Maybe he could get some more luck then.

Luck—this stuff—the more, the better!

After happily stowing the redwood qilin, Han Qiwu went out to the yard to tidy it up, just in case he’d missed anything earlier.

A quick glance told him there weren’t any issues, so he decided to spend half an hour chopping wood.

While resting, he casually swept his gaze across the yard, then suddenly remembered.

Oh no, I forgot to give Mr. Tang the honey!

Han Qiwu checked the time and thought, never mind, I’ll give him some next time—should be able to gather a few more bottles by then.

Just then, the yard gate opened, and in strolled Little Prince, wobbling under the weight of Little Shui. When they spotted Han Qiwu in the yard, their faces lit up with a grin that suggested they knew some juicy secret of his.

The kind of grin classmates used to flash when catching someone secretly writing love notes in class.

[Pet Hunt: Little Prince has returned from foraging, satiation boosted by 95]

[Foraging Haul: Bamboo Shoots ×3, Willow Buds ×15, Pear Blossoms ×3]

[Little Prince is secretly pleased with its foraging adventure]

[Pet Fishing: Little Shui has returned from fishing, satiation boosted by 95]

[Fishing Haul: Male Snails ×11, Female Snails ×2]

[Little Shui is secretly bubbling with joy after its fishing adventure]

Han Qiwu: "???"

Secretly pleased?

Wait a minute—there’s something off here. Their haul today looks awfully familiar.

Hold up, the stuff I just discovered today—they already went and brought all of it back?

And both of them got their satiation up to 95% too?

"Little Prince, come here, come here." Han Qiwu beckoned and took a closer look at the bamboo shoots and willow buds pulled from Little Prince’s backpack.

"Roar."

Little Prince trotted over happily, flashing a mischievous grin at Han Qiwu.

"What’re you grinning at? Where did you and Little Shui go messing around today?" Han Qiwu lightly knocked Little Prince on the head.

With its thick skin, Little Prince didn’t even care and enthusiastically gestured to explain where they went today.

"Oh, climbed over mountains, crossed rivers, that hard-working, huh?" Han Qiwu teased, tugging on Little Prince’s ears.

"Mmm!"

Little Prince nodded vigorously.

Meanwhile, Little Shui was being adorable, using its paw to draw two small stick figures—a boy and a girl—with a heart between them on the ground. Once finished, it let out cheeky giggles.

Han Qiwu chuckled too.

Well, look at these two—already grown-up enough to spy on me.

This won’t do. Time for some discipline!

Wouldn’t want them popping out of nowhere and startling Mr. Tang someday.

Seeing the smile on Han Qiwu’s face, Little Prince grinned even more foolishly.

Han Qiwu grabbed its ear and dragged it near the beehive.

"Roar!!"

Little Prince perked up immediately at the sight of the beehive, thinking it was about to get some honey to eat.

Han Qiwu stood by the beehive and retrieved the Purple Vetch Honey produced today.

"See this bottle of honey?" Han Qiwu waved it at Little Prince.

Little Prince nodded frantically, unable to resist stretching out its bear-like paw to grab it.

"Well, it’s gone now." Han Qiwu tucked the honey into his storage compartment.

"Awooo~"

Little Prince let out a disappointed whine.

"Serves you right for spying on me! Going to do it again?" Han Qiwu asked with a smile.

Little Prince shook its head vigorously like a rattle drum.

"If you want honey, let’s see how you behave from now on." Han Qiwu released its ear and started exercising in the yard.

With no other choice, Little Prince trotted off to play with Little Shui, quietly vowing never to spy on its owner again.

Han Qiwu took deep breaths as he reflected on today’s physical performance.

All in all, he performed decently during the mountain hike—the training was paying off.

Getting on and off the bus, though—those aching legs were still a pain.

Even had to bother Mr. Tang for a quick massage.

Got to keep training.

Han Qiwu closed his eyes and followed the movements in "Seven-Colored Light" one move at a time.

Although the trial period for his Mountain Ghost profession experience had ended, the experience left him with a lingering sense of the life rhythm in the plants around the yard.

Their vitality far outstripped that of the mountain flora, producing a much stronger feedback loop for Han Qiwu.

Guided by this rhythm, Han Qiwu’s movements grew smoother and more refined.

Time slipped away.

[Progression!]

[Strong Body Technique has leveled up to Layer 3]

[Effect: Your stamina consumption is reduced by 0.1. Based on your movements, your foraging speed will slightly increase]

[Foraging Insight Reward: Max Stamina +20, Foraging now has a chance to yield seeds of the sourced items]

[Congratulations on successfully mastering the "Seven-Colored Light" through natural attunement]

[You have acquired a new skill: Seven-Colored Light]

[Active Skill: Seven-Colored Light]

[Skill Effect: Upon activation, releases a burst of seven-colored light in the yard that targets a selected crop’s required wavelength, cutting its remaining maturation time in half]

[Cooldown: 7 days. Consecutive use on the same crop type will halve effectiveness]

[Note: Sunshine! It gives you power!]

Han Qiwu opened his eyes to see the prompt glowing before him, a smile slowly spreading across his face.

This skill is absolutely insane!

Halving a crop’s remaining maturation time—just like that.

Sure, the cooldown’s kinda long, but it’s still an incredible skill overall.

Back when Han Qiwu was working in the lab, he sometimes had to use sodium or xenon lamps for supplemental lighting. But the precision of those lights wasn’t great—after all, calculating the effective photosynthetic radiation for plants isn’t straightforward. You could only guess at it.

If Seven-Colored Light could tailor its emission based on a plant’s required wavelength and current condition, reaching that kind of result was definitely feasible.

After considering his newly acquired skill, Han Qiwu decided to use it on his strawberries.

Among the crops growing at home, strawberries were the most plentiful, had the longest growth cycle, and—according to tips on everyday life—boasted the highest economic value.

What’s there to hesitate about?

Light ’em up!

Han Qiwu extended his right hand and selected [Seven-Colored Light].

[Choose the target for Seven-Colored Light]

"Strawberries."

A burst of seven-colored radiance erupted from his palm, slowly forming a miniature sun shimmering with seven hues. It hovered in midair before casting a beam of intertwined red and blue light onto the strawberry plants in the field.

The beam lasted for 34 seconds before fading away.

"This skill looks amazing," Han Qiwu murmured, walking toward the strawberry seedlings to inspect them. Compared to before activation, their growth progress seemed unchanged.

He wasn’t too concerned, though—the skill description clearly stated it reduces remaining maturation time. Guess I’ll check on them tomorrow morning.

After processing the "Seven-Colored Light" advancements, Han Qiwu excitedly scanned for the next set of movements.

Could it also have something to do with sunlight?

The title: "The Era Calls."

After watching a demonstration, Han Qiwu felt some dread.

The difficulty level had gone up, with quite a few punching moves added in. Looks like mastering this one will take some grit.

"Calls, huh? Maybe mastering it will give me new pet-boosting skills." Han Qiwu stayed optimistic, taking a deep breath and practicing under the moonlight.

Gradually, sweat soaked his clothes, dripping onto the ground from his pants hems.

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