Fearsome Farmer - Chapter 42

Chapter 42: Mad Mosquito Massacrer Li XX

The day broke, Li Siwen stretched himself. It was another wonderful day, as for it being the number what day since he transmigrated?

He would not consciously give thought to such silly things.

After finding a spot to relieve himself, he lifted his axe and began his logging and farming plan, earning some Vitality Points while it was at it. His current Vitality Points were slightly lacking. He even could not reach his initial expectation of maintaining a reserve of 10 Vitality Points and 10 Spirit Points.

This was too difficult.

He could rely on logging to take care of the Vitality Points while the Spirit Points would have to depend on fishing. He’d probably pinched ten thousand mosquitoes to death last night and only fished two breakfast snakes and one pastry rat.

Oh, pinching ten thousand mosquitoes to death was an accomplishment, he’d earned one Spirit Point from it.

Mosquitoes had souls too?

This was really a joke that wasn’t that funny.

Henceforth, he might brag about it a little, killing ten thousand of them in one night.

With the farmland and treehouse as the center, Li Siwen felled the trees all around. Thanks to the stainless steel axe and 18 points of Stamina, he only used an hour to fill up the Vitality Points in the small green orb. Then, as usual, he first added five points to Health and three points to Stamina and then sped up the maturation of two stalks of anti-inflammatory herbs. He was left with three Vitality Points before he knew it.

However, Li Siwen stopped logging. Instead, he tidied the branches of the felled trees, piling them all at a side, whereas the trunks were chopped into two sections, each about eight to nine meters tall. These were meant for the city wall of the future territory.

Alright, a city wall was too far away, a fence was more like it. After all, survival was number one. He was alone. Regardless of how high his attributes and how powerful his combat skills were, could he be more powerful than the boorish Feudal Lord? Hence he had to rely on other means for complementation.

By noon, Li Siwen had chopped 50 round logs for the fence but had only expended 18 points of Stamina. Counting what had been restored, he still had 18 Stamina Points. Such workings were what was comfortable, forever leaving ample cards in hand for himself.

Something worth noting was that, in view of the increase in the upper limit of his Stamina, Li Siwen had reset the levels for the red zone, yellow zone, and green zone.

These levels no longer took his body’s condition as the reference point but were set from the viewpoint of strategic safety.

15 Stamina Points and below made the red zone.

16 to 25 Stamina Points was the yellow zone.

26 Stamina Points, and above was the green zone.

And these standards would continue to change following the increase of his Stamina’s upper limit.

“I’m still hungry!”

He lifted his head to glance at the sky. After confirming that there would be no rain today, Li Siwen returned to the treehouse with a breakfast snake that he’d caught this morning in hand. This was the only drawback of increasing the upper limit of Stamina. Last night’s two breakfast snakes were 15 catties, one pastry rat, three catties and he was actually only 30% full, wasn’t this torturing him?

So he was exceedingly awaiting a tremendous storm to bring another backflow of river water. He was determined to catch a few hundred big fishes and keep them in-store.

Back at the treehouse, Li Siwen first went to air the few stalks of ripened anti-inflammatory herb and hemostasis herb. Then he started his grill. After grilling, he ate, and after eating; he went to sleep.

Even though he was solo now, he strictly controlled his daily work and rest times, determined not to waste any chance to restore his Stamina.

In life, it’s all about being careful.

After a nap, he was refreshed and invigorated if he ignored his rumbling stomach.

He looked at his Stamina; it had been restored to the full 28 points; the speed was really fast. This could be a quality effect. Since he ate protein every day, even if it didn’t fill his stomach, the effect was pretty good, and it could also have to do with his Spirit Development reaching 30%.

“Let’s get to work!”

With absolutely no thought of slacking carrying his axe, Li Siwen charged out. He first chose an enormous tree as wide as three people’s embrace and began working with a level 3 logging skill. More than ten minutes later, six Vitality Points were in his pocket, starting on the right foot.

Next, he switched to a hoe and continued broadening the area of the farmland. He could not forget his fundamentals.

He swung the stainless steel hoe. Wherever it swept past was truly barren.

After broadening the cultivated farmland to about one acre at one go, Li Siwen then wiped his perspiration and sat under the tree shade for a break. This round of vigorous work had only consumed six Stamina Points.

After resting for half an hour, he got up, estimated the time, then carried the long knife on his back, held his axe, and headed to the opposite of the flooded valley, the territory of the wild boars. There was a stretch of vines here, they were not only thriving but also especially sturdy. He planned to get tens of coils of them. In the situation where there were no other fastening means, these vines were convenient and worked well.

Of course, he’d absolutely no slightest hint of improper desires with regards to his wild boar brothers.

If he sees them, he would stay away from afar, though he was filled with endless reveries about roasted pork legs.

Nothing much happened throughout his journey, other than being chased by a wild boar that was taller than two meters and shrieking out loud, his objective was smoothly achieved.

“These wild boars have definitely become demons.”

When he was standing back in his territory again, Li Siwen turned back and looked afar. He saw that wild boar snorting from across the flooded valley, swung its tail, and left. It did not cross the flooded valley.

And according to his earlier investigation, there were at least over 30 of them in this group of wild boars and as many as six adult ones. If they carried out a collective assault, even the boorish Feudal Lord wouldn’t be able to handle it.

“It cannot be that this wild boar also has a village building order, could it? Hold on, what am I thinking.”

After shaking his head hard, Li Siwen quickly got to work. Now that he had the vines, the first thing to reinforce was actually the treehouse.

Holding the hoe, he started digging like mad around the treehouse. This was arduous work, as his tools were not handy. Fortunately, he had ample strength. There were no rocks beneath the soil, it was simply tree roots other than tree roots.

Leaving behind some main tree roots, he chopped the extra ones off using the axe. Digging till a depth of one meter, he could then carry those prepared round logs over and place them in vertically. He would use the vines to bind them to the round logs already in the structure of the treehouse, then use soil to bury and make compact.

In this way, it was equivalent to giving the treehouse another barrier, and as they were laid vertically this time, the gap would be shrunk further.

When the sky was completely dark, a side of the tree house’s wooden wall was finally completed.

Sense of security+0.01 again.

“Just that from today onwards, the difficulty of fishing would have increased. But I’ve been watching the sky at night. Within three days, a storm will definitely come!”

Li Siwen swallowed his saliva. He was already sick of eating breakfast snakes and pastry rats. How about 10 lunch fishes?

Or——

His eyes that were almost green with hunger looked into the distance in the north. Then he shook his head resolutely. It was impossible unless there were traps. He couldn’t be becoming a hunter after being a farmer and a woodcutter?

“Mm, for the sake of roast pork, it seems like it’s not impossible!”