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Understanding his confusion, Zhao An quickly explained, "Immortal Sir, the sand in the Hutuo River is buried beneath dry silt."
Yun Xiao Yi smacked his forehead in self-reproach, realizing the issue immediately. It was true that most rivers contained sand, and the Hutuo River was no exception. However, the sand there was covered by a thick layer of silt, which had hardened into solid earth due to prolonged drought, making it difficult to notice the presence of sand earlier.
"Alright, you all stay here and don’t move around. I’ll go get some sand from the Hutuo River," he instructed.
Zhao An and Zhao Yun nodded in agreement. Although there was nothing wrong with what he said, they couldn't shake off the feeling that they were somehow at a disadvantage. Perhaps it really was the case.
Zhao Jia Zhuang Village was conveniently located right next to the Hutuo River. As soon as they left the village, Yun Xiao Yi spotted the nearly dried-up riverbed. It looked completely different from how it used to be.
Today, the banks of the Hutuo River were bustling with activity. He looked around and saw that most of the people were villagers from Zhao Jia Village, many of whom had previously visited Dong Yuan’s home for milk treatments. Most of them gathered around the Infinite Water Source Grid he had set up earlier, working hard to draw water from that miraculous source using buckets.
On another side, some villagers were huddled together around a pile of wood, seemingly trying to construct some sort of large device.
"Immortal Elder!"
It was unclear which villager broke the silence first. The crowd that had been busy with their tasks paused and turned their curious gazes toward him.
Once they confirmed that it was indeed Yun Xiao Yi standing before them, everyone performed traditional gestures of respect and greeted him sincerely.
Yun Xiao Yi raised his hand in acknowledgment and said, "Please don’t mind me; I’m just here to dig up some sand."
the villagers remained enthusiastic. One of them asked, "Immortal Sir, do you need our help? Many hands make light work, and we can dig quickly."
Yun Xiao Yi shook his head, saying, "There's no need to trouble yourselves. I have my own methods; you can continue with your tasks."
Upon hearing that the person before them was not an ordinary individual but a true immortal, the villagers nodded in agreement and quickly returned to their work.
Yun Xiao Yi focused his attention and noticed that the villagers were attempting to create a waterwheel using a foot-pedaled mechanism. Their goal was to replace the traditional method of carrying water in buckets with a more efficient system. If successful, this would undoubtedly alleviate their labor significantly, allowing the villagers of Zhao Family Village to stop toiling day and night just to fetch water. Such innovative thinking was truly commendable!
Yun Xiao Yi chose a spot by the Hutuo River, where an endless source of water was covered by a block of dry land. This area was parched, with countless cracks running across its surface. Compared to other places that still retained some pool water, this looked like a completely desiccated land. Only a thin stream flowed quietly at the center of the dryness.
Yun Xiao Yi held an empty Iron Barrel and deftly scooped water from that slender stream. Each time he drew water felt like a miracle; the Iron Barrel automatically filled with fresh water, producing bucket after bucket until half of his backpack was full before he finally stopped. Considering the wide range of uses for water and its various demands, it was always wise to prepare more.
After learning that sand lay buried beneath the dry, cracked surface,
Yun Xiao Yi took out two Iron Shovels, which not only increased the efficiency of digging but also had a significant effect on sand extraction. After just a few swings of the shovels, the cracked soil layers broke apart, transforming into floating earth in the void. The sand layer was not deep beneath the surface; as soon as he removed the top layer, yellowish-gray sand grains appeared before him.
Although the color of this sand was different from what he had seen in the game, it was still genuine building material. With excitement bubbling within him, Yun Xiao Yi began his work. Using both Iron Shovels simultaneously and applying just a little force, the sand beneath the dry, cracked ground easily turned into Blocks.
Yun Xiao Yi quickly gathered the scattered sand blocks, continuously digging deeper. One set, two sets, three sets—there could never be too much of such an important resource as sand. Sand could be used to make glass, and glass had a wide range of applications, whether for building houses or for various potion vials.
After about twenty minutes of digging, he checked his backpack, which was filled with exactly twenty sets of sand. Looking out at the exposed area of the Hutuo River bed that he had just excavated, Yun Xiao Yi realized it was time to stop.
As he prepared to leave and packed away his tools, he suddenly noticed a large crowd gathered on both banks of the river. It was astonishing how quickly this "immortal" was able to extract sand.
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