Free Web NovelChapter 154: Chapter 154: Secret of the Resonance Space
Throughout the following days, the blacksmithing and carpentry workshops collaborated to work non-stop.
The wrought iron bars were fully utilized to forge chisels, saws, and nails for the tribe’s internal tasks, while the most refined portions were directed by Sane to be forged into thousands of armor-piercing arrows and compact daggers for the expeditionary force warriors to conceal in their leggings.
For the two close-combat weapons, swords and spears, Sane also ordered a complete reinforcement.
For the bone spears, instead of shaving the entire spearhead from iron, which would consume a lot of material, they only cast extremely sharp conical iron tips that resembled giant finger cots.
The old bone spearhead had a layer shaved off, then glue was applied, and this iron cone was tightly fitted on top. The joint between the bone head and the wooden shaft was also fastened with an iron ferrule (metal ring). This reinforcement ensured the spearhead would never split the shaft when striking hard objects, while its piercing power multiplied thanks to the metal tip.
For the bone swords, the processing was even more intricate. Cassian used an iron saw to cut a deep groove along both edges of the giant bone sword. Meanwhile, the blacksmithing workshop hammered wrought iron flat into razor-sharp serrated edge strips.
These iron edge strips were deeply inserted into the grooves of the bone sword, then metal rivets were driven horizontally through the bone surface to lock them dead in place. At the hilt and spine of the sword, the blacksmiths added two thin iron splints to prevent breaking.
Everything was cleverly disguised, making them look crude, appearing more like children’s toys than weapons.
With iron, tools supporting industry and agriculture also became more abundant. Besides items like knives, scissors, hoes, sickles, iron plowshares... Kaelen also asked Cassian to build a foot-pedal thresher and a manual milling system to serve the harvesting and processing of wet rice.
The wet rice planted for seeds in the tribe and the remainder near the iron ore had ripened golden. At this time, Kaelen was busy in the rice paddy, using a sickle to guide everyone on how to harvest the rice. The barnyard millet planted previously had been harvested last month, uprooted entirely to avoid affecting the soil’s nutrients. In the future, the tribe would no longer plant this type of millet, switching to foxtail millet that Kaelen had discovered near the desert.
The foxtail millet wasn’t planted in the wet rice area either, but cultivated on reclaimed wasteland near the desert.
"We need to cut close to the rice stalk’s base like this. Remember to leave a span of about one hand’s breadth from the ground up, avoiding cutting too close which would make transportation difficult." Kaelen demonstrated once, speaking while cutting: "After cutting several rice stalks in a row, when your hand feels full, we will lay the rice diagonally like this. Remember, you must place this handful diagonally across the other handful in an X shape, that way threshing will be faster."
"The rice bundle only needs to be an armful, then we will move to the next bundle. Remember not to scatter them too much, otherwise gathering them will be time-consuming, and we might even miss some."
Everyone stared intently at the High Priest working, carefully memorizing it. A few people clumsily held sickles to imitate him.
"Ouch, my hand!"
Kaelen startled and looked up, seeing a beastman holding his hand with tears welling in his eyes. From between his fingers, a stream of red blood flowed out, looking incredibly glaring. Kaelen hurriedly stuck the sickle into the ground, rushing over to check.
Well done! Just how much force did he use to almost cut his finger off like that!
Kaelen scolded: "Why are you still standing there crying out, quickly run to the clinic right now!" He adhered to the rule of not using his special ability to heal everyone. With such a deep wound, this beastman would probably have to rest for a while. This was a lesson for him as well as everyone in the tribe.
The beastman hurriedly climbed onto the bank, clutching his hand and rushing back to the clinic.
This incident drained the blood from the faces of the onlookers, simultaneously throwing their sickles away, no one daring to pick them up anymore. Finally, Kaelen had no choice but to hold each person’s hand, teaching them how to control the sickle’s force and direction, so they wouldn’t cut their hands or slash their legs while still being able to sever the stubble.
After half a day, everyone finally knew how to use the sickle. However, the work progress wasn’t very promising. The harvested rice was haphazardly tossed, looking incredibly messy.
Kaelen gave a cold snort, forcing them to manually pick up every single rice stalk and arrange them evenly.
A Sub-Beast grumbled aggrievedly while stacking the rice: "Why is harvesting rice even harder than skinning an animal?!"
Another person chimed in: "Watching the High Priest do it, I thought it was very simple, who knew it would be this hard when actually doing it."
Kaelen naturally heard all of this, secretly rolling his eyes in his heart.
Back when I first learned to harvest rice, I was only six years old, not even as tall as a rice stalk. Yet I never cut my hand once. My fist could only grasp one rice stalk; every time I cut one, I had to look up to place it into the bundle once. Ten of my handfuls equaled one adult’s handful. But I never dropped a single stalk!
Harvesting rice isn’t difficult; you just need to know how to control your wrist force and arrange them neatly. In short, this bunch of gluttons only knows how to use brute force when working, which is why it’s so hard for them to grasp the rice harvesting technique.
Kaelen even wondered if he should make the textile squad go harvest rice...
No, that’s too wasteful. Let this bunch do it; after cutting their hands a few times, they’ll wise up soon enough.
There wasn’t much seed rice. After an afternoon of toiling, the seed rice was also neatly bundled, brought back to the tribe’s grand plaza, waiting to be threshed tomorrow morning.
After selecting a few capable workers to go to the iron ore site to harvest the remaining rice, Kaelen stretched his aching back, dragging his body home. The fragrant aroma of food wafted into his nose; Sane had probably finished cooking.
"Papa, Papa!"
Just as Kaelen stepped through the door, Ryder and Finnick playing in the yard immediately rushed out to welcome him. He smiled and rubbed the two kids’ heads, then said: "I am very dirty, wait for me to take a bath first, okay."
The two children immediately nodded, running back to their spot, playing planting games together. Kaelen stepped past them, then suddenly pulled his foot back, staring intently at the ground. The soil where the two little ones were playing was clearly darker in color than the soil elsewhere, and moreover, there was faintly a bit of spiritual energy.
He hurriedly knelt on one knee, scooping up a handful of dirt to examine.
"Where did you get this dirt?"
Ryder tilted his head: "From the space."
Ever since knowing Edward could hide spiritual energy in the resonance space without needing to sleep, Ryder had also demanded Edward teach him. Although not as proficient as Edward, the boy could also store a few small items or take something out from inside.
It was just that the boy thought this was merely a children’s game, so he still hadn’t told Kaelen. Kaelen’s hands trembled slightly, gulping.
*Is the space of the two children, Edward and Ryder, truly a resonance space?*
Sane had just brought the final dish to the table. Seeing the three fathers and sons sitting and looking at each other in the yard, he picked Oliver up and walked outside.
He asked: "What’s the matter? You’re back, why aren’t you going inside?"
Kaelen immediately waved at Sane: "Sane, look at this quickly!" While speaking, he brought the handful of dirt in his hand in front of Sane. Sane looked at the handful of dirt in confusion, then looked at Kaelen:
"Isn’t it just dirt? Is there something special about this dirt?"
Kaelen said joyfully: "This is Spiritual Soil, Spiritual Soil specialized for growing spiritual plants!"
Sane also felt incredibly surprised, reaching out to pinch a bit of dirt from Kaelen’s palm, gently crumbling it. Besides the cool and slightly gritty characteristics of ordinary soil, he also sensed a slight spiritual energy fluctuation.
Sane blinked slightly, pressing for answers: "Where did this dirt come from? Didn’t you say Spiritual Soil is something not easily obtained?"
Kaelen nodded: "That’s right, that’s why I’m so happy. Ryder, I ask you, is it true that you can now enter and exit the space freely without needing to sleep? When Edward isn’t there, can you enter the space?"
Ryder nodded affirmatively, then added: "Before meeting Brother Edward, I already dreamed of the space. But it was very small, just like this yard."
Kaelen was slightly stunned, then seemed to understand everything.
He clapped his hands with a smack: "I told you, if it was only similar mental energy, how could they resonate! This boy had Space Divine Energy right from the start!"
Saying that, he immediately picked Ryder up, striding quickly inside the house, not even caring about the mud footprints his feet left on the floor.
Sane and the other two also quickly stepped inside, sitting together on the wooden platform specialized for drinking tea. Kaelen hurriedly asked for specific information about Ryder’s space, then finally gave his conclusion.
"Although the Space attribute is rare, it has many different variations, also divided into different levels. Some spaces are just like a mobile warehouse, only containing dead objects. A higher level is a space with a freezing function; however an item is put in, it remains the exact same when taken out.
Some spaces have a cultivation function, which could be ordinary soil, or the higher level is this type of soil called Spiritual Soil. This type of space usually has a certain amount of spiritual energy depending on its level.
Another significantly higher-level space is one that has birthed spiritual intelligence. Ryder’s space initially was probably the lowest-level storage space; after resonating with Edward, it gradually transformed into the most ordinary cultivation space."
"According to Ryder’s description, the changes in the space are all related to the mental energies of both sides achieving maximum fusion. Recently, the space gradually grew many trees, and the soil also turned from cracked to fertile because Edward used the space as a storage place for his spiritual energy.
It was this stream of spiritual energy that acted as an abundant spiritual energy supply for the space, causing it to upgrade. Perhaps in a while, it will birth resources like spiritual springs, mineral veins, or possibly spiritual intelligence."
The four fathers and sons listened to Kaelen speak, half understanding and half not, but it didn’t interrupt their nodding in admiration of the space’s miraculous nature.
Kaelen listed a few types of spaces, then took a deep breath and said:
"There is also an extremely rare type of space, which is also the most powerful existence among all space types. That is precisely Wofu’s space, capable of tearing this spatial dimension to appear in another spatial dimension. A person possessing this space can shorten geographical distances within a certain range."
He paused for a moment, clenched his fists, and said: "A person who reaches God-level Space Divine Energy can directly tear the world’s restrictions, teleporting to another world; people call that person the Master of Time and Space."
Although Ryder didn’t understand how massively powerful the Master of Time and Space was, he still let out an ’woah’: "Does that mean Uncle Wofu is very strong?"
Kaelen nodded solemnly, then said to the three children: "Therefore, the breakthrough point right now lies with your Uncle Wofu. You must tell Edward to try his best to find Wofu’s whereabouts at all costs!"
Finding Wofu and helping him restore his peak-period abilities was the only way they could safely leave the Temple. Sane couldn’t help but ponder, slowly saying:
"First of all, we don’t know if Edward searching for Wofu will encounter danger, just the fact that Wofu regressed to a beast cub state is already a difficult problem. As far as I know, regressing to a beast cub state is because the beastman’s core energy center is severely damaged; if a cure isn’t found, he will only be able to slowly grow up like a normal beast cub."
"Let’s just find him first, the healing is already left to Draven. Since I told Draven about Wofu being placed under house arrest at the Temple and his health condition, Draven has been training harder than anyone else these past few days."
Not just training hard, it could be said he was frantic.
Kaelen firmly believed Draven advancing to the mid-level before departure was as certain as nails driven into wood.
