I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 472 The rain keeps falling
The sky was completely bright. The heavy rain continued in London, but the rain in Fucui Villa had stopped.

Because Xia Qingdai had been holding an umbrella over the back hill of Fucui Villa in the second half of the night, the heavy rain tilted toward the edge of the umbrella, and the surrounding areas received too much rainfall, which looked a bit miserable. But fortunately, there was an East Lake next to the village, so it didn't cause flooding.

The area behind the mountain of Fucui Villa is naturally intact under the protection of the umbrella.

Now that it was daybreak and the rain had stopped, Xia Qingdai folded her umbrella, surprising the security team members who had been sent by the housekeeper David to patrol the back mountain in the morning.

The road into the mountain would have been muddy after the heavy rain, but now they found the road was quite dry. Not to mention the mountain torrents, there was no trace of last night's heavy rain.

"Oh, my God! There must be a guardian angel here!"

I have to say, his guess was pretty accurate.

After walking toward the back of the mountain for a while, he saw a water-blocking dam in front of him.

"Oh my god! What is that?"

"This... looks like a dam? It seems to be built with cement, and the color and material look very similar to the village road." The smart security guard explained it to others, and it sounded quite plausible.

There are many cement roads around Fucui Villa, which are all built by Xia Qingdai. People living near Fucui Villa are well-informed.

Things like modern cement could not be found anywhere else except at Fucui Villa throughout the entire 18th century.

Although there are engineers and construction workers studying cement in the UK today, and there is a theoretical basis for the development of modern cement, there is still no qualified finished product invented in the world.

The cement on the land of Fucui Villa is unique. To the people in the villa, it is an obvious miracle.

"Hurry, go and report to the housekeeper, there is a miracle in the back mountain!" The team leader casually assigned a younger brother to report the news, and then continued to move forward with excitement, wanting to get closer to see it more clearly.

Xia Qingdai had finished her work and left the room, sitting in the living room to eat with her brother.

However, because it had rained, even though she had built a giant umbrella on the back mountain that could block all the rain during construction, the surrounding air was still humid, so the cement naturally dried very slowly.

So she grabbed some thorns and stones and blocked the dam to prevent anyone from approaching.

Ranger Peter didn't notice any movement here last night. It was late at night and he was sleeping comfortably in the solid wood cabin built by Xia Qingdai. There was no way he would wake up.

Since the news that Fucui Villa has a guardian god spread, the hooligans in the surrounding area have to take a detour, not to mention provoke, not to mention dare to look at. Even if the king of the jungle passes by, he has to walk away with his tail between his legs.

Why would Peter worry that someone would dare to come here and cause trouble in the middle of the night?

As long as no one broke into the forest to poach or cut trees illegally, he would not care. He would not pry into what the goddess wanted to do.

Therefore, Peter, who was leading the security team, was not panicked at all when he saw a dam appear out of nowhere in front of him.

This is obviously a miracle, why is he panicking?

This is a good thing, not a bad thing. No one will blame him for not reporting in time last night, or even walking with the wind. The back mountain is under his charge. If there is a miracle here, the importance of his work will increase.

After dinner, Xia Qingdai told her brother about visiting Wang Yanzeng and Yan Shaohua's home, and Xia Shanglu agreed. They lived in the same neighborhood, so it didn't matter if they went for a walk. Although he didn't like Wang Yanzeng, Yan Shaohua was quite to his liking and was very particular about what she did.

He knew that with Yan Shaohua's operation, Wang Yanzeng's ex-boyfriend's family would be in trouble, because Yan Shaohua had hired a team of lawyers to handle this matter.

Yan Shaohua, who took the initiative, was quite aggressive. Unless Wang Yan's ex-boyfriend's family could drop everything and go to the battle shirtless, she could forget about causing trouble.

Will Wang Yan's ex-boyfriend's family give up everything for their son? Obviously not. The more money they have, the more weaknesses they have. Yan Shaohua is not afraid at all.

He didn't know at first that a girl under 20 could be involved in that kind of thing, and he was caught off guard. If he had known that someone was harassing Wang Yanzeng, he would not have backed off and would have taken the initiative to resolve it.

If Wang Yan was older, he would be more cautious. It can only be said that the naive age of eighteen or nineteen paralyzed his vigilance.

After Xia Qingdai finished speaking, she cleared the table, put the dishes in the dishwasher, and went back to her room happily.

Xia Shanglu didn't care about his sister. Now that his hand was injured, he didn't have to work overtime or go out on field work. He had plenty of time, so he used it all to write novels.

As the number of updates increased, the data of his book also went up, and the royalties were considerable. The better news was that the editor told him that people in the film and television industry were inquiring about the book. If the film and television copyright could be sold smoothly, then he would make a lot of money, and perhaps he could live off one book for the rest of his life.

Therefore, Xia Shanglu has been immersed in his criminal investigation world every day, as if he had been injected with chicken blood recently.

As soon as Xia Qingdai returned to her room, she went to check on her own reservoir. Although she used high-tech quick-drying cement to build the dam, she still decided to let it air dry for at least 24 hours for safety reasons.

During this period, she had to keep an eye on it at all times, and in case it rained again, she would hold a small umbrella over the dam.

In other words, if she placed the umbrella directly outside the glass tank, it would be equivalent to holding an umbrella in the atmosphere for the world of Lilliput, but rain clouds are usually in the middle and low cloud layers, so it would be of no use. Otherwise, the simplest way is to place an umbrella on the glass tank.

But it doesn't matter now, but Xia Qingdai needs to pay more attention to the movements in Fucui Villa. This is the base camp, and she is most concerned about it.

After looking at the situation here, Xia Qingdai moved to the map section of the London villa in the corner.

The rain in London has not stopped yet, but it has changed from heavy rain at midnight yesterday to moderate rain. The precipitation is estimated to be high. However, the water in the Thames River was pumped away by Xia Qingdai yesterday, so it cannot accumulate.

"Owen, are you up?" Xia Qingdai knocked gently on Owen's window.

The next second, the window was opened. Seeing this, Xia Qingdai stretched out her palm to block the window eaves to protect Owen from the rain. After all, she didn't mind a little rain on her arms in the hot summer.

Owen blushed slightly when he saw Xia Qingdai's actions, and replied after bowing: "I am ready and can leave at any time."

"No hurry, no hurry. Have a good breakfast first, and we'll set off later. We'll still fly over."

"it is good."

Of course, flying is more convenient than driving. London is flooded everywhere during heavy rain. It is a small matter if an electric car short-circuit breaks down, but it would be a loss if Owen was injured.

Owen also got up early today. After greeting Xia Qingdai, he rang the bell and asked the kitchen to prepare breakfast.