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Chapter 163 Artificial Rainfall
The artificial rain shells were transmitted to the original plane and placed in Ji Yunhe's system backpack.

She put away the panel and nodded to Su Yumeng who looked expectant.

"Meng, I got something. Let's go find a place suitable for artificial rainfall to solve the drought in your current plane first."

"It's really artificial rainfall!" Su Yumeng's voice rose twice.

She was just guessing, and it turned out to be true. This moment was really coming. She was a little excited. What should she do? What kind of pious preparations should she make?
Ji Yunhe said with a smile: "Why are you so excited? Don't you have artificial rainfall in your hometown?"

Really not, Su Yumeng replied.

Uh! Now it was Ji Yunhe's turn to be silent.

Suddenly I felt embarrassed to show my antique to others in the interstellar space.

But her fully technological planet sounds cool. It would be great if I could have the chance to go there and play. The main brain can control it with one click, just like playing games.

In order not to waste ammunition, the two men prepared to find the safest place to conduct the experiment.

This was Ji Yunhe’s first time conducting artificial rainfall and he was not very familiar with the procedure, so he looked for relevant videos online to learn.

Fortunately, 603 also considered this problem and was worried that Ji Yunhe might not be able to use it, so it had already transferred the video to the backend.

After watching the video on the panel, Ji Yunhe asked 001 to measure the clouds and find the best place for rainfall.

001 and 1123 acted together and locked onto the target almost at the same time.

The location was exactly where Ji Yunhe came out of the space-time channel yesterday. There was no interference there, and the clouds directly above were very thick.

001 determined that this place was suitable for artificial rainfall, and Ji Yunhe began a series of preparations.

First he pulled out two cannon barrels, then a few boxes of shells, and finally a spare catalyst.

She set up the barrel according to the video instructions and loaded the shells into it.

At the foot of the hill, people from the two tribes heard the noise and came out. They gathered at the foot of the hill and looked up at the two men, wondering what they were doing.

"What is the messenger of God doing? Is he praying to God for blessings?"

"What is that stick? It looks powerful. I wonder if it hurts if it hits someone."

"I don't know, but I feel very curious when I see that pointy stick. If the big apes come to steal our things next time, I can use this stick to drive them away."

The people of the Rain Tribe didn't dare to speak casually. When they saw the cannon barrel appear, they quickly knelt on the ground, raised their hands above their heads, put their heads on the ground, and spoke in a confident tone without knowing what Ji Yunhe was going to do.

Ling listened nearby and realized that this was a rain-praying ritual unique to the Rain Water Tribe.

Thinking about the drought in the tribe, she led her fellow tribesmen to kneel down and shouted loudly for rain.

Ji Yunhe was ready, and when she turned around, she saw a group of savages kneeling on the hillside.

The savages' bodies rose and fell like the waves, and everyone was shouting spells that she couldn't understand, with expressions of utmost admiration for her on their faces.

Ji Yunhe: “.”

Suddenly, she felt like she had walked into a pyramid scheme, and she was the biggest pyramid scheme boss.

Su Yumeng held back her laughter and adjusted the other cannon barrel under the command of 1123.

Ji Yunhe took the lead, turned the handle of the cannon, aimed at the nearest cloud above his head and fired.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Ji Yunhe fired a total of five shots in his first attempt, and all five shells hit the thick clouds, but fortunately they did not deflect.

001 was already waiting in the clouds, and Ji Yunhe saw the images it broadcast back through the panel.

After the shells entered the clouds, they began to release dry ice instantly. The dry ice melted into the clouds, stimulating the rain in the clouds to condense quickly.

Several layers of clouds rolled over, and the water droplets in the middle became heavier and heavier.

The two tribes who were kneeling on the ground praying for rain below heard the sound and looked up in fright. In a blink of an eye, they saw the clouds above their heads turning dark, and it was gradually a sign that it was going to rain.

Yu's body suddenly stiffened.

It's raining, God has sent rain.

Her thoughts suddenly came back to her mind, and she quickly lay down again, mumbling to herself, calling for rain to come.

The plan worked, so Ji Yunhe and Su Yumeng let go and started firing at all the clouds above their heads.

One thousand, two thousand, three thousand.
Ji Yunhe only saw money burning. The boxes of shells they brought were used up one after another, until all the clouds above their heads were dark and so low that they seemed to be about to fall to the ground. Only then did the two stop their actions.

In an instant, strong winds blew up, the scorching hot temperature was blown away in an instant, the ground temperature dropped, and the surrounding cold air descended.

"Boom~"

"Crack~"

Under the watchful eyes of the public, this artificial rainfall, which was later hailed as one of the unsolved mysteries of miracles, finally fell in front of everyone's eyes.

At first it was just a little rain, then it became raindrops as big as beans, and then it was a downpour.

"It's raining, it's raining!"

"Great, great, it's finally raining."

"Thank you, Lord God, for saving my life. Thank you, Lord God, for saving my life!"

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and soon everyone was soaked. The people from the two tribes cried for joy and did not want to go home to hide from the rain. They just raised their heads, opened their mouths, and frantically absorbed the rain water falling from the sky.

They were cheering, rejoicing, and hugging each other with their fellow tribesmen.

It finally rained, so everyone no longer had to worry about dying of thirst or starving to death.

As long as it rains, food will grow, they can eat grass and fruit, animals will run back from their hiding places, and the forest will return to its former vitality.

My Lord, thank you, thank you for your mercy on the world.

Ji Yunhe packed all her things into her backpack before the heavy rain came.

She held an umbrella and covered Su Yumeng under it. The two of them listened quietly to the sound of raindrops hitting their heads.

Su Yumeng sighed, "When I was in my hometown, I hated it the most when the main brain controlled the rain. When it rained, many plans would be interrupted. If you were unlucky, some parts of your body might even short-circuit."

"But now it seems that after traveling to the original plane, I suddenly realized that the rainy days that I hated back then are something that can never be obtained in some places."

Ji Yunhe: "That's true. For the original plane and the ancient planes that follow, it is really difficult to solve natural disasters and droughts. The things we despise are miracles that others can never touch."

Mankind has paid a heavy price for every step of development, and has come to where we are today through stumbling and groping.

China can solve the drought with just one shot, but in the primitive plane, there is no other way to deal with drought except praying to God.

If anyone can help them, it can almost change the fate of an ethnic group, or in other words, the direction of a plane.