Everyone's on a time-travel adventure! I'm raising city beasts in a post-apocalyptic world

I have the people, but I'm missing the mining tools. I'm so anxious that I can't think of anything else.

Lin Feng was in such a hurry because he thought the convoy would definitely have to set off tomorrow. The gray fog wouldn't wait for anyone, and Xiao Xuan's growth rate from consuming ore was significantly faster than from eating dirt.

Now that Xiao Xuan is asleep, the ore is right there, so why not dig it up and take it with us, feeding Xiao Xuan as we walk along the road? Wouldn't that be the best of both worlds?

When Lin Feng found Guo Yi, he was squatting on his bus, his hands on the body, his palms glowing blue, modifying the vehicle. His brothers and sisters were busy moving parts with flashlights beside him.

"Brother Guo!"

Guo Yi, busy with what he was doing, didn't even turn his head: "What is it?"

"My tamed beast discovered that this is a mine, located under the cliff. I want to hire people to mine, but I lack tools. I would like to ask you to help me get a batch of pickaxes and shovels."

"A mine? Take me to see it." Upon hearing this, Guo Yi immediately stopped what he was doing.

The two arrived at the cliff face one after the other. Little Xuan was still lying there asleep, with large and small ores scattered around it.

Guo Yi squatted down, picked up a piece of gravel, and examined it from all angles. The more he looked, the more delighted he became. A blue light appeared in his palm, and a few seconds later, a small clump of metal was extracted from the ore. After the ore itself lost its metallic components, it turned into a puddle of fine sand.

Guo Yi stared at the piece of metal, his eyes shining: "Iron ore, not low in purity, with an iron content of at least 7%."

"Lin Feng, I want 30% of this ore once it's mined. Don't rush to refuse. You definitely won't lose out. I'll make tools for you for free. Not just any tools, but tools made using mutated materials."

"And I also need materials to modify the vehicle."

Lin Feng quickly did the math in his mind. It was reasonable for Guo Yi to take 30% of the profits for providing the technology. Moreover, tools made from mutated biological materials would definitely be more efficient than mining with ordinary pickaxes.

"Okay, 30% done, deal."

"Okay, I'll make the tools for you. I have some metal on hand. Go get some ground squirrel claws. They're extremely hard, and when fused into iron, they're both wear-resistant and sharp."

Lin Feng didn't waste any time and turned to find Fang Ling, paying the price of 10 kilograms of rice to exchange for the gopher claws from this hunt.

With the materials in hand, Guo Yi quickly produced the first batch of pickaxes. Lin Feng picked one up; the blade gleamed with a deep, cold light, incredibly sharp, and the iron handle was sturdy—it was indeed a handy and good tool.

"Thanks, Brother Guo."

Guo Yi waved his hand, "Go away...don't thank me...get back to work, I haven't finished yet. You little brat, I told you to change a little bit, but you changed everything! You're just taking advantage of me..."

When Lin Feng carried more than a dozen iron pickaxes to the cliff face, there were already more than 30 people waiting there, standing scattered about.

"The tools have arrived."

"This pickaxe looks pretty good..."

Lin Feng shouted, "Come and get your tools. If you haven't gotten any yet, go get them from Guo Yi. Once you have them, hurry over and start mining."

"One handful per person, return it when you're done, one hundred kilograms for one bowl of porridge, the more you dig, the more you exchange, there's no limit."

"Everyone, follow me!" Lin Feng led his men to the pit that Xiao Xuan had dug.

"This is it, dig it."

A middle-aged man was the first to walk in. He gripped his pickaxe tightly, swung his arm, and the pickaxe easily chipped into the rock wall, breaking off a large chunk of ore with a shiny black fracture.

Seeing this, the others each found their own place.

咣

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Lin Feng felt much more at ease as he listened to the sounds of picks striking the rock face. He knew he had enough food for Xiao Xuan on the road tomorrow.

Looking around, I saw Xiao Rui squatting outside a tent, while Xiao Qing and the others were boiling water next to her.

"Xiao Qing, Xiao Rui, Su Wan, you guys, come here!"

Several girls looked up at the same time. Xiao Rui spoke up, "Brother Lin Feng, what's wrong? I'm in line to take a bath, since it's raining and there's still water..."

"Why are you taking a shower? Come and get to work!"

"Go over there and cook some porridge. The miners will be coming out to eat soon."

"Cook porridge? Okay, I'll do it now?" Xiao Rui looked puzzled, but still got up to follow Lin Feng.

"Lord Lin Feng, why trouble them with such a small matter? Little Rui, please continue..."

I saw Sister Hong walking over from her bus, followed by a dozen girls. Despite the cold night, they were still dressed lightly.

"I'll take the girls to help, cook porridge, serve rice. We're good at that. You can let those girls do other things."

Lin Feng glanced at her. Sister Hong always knew where she should be, so he nodded and said, "Okay, come with me."

Sister Hong waved behind her, and a dozen girls followed, their steps light and quick. Passersby looked at the group of girls with puzzled expressions.

I wonder why Lin Feng called the female bodhisattvas from the convoy over? Was he going to reward those miners?

Arriving at the edge of the cliff, Lin Feng chose a relatively flat spot, stomped his foot, and activated his earth manipulation technique. Under his mental control, the soil surged and deformed, and a stove was formed within minutes.

"Brother Guo, it's just in time that you're here. I won't bother two people at once, so hurry up and make me two big iron pots."

Guo Yi stumbled and almost lost his footing: "So you're just dragging me along to do this, huh? I just made you over a hundred pickaxes, and now you're making me make a pot."

"Just doing it on the spur of the moment," Lin Feng said without changing his expression.

"Besides, don't you own 30% of the mined ore? The pot is also a piece of equipment for mining, don't you think? Even the emperor doesn't starve his soldiers."

"Oh, right, remember to make another scale; we'll need it to weigh the ore later..."

Guo Yi: "..."

Guo Yi stared at Lin Feng for several seconds, then finally sighed. "Fine, fine, I'll do it... You're truly the most shameless person I've ever met."

He told his men to put the pickaxes on the ground. "They're all here. There are 140 in total. Twelve of them use the claws of level 1 ground squirrels, which are much sharper than ordinary ones. You'd better keep them safe."

As he spoke, he used the materials to make the iron pot, fitting it perfectly to the stove, and finally made a floor scale.

"alright……"

Looking at Guo Yi's pale face, Lin Feng felt a surge of warmth in his heart: "Thank you, Brother Guo. Don't worry, you'll get plenty of ore."

Guo Yi waved his hand, turned and left, muttering as he went, "I must have owed you something in my past life..."

Sister Hong had already gotten the girls busy. No one knew where she found the wood, but she started a fire and collected rainwater to pour into the pot.

Lin Feng climbed onto Xiao Xuan's back and took out a 50-jin bag of rice from the storage room, enough to cook several pots.

The aroma of white porridge soon wafted out, and Sister Hong stirred the pot with a large iron ladle.

"It smells so good..."

"Hurry up and dig, you can drink when you've dug enough, and whoever has enough supplies can even pick a girl to relieve their fatigue." Sister Hong's voice rang out among the miners.

"Sister Hong, you said it yourself, I've been eyeing your Xiao Mei for so long..."

"Go to hell with you, Xiao Mei is mine..."

Hearing the men's chatter, the girls under Sister Hong giggled, with one even teasing, "Sister Mei isn't cheap; you can't even smell the rice without getting two pounds. Why don't you take a look at me..."

This allows them to mine faster by three points.

The allure of plain porridge and women is more effective than any motivational talk or inspirational quotes.