Chapter 13
Air Wall? The Wisdom of the Working People

An endless stream of water flowed gurglingly on the riverbed.

But it extended to seven meters and stopped flowing outward.

As if there was an invisible wall of air blocking it.

Yun Yi stroked his chin.

It seems that the priority of the MC rules is higher than the real rules.

Real water is affected by gravity and will flow from high ground to low ground.

But water in MC will only extend seven blocks outward at most.

That is, seven meters in reality.

Beyond seven meters, no matter how low the terrain is, the water will not flow over.

Unless there is a vertical drop of more than one meter, the water will continue to flow.

If you dig a vertical drop of one meter every seven meters.

It can indeed make the water extend infinitely.

But it is only feasible in the short term.

After all, even if you dig a super drop that can hold Mount Everest, you can only make the water extend for 60 kilometers at most.

For a river, 60 kilometers.

It can only be considered a small river.

But for humans.

This project is enough to say that our descendants will be endless.

Of course, as long as the thinking does not slip, there are always more solutions than difficulties.

One block of endless water cannot be extended, so you can always put more blocks.

Moreover, as long as humans exert an influence.

Make the endless water that flows out leave the range of the air wall.

The MC rules will become invalid.

These waters will also become no different from ordinary water.

What will affect ordinary water?

They will be affected in the same way.

The villagers of Zhaojiazhuang who were watching saw this endless stream of spring water.

They couldn't help but jump down into the Hutuo River.

They ran to the endless water, cupped their hands and drank a mouthful.

Cool, sweet!

It's truly the divine water transformed by the gods, the taste is better than the river water in the past.

Maybe it can also cure all diseases and prolong life.

It's just that this water is a bit strange.

There is no spring, nor does it connect to groundwater.

Below is empty, only solid land.

But there is a constant flow of water from here.

And it's clearly downhill.

But the water doesn't flow down.

It's like being blocked by something, only flowing for seven meters around.

It's very strange.

Forget it, this is a god.

If we mortals can figure it out, then what would they be called gods?

They didn't understand what physics and science were.

Although this thing violates the common sense they have recognized for decades.

But when they think of this being done by the gods.

They readily accept this strange setting.

Anyway, now there is water!

Why bother?

Long live the gods!

Ancient people just had a lower level of productivity than later generations, but their wisdom was not inferior at all.

The villagers of Zhaojiazhuang soon discovered.

Although the flow of endless water has a range.

But as long as the water is transported out of this range.

This water will flow down the river as before.

It's just that it's been too dry.

This water hadn't flowed out a few meters before it was absorbed by the dry soil, leaving not a single drop.

But it doesn't matter.

This flow, though small, cannot save the thousands of households downstream.

But it is definitely more than enough to irrigate the farmland of Zhaojiazhuang.

Soon.

The villagers of Zhaojiazhuang worked together to build a one-foot-wide ditch.

The first section connects to the endless water, and the end connects to the ditches in the fields.

This way, they don't have to carry water to the fields one by one anymore.

They only need to send a few people to stand at the intersection of the endless water and the ditch.

Scoop the endless water into the ditch.

Streams of water will flow through the ditch into the fields.

Moistening the crops that are about to die of thirst.

As more and more water flowed into the ditch, the smiles on the villagers' faces grew more and more.

They were happy.

Happier than eating meat during the New Year.

Because the crops were alive, they saw hope for life.

Of course, they all know who brought this about.

So when they met Yun Yi on the road, they would immediately kneel in front of him.

They perform the kneeling ceremony.

Although Yun Yi didn't understand what they were saying, he could guess that it was words of gratitude.

Moreover, bringing life-saving water in the midst of drought is no different from saving everyone's life.

Even if Yun Yi is not a god.

The villagers of Zhaojiazhuang are willing to set up a memorial tablet for him.

What's more, Yun Yi is a real god?

What's wrong with bowing and kneeling?

If there were such a spiritual god in the world, we would be willing to bow and kneel to him every day.

But Yun Yi is truly uncomfortable with this.

He has come all the way.

He doesn't know how many villagers he has helped up who were bowing and kneeling.

He's afraid to walk on the main road.

It seems he needs to hurry up and determine the etiquette between meeting each other.

Although he wants to use religious power.

But he hopes to unite everyone with ideas, rather than a rigid feudal hierarchy.

Yun Yi tried to take the small road to avoid the villagers and walked to the center of the village.

Zhao An was organizing people to deal with the dwarf deer and wild wolves that Zhao Yun had hunted.

These wild wolves are not big.

They are generally fifty or sixty pounds, and even the wolf king does not exceed one hundred pounds.

After removing the bones and inedible parts.

Then divide it among the hundreds of people in the village.

Each person gets even less.

But even a mosquito's leg is meat.

The villagers of Zhaojiazhuang usually only get to eat a few bites of meat during the New Year.

Now they have meat to eat.

Although not much.

But they are already very satisfied.

When they saw Yun Yi coming, Zhao An asked everyone to put down their work quickly.

They kowtow and bow.

Yun Yi put his forehead on his hand and was helpless, he pulled them up one by one.

Then he asked for paper and a pen.

"You don't need to kneel when you see me, if you want to express your feelings, you can perform the clasped hands ceremony."

Then Yun Yi created the Daoist clasped hands ceremony from the future.

After all, the current clasped hands ceremony usually only has two types: holding the hands and cupping the fists.

The Daoist clasped hands ceremony is completely different.

The inner hands pinch the Zi Wu Jue, and the outer hands present the Tai Chi diagram.

The left hand wraps the right hand, embracing the yin and holding the yang, containing the five elements.

It doesn't have any special effects, it's just to differentiate it from other clasped hands ceremonies.

If you have to say the advantages.

It can increase the collective cohesion and mutual sense of identity.

It can also save Yun Yi from being knelt to and kowtowed to every day.

Although he knows that the villagers are doing this because they admire and respect him.

But having a group of people who look older than his father kowtow to him.

It just feels weird.

But the clasped hands ceremony is only a temporary solution.

To face all this calmly, he can only adapt slowly.

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