"Boom!"

Dark clouds covered the sky, and as a bolt of lightning tore apart, rolling thunder exploded between heaven and earth.

The pouring rain instantly blocked the whole world.

The rainy season is finally here.

Well, in fact, Zhang Yang doesn't know what kind of division spring, summer, autumn and winter are in this fantasy world.

But since the past three months have rained only a handful of times, and not so much, he took it for granted that it should be spring.

So it's summer.

The wheat, corn, potatoes, millet and other crops in the fields have been planted for two months, and they can be harvested in about thirty or forty days, and this rainstorm should come in time.

But Zhang Yang is worried that this rain will not stop, and if it lasts for the next month, then he will be finished.

That's why he braved the torrential rain and went straight to the tavern, and he had to ask Rennes, a 'local' who had lived here for five years.

In the past few days, there has been a lot of construction in the village, and it has been in full swing, but Zhang Yang has not let Ren's gang get involved, so these guys are very moisturized.

As long as people have enough to eat and live in a safe and comfortable environment, then their vigilance against the outside world will gradually decrease, and their emotions will become more relaxed.

For example, at this moment, when Zhang Yang appeared in front of the 21 Terran monsters in Wren, what he saw was not the 21 humanoid beasts with green eyes five days ago, even though they were still vigilant in their expressions, but each other's gaze changes became slightly clearer, friendly, and hopeful, yes, hope.

As long as there is hope, then everything is easy to say.

"My lord, are you in a hurry?" After the ceremony, Wren asked with some apprehension, it is true that they have been too comfortable in the past five days, and as a result, Zhang Yang has not been here once, but now the heavy rain is pouring but he is hurrying here, and everyone feels worried.

"How long will this rain be?"

Zhang Yang opened his mouth and asked, he was in a hurry, there was no way, he was just a freshman when he was on Earth, and he had never planted the land, how could he think about everything many steps in advance, if it weren't for this heavy rain, he wouldn't even realize this.

"Heavy rain?" Wren was stunned, and said to himself, I am not a wizard, how do I know how long this rain will last?

He grinned, scratched his ears and cheeks and thought for a long time, before he spoke, and said very tactfully, "Lord Lord, I am a king of shield soldiers, my shield is very good, and my defense is particularly strong, and the previous village chief said that I am a tank." ”

"Tank, your sister! I-well, I'm asking you, will this rain affect the crops? You see, we've planted more than 200 acres of wheat over there, do you know what wheat is?"

Zhang Yang is anxious, what about the calf, the Seventh Army has been flooded, who cares if you are a tank or an armored vehicle?

This time, Wren finally suddenly realized, and hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, my lord, as long as this heavy rain does not form a flash flood, it will stop at night at most, and there will be many such heavy rains in the future, and it will be summer." ”

Wren said with a smiling face, which can make such an Angzang man lower his eyebrows and pleasing his eyes, of course, it is not because Zhang Yang has a domineering spirit that does not exist at all, but because he sees the development potential of this village, just the more than 200 acres of crops that are growing well, and the land that is being reclaimed on a large scale, what does this mean He doesn't understand?

In the past few days, his eyes have turned green, so he wants to go out to help reclaim the land, so as to leave himself and others in the development of this village, but the boss of this village Zhang Yang did not speak, so he did not dare to make a mistake.

On the other side, Zhang Yang was sucked into the soul by the other two words,

"Torrent, Nima, torrent, grass, why are you so green!"

When he turned his head, he rushed into the rain, and he forgot about the flash flood that would break out when it rained, and at this time he scolded himself for being a pig, no, pigs are smarter than him!

Hopefully it's still too late,

It doesn't matter if the castle is washed, the houses can't be washed, the farmland can't be washed!

"Hey, my lord, you-"

Looking at Zhang Yang's back, Wren was dumbfounded, thought for a while, and gritted his teeth, "A few of you, and you, you, you all come out with me, take the guys, eat and sleep well these days, it's time to prove our loyalty, the lord doesn't really raise pigs, pigs, they are going to be fattened and killed!"

So in the pouring rain, more than ten big men also rushed out without hesitation.

By this time, Zhang Yang had already rushed into the castle and blasted out all the guys who were hiding from the rainstorm and chatting and fart, whether you were a craftsman or a farmer or a soldier, and all of them went out, digging aqueducts and embankments along the farmland and houses.

As for whether there will be flooding, it doesn't matter, let's dig it first.

Zhang Yang himself also did it himself, what magician, what immortal cultivator's identity was thrown aside, just in the pouring rain, he seemed to be crazy, the thunder in the sky kept exploding, the muddy water on the ground overflowed his knees, he didn't even know what he was doing, he could only dig frantically in a general direction.

It's not just a crazy demon like Zhang Yang, because in such a rainstorm, there is no point in being lazy, rather than standing there like a fool and cursing loudly and scolding the village chief is not crazy, it is better to vent his anger and resentment like this storm.

Everyone has lost their organization, and there is no one to direct how to dig or build the embankment, everything can only be done by everyone and with the cooperation of those around him.

Gradually, there was a real embankment formed, but the expected flood did not come, the torrential rain stopped first, the dark clouds dispersed, and the bright sun shone down, shining on the faces of everyone like a chicken in the soup, and all of them were covered with muddy water, and they couldn't recognize who you were or who he was?

At this moment, it was very weird, almost more than two hundred clay figures were standing awkwardly like this.

Which deflated calf said there would be a flash flood?

What the hell are we doing?

Suddenly, someone couldn't help but burst out laughing, it was as if a certain valve had been opened, looking at the other embarrassed people and themselves, and the laughter was quickly contagious.

More than two hundred clay figurines laughed unscrupulously, and they had no scruples, because they couldn't recognize who was who at the moment?

In the midst of such laughter, there seems to be an unspeakable tacit understanding breeding.

Everyone is feeling the kindness of others in embarrassment.

Everyone laughed and recognized their comical, useless effort.

At this moment, at least we are the same, people of a village.

"You idiots, what are you doing there, do you want to freeze to death outside!"

In a dwelling, a sturdy woman suddenly rushed out and shouted loudly, which made her man frightened, and just wanted to rush up to cover the mouth of this stinky woman, but saw a group of clay figures squeezing their eyebrows, hooking their shoulders and backs, mocking each other, not taking it seriously, but under the command of the sturdy woman, they rushed into the dwelling, where every household had already boiled hot water.

Originally, the women of each house had prepared this because they were worried that their husbands would be damaged by the rain, but at this moment they were not separated from each other.

After the rain, the sun is warm and bright.

The air was filled with the surprise and mischievous laughter of children, who invariably chose to jump and jump in the mud puddle, and this joy was like the sky at this moment, pure and clear.

Sitting on a simple wooden stool, Zhang Yang changed into a set of clothes that were extremely ill-fitting and full of patches, but it was dry and clean, and no one recognized him until this moment.

Or, identity doesn't mean much at the moment.

The soul force field was quietly released, enveloping the entire village.

He saw Wu Yuan hiding in a corner like a quail and desperately washing the sludge from a farmer.

He saw Duan Kuan wearing a short shirt and revealing half of his white buttocks, bragging with a craftsman.

He saw the delicate Wang Shen standing there at a loss, being pointed at and laughing by a group of village women, in other words, this is afraid that his head has fallen to the ground and the blood has soared, but at this moment he can't hold his big sword, and he doesn't want to take it.

He also saw that Zhou Da was shirtless, and he was squeezing his eyebrows with a few village girls, let's go, shame, what are you doing!

"Trigger the special event of the village and activate the attribute of the village - United (1/5). ”

"United as One (1/5): Effect, all villagers have +10 loyalty, +100 prosperity, 20% fewer fights within the village, 20% less passive sabotage, 20% less family conflicts, 20% less husband and wife conflicts, 20% more marriage rate, when encountering a small-scale enemy invasion, the villagers will have a chance to automatically organize themselves to fight back, and you can get an additional 20 recruit slots. ”

Seeing these two pieces of information, Zhang Yang's mouth was so surprised that he couldn't close it, he never expected that such a funny and funny farce would have such an effect.

Of course, this kind of thing cannot be replicated, and the reason why it was triggered this way this time is because farmland and residential houses are closely related to everyone's interests.

Everyone has to eat, and no one is at a loss for food.

So whether it is Wu Yuan, Duan Kuan, or Wang Shen's mad swordsmen, or Ren's people, as well as the craftsmen, farmers, butchers, cooks, and even those old ladies in the houses, they all desperately hope to protect the place where they live and protect the farmland.

It is precisely because of such the simplest and most ordinary ideas that hundreds of people they don't know, don't know very well, and have completely different identities and statuses are grouped together in a raging storm.

This is the reason why the village attribute United is activated.

"I'm starting to like this village, it's my own village, it's ours, and that's probably what everyone here thinks at this moment. Well, your own people!"

Zhang Yang suddenly seemed to understand something at this moment, this is a sense of belonging, about trust, about a grander, more magnificent concept, which he still can't fully understand.