I'm a Druid at a farmhouse.

Chapter 34 Building a Stove on the Back Hill

A faint force of nature detached from Song You's body, flowing like a stream into a river, silently merging with his perception of flames.

A miraculous change occurred.

If his perception of flames before was like that of an ordinary black-and-white television, now, that television has instantly been upgraded to a high-definition color television.

The outline of the flames, which had begun to blur at a distance of fifteen meters, became clear again, and even the temperature difference between the inner core and the outer flames was clearly visible.

Song You continued to retreat, one step, two steps...

They retreated all the way to the edge of the reservoir, a full twenty meters away from the kitchen, before the blue flame began to blur again.

"About twenty meters."

Song You understood the situation.

The power of nature can indeed amplify skill effects.

A thought popped into his head: if I build a stove every twenty meters along the wall of the farmhouse, wouldn't I be able to bring the entire farmhouse under my fiery domain?

When that time comes, I will be able to sit in the middle of the yard and sense every rustle of wind and grass in every corner.

The idea had barely surfaced when he rejected it himself.

So stupid.

Putting aside the cost of building so many stoves, the sight alone is enough to make someone call the police.

Those who didn't know better might think his farmhouse was some kind of mysterious sacrificial site.

Besides, if he really wanted to sense what was happening in the yard, he could just communicate with the flowers and plants using the "Whispers of Nature," which would be more effective and save money.

Ultimately, this ability to control the stove fire will be used for cooking.

Song You turned around to go back inside, but suddenly stopped in his tracks.

and many more.

Stove, flames...

His gaze suddenly fell upon the dark back mountain.

A bold plan quickly took shape in his mind.

Wild boars are afraid of fire.

This is common sense.

If I were on the back mountain, near that wild boar's den, I would build a stove and light a fire.

At that time, with the blessing of flames and his own strength as a pig, the initiative will be in his hands.

This thought gave Song You a much-needed boost.

The next day, the business at the agritainment business was even better than the previous few days.

Videos of the food festival spread in some local WeChat groups, and many locals from Xiangcheng drove there out of curiosity.

The small open space at the entrance of the courtyard seemed a bit crowded for the first time.

"Boss, you don't have enough parking spaces!" A middle-aged man who had just parked his car stuck his head out and shouted.

"It'll be done soon, the expansion will start next week," Song You called out as he weighed the fish for a customer who had just finished fishing.

"Boss, you're the chef Song from Douyin, right? You look even more energetic in person than in the videos!" A young woman held up her phone, her eyes full of curiosity.

Song You just smiled and continued working.

After a busy day, we saw off the last group of guests, and it was completely dark.

Song You took a quick shower but didn't rest immediately.

He rummaged through the storeroom and found a worn-out shovel and a hoe, along with a sturdy burlap sack.

Everything is ready.

At four o'clock the next morning, the sky was still pitch black, with only a few stars hanging on the horizon.

Song You had already gotten out of bed quietly.

Without turning on the lights, relying on the weak night vision provided by [Body Fitness], he carried his tools and slipped out of the yard like a ghost, heading straight for the back mountain.

The mountain road was rugged, but he walked on it as if it were flat ground.

Soon, he arrived near the woods where he had previously discovered the wild boar's den.

A lingering stench of wild animals still hung in the air.

Song You stopped, closed his eyes, and spread his thoughts outward.

[The whispers of nature].

The surrounding trees and weeds immediately fed back vague fragments of consciousness to him.

The female wild boar is still there.

It and its piglets were fast asleep, hidden in a grassy hollow not far ahead, concealed by bushes.

Song You found a relatively flat open space about thirty meters away from the pigsty.

This distance allows the firelight and smoke to stimulate the wild boar while also giving oneself enough space to react.

He took off his coat, threw it aside, picked up a hoe, and started working.

The soil was turned over, and the stones were cleared away.

With his current physique, doing this kind of physical labor is pure enjoyment for him. Every muscle is brimming with explosive power, and when he strikes with a hoe, he penetrates several inches deeper than others.

In less than half an hour, the foundation of a simple earthen stove had already taken shape.

"Hmph—"

Just then, a low, wary hum came from the bushes not far away.

coming.

Song You stopped what he was doing, straightened up, and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

As dawn broke, a large, dark figure emerged from behind the bushes.

It was that female wild boar.

It was clearly awakened by the commotion. Its small eyes flashed with ferocity and vigilance as it stared intently at Song You and the earthen stove that was taking shape at his feet.

It made threatening growling noises and pawed the ground restlessly with its front hooves, as if it were ready to charge at any moment.

Song You didn't move, he just calmly looked at it.

He didn't release any murderous intent, nor did he make any provocative moves; he simply conveyed a clear and unquestionable intention through the "whisper of nature."

"This is my territory."

"Stay away from my orchard and vegetable garden."

"Otherwise, you will bear the consequences."

This thought was cold and direct, devoid of any emotion.

The sow's massive body suddenly stiffened.

The fierce glint in its eyes was instantly replaced by confusion and fear.

It could sense that the two-legged creature before it emanated an aura that instilled fear deep within its soul.

That aura was even more terrifying than the predators it had encountered deep in the mountains and forests before.

Its wild instincts and the slap from before told it that this person was definitely not someone to mess with.

The gurgling sounds in its throat gradually subsided, and its digging stopped.

But it did not retreat.

It simply stood there, facing Song You from afar. In its small eyes, there were complex emotions: fear, anger, and a stubbornness that Song You couldn't understand.

The stalemate lasted for several minutes.

Song Youxian made the first move.

He ignored the wild boar, bent down, and continued his work.

Dig the soil, mix the mud, and build the stove body.

His movements were unhurried and deliberate, as if the 300-pound behemoth beside him was just a wisp of air.

The sow just watched.

It watched as Song You used mud and stones to gradually build up that strange thing.

It didn't understand what it was, but a strong sense of unease spread through its heart.

The sky gradually brightened.

The birds in the mountains and forests began to sing.

Song You has already completed the main structure of the earthen stove, with only the final capping and chimney remaining.

He wiped the sweat from his brow, straightened up, and looked at the wild boar again.

It's still there.

Not a single step was taken.

Song You's brows furrowed slightly.

Not right.

Logically, having already demonstrated sufficient strength and issued a clear warning, even the most protective mother boar, faced with such a frightening threat, would have made the most sensible choice to immediately move away with her piglets.

But why doesn't it leave?

What is it waiting for?

Song You's mind raced, connecting all the clues.

Sow, piglets, and stubborn guardians.

A possibility flashed through his mind like lightning.

It's not guarding; it's waiting.

It was waiting for its companion, the male wild boar, to return!

One sow is already difficult enough, but what if there's an even larger boar on top of that?

Although we haven't seen a male wild boar since last time, it doesn't mean he doesn't exist. He's probably patrolling the mountain right now and will be back soon.

Song You's heart sank.

Things were more complicated than he had imagined.

He glanced at the nearly completed earthen stove, then at the sow still stubbornly guarding the spot in the distance.

Can't delay any longer.

This matter must be resolved before the male wild boar returns.

Song You took a deep breath, picked up the shovel, and his movements suddenly quickened considerably.

With dirt flying everywhere, he was going to light the fire in the stove today.