Moran knew the reason and had to come back to wait for the big hoe to rest. Because of the lazy temper of the big hoe, her wish to cultivate the land today was shattered. The big hoe can be idle, but she can't be idle. Moran took out the watering can in the card. I wonder what the temper of this can will be after the infection? She sat on the ground and started to infect with the watering can. Other little witches: "..." It's terrible. Moran tired the big hoe down! However, after they became proficient in hoeing, they couldn't escape the fate of the hoe giving up. This time it was their turn to be upset.
The hoes treated every owner who exploited them equally. At this time, Moran had already infect the watering can. She tried to use magic to control the empty watering can to float in the air, and it got up smoothly. Although it was a little unstable, it was much easier to control than the hoe. After all, it didn't need to do anything, just tilt it steadily to sprinkle water. "It seems this is a good one!" Moran thought. She glanced at a hoe lying on the ground, which had been exhausted for the second time. She had figured out that this guy had to rest for half an hour after working for half an hour. It would not move for a while. Fortunately, the watering pot was good, "Let's sprinkle the weeding potion first!" Moran went to the medicine cabinet in the tool room and took out a weeding potion. The weeding potion was packed in small glass bottles as thick as fingers, and a small bottle could be mixed with a full pot of water. She poured a small bottle into the watering pot. Then she used the spring magic to fill the pot with clean water. "It's done!" Moran took two steps back, urged the magic power, and commanded the big-bellied watering pot filled with weeding water to float again. Command, command again... huh? Why didn't the watering pot move at all? She increased the magic output, and the watering pot finally moved. It only moved a little. After increasing the magic output, the watering pot finally rose, and floated about one meter. If it was higher, Moran, a high-level witch with a total mana of 1532 mana, would not be able to hold on to the magic consumption. "Forget it, one meter is one meter! The hedgehog grass in this area has already fallen down." Moran directed the watering pot to swing around the ground she had dug with a hoe and was preparing to dig. But the good times didn't last long. As soon as the ground dug with the hoe was roughly sprinkled with weeding water, the watering pot was obviously difficult to control.
It shook more and more, and a lot of weeding water was spilled. Moran quickly increased the magic output a little more, and the control command was strengthened, and the watering pot stabilized again. It only lasted less than three minutes before it became unstable again. Moran gritted his teeth and continued to increase the magic output. Eh? It's stable again. But this time, it didn't last for a minute. Control it to drop and land on the ground. The lower it goes, the more it shakes and the more it resists. If she didn't give it more magic, the watering pot would pour out all the weeding water in its belly. That was water mixed with weeding potion, specially prepared for common weeds in farmland. One drop could kill a hedgehog grass. It was such a waste to pour it out like this! Moran felt that she was in a dilemma. Fortunately, she was a witch, and her magic power was much more than that of ordinary little witches. She poured some magic power into the watering pot. The watering pot was quiet again and under control. But Moran knew that this guy couldn't stay quiet for a few minutes. He was not as durable as a big hoe, so he had to keep feeding magic power. She was like the unlucky person who joined a pyramid scheme and was trapped in her wealth. She could only keep using magic power to fill the hole and pray that the watering pot would have a conscience and not spill her weeding water! Once the weeding water was sprinkled, the watering pot was easy to control and couldn't keep draining her magic power. It was as if the weeding water that had just been used to trick her by the pyramid scheme had nothing to do with the watering can. But Moran was not going to tolerate it, and let it fall directly. She wiped the sweat off her forehead and sat down on the ridge next to her. Looking at the character card, she saw that more than half of her magic power had been spent, and 98% of it was swallowed by the watering can! Fortunately, the weeding water was finally spread evenly on the ground, with only a small amount of waste. It was also sprinkled on the land to be reclaimed. This cheating watering can, there is no need to serve it for the time being. Seeing her stop, Vasida, whose hoe had just stopped working, ran over and asked: "Moran, is the watering can easier to control? I see that you seem to be controlling it smoothly, and you succeeded in one go, but why do you look unhappy?" Moran forced an ugly smile: "If you were threatened by a watering can, you probably wouldn't be happy either." 816 Mana! Sprinkle a pot of weed water, this guy swallowed up her 816 mana magic. Even more shady than her selling cards! She has always been the only one who ripped off others, no one else ripped off her!
What's more, it's just a watering pot, the watering pot in the card she made, the watering pot she infected! "Ah? Threat?" Washida didn't quite understand what she meant by threat. Moran thought about it, this is Washida! She shook her head quickly: "Nothing, are you full today?" "I'm full! I went to the breadfruit forest this morning!" Washida said. "That's fine, Washida, try it! The watering pot will definitely give you a big surprise!" Moran said: "Be careful~ Don't be careless." Looking around, among all the little witches, only Vasida, who is not worried about the magic flower, can personally experience the pain she just felt. She was reluctant to let other little witches feel the same. "Hey! Sylph!" Moran caught sight of the figure coming out of the tool room, and quickly went to meet her, holding down the weeding potion in her hand. Sylph's magic power is not enough to begin with, so it's better not to let it get tricked by the watering can. Under Sylph's puzzled gaze, Moran said: "Sylph, listen to me, try it with water first! Don't mix the weed killer potion right away!" Sylph didn't quite understand, but she did it anyway. Then she discovered that the watering can that had been under control just now could only come out when it was filled with water. It accepted the magic power output, but it would not move. After trying it several times, the same thing happened. She asked Moran next to her in confusion: "Put it in water, why doesn't it move?" Moran: "..." She is also surprised! I originally thought that if I filled it with clean water, I wouldn't have to worry about being tricked by the watering can. If it opened its mouth like a lion, it would probably spill the water on the ground. It's just water anyway, so I don't feel bad. Unexpectedly, this guy stopped moving. Those who don’t know it think it is some kind of special spray pot that is dedicated to spraying pesticides and not sprinkling water! It seems that this is the last time the rabbit has seen the hawk: "Why don't you mix a little less of the weed-killing potion and try it?" Sylph nodded, poured out most of the water manually, and then poured a little weed-killing potion into it.