Exploring Technology in a Wizard World-Chapter 595 - 593: Great Discovery

"Pfft!"

Nancy retrieved the iron sword she had previously thrown on the ground, put her arms into it, and thrust it fiercely into the soil, sinking in over half a meter.

Glancing at the result, Nancy’s lips moved as she chanted, and Shape-shifting Earth Magic was released.

With the point where she had driven the longsword as the center, the soil suddenly softened, rippling out like the surface of water. Nancy violently pulled out the longsword, and the soil splashed out like liquid, landing all around.

When everything had settled, there was a new hole more than half a meter deep in the ground.

"Pretty easy, huh," Nancy said, turning her head to look at Gro, who was earnestly digging a hole with a longsword as if it were a shovel, and couldn’t help but roll her eyes. She kicked a small stone toward Gro to catch his attention and reminded him, "Hey, are you dumb? You’re a wizard apprentice, for God’s sake, not a farmer! Dig with your magic!"

"Eh?!" Gro, who was sweating profusely from his exertion, looked up in a stupor. After seeing the large hole in front of Nancy, realization dawned on him, "Oh yeah, that’s right, I am a wizard apprentice, a third-level one at that, I totally can use magic!"

Hearing this, Nancy rolled her eyes even more and turned her head to ask Richard, "Hey, Richard, how long are we doing this for?" freeweɓnøvel~com

"Just finish this area," Richard replied after conjuring an even larger hole with his short wand, and then he asked, "Why, having trouble?"

"As if," Nancy said. "Even if it were difficult, it would only be for the idiot over there."

"I’m not having trouble!" Gro weakly defended himself. "And I’m not an idiot, either."

"Alright then, if there are no problems, let’s get to it quickly, or it will be dark soon," Richard said.

"Sure."

"Got it."

Nancy and Gro said in unison and quickly began to cast their spells.

One large hole, two large holes, three large holes...

In the blink of an eye, ten minutes had passed...

Nancy once again thrust her sword into the ground, cast a spell to create another large hole, tidied up her slightly damp bangs, and mumbled to herself, "Indeed, it’s not too hard, just a bit monotonous."

Gro, panting heavily, said vaguely, "Huff huff... maybe."

Richard said nothing, just quietly kept digging.

Nancy and Gro felt too awkward to stop, so they had to keep on digging.

In a flash, half an hour had passed...

Nancy created another large hole, with no discovery. She pulled out her longsword and took a few deep breaths, feeling sweat all over her body. Moreover, the mana in the magic origin inside her body, even if conserved, was not as plentiful now after releasing only Zero-Circle spells. But she was a proud person, naturally not willing to admit defeat, bit her lip, and said out loud, "Really quite easy, just so boring not having found anything after digging for so long."

Gro, on the other hand, was gasping for air, his arms trembling as he held the iron sword. He thrust it into the ground, barely penetrating a few centimeters. Pressing his body down, he used his entire weight to drive the blade half a meter into the ground. After a few deep breaths and a successful incantation, he managed to create a mini hole. When he was done, he cast an odd glance at Nancy whose bangs were now stuck together in a single strand and mumbled under his breath, "Yeah right, as if I’d believe you."

However, Nancy, with her sharp ears, heard him and turned her head to glare at Gro, demanding, "What did you say? Say it again! Weren’t you the first one to offer help, dragging me into this? And now that you can’t keep up, you’re trying to put the blame on me?"

"I..." Looking at Nancy’s expression, Gro trembled and said without backbone, "I...I didn’t say anything, you...you heard wrong."

Richard showed no reaction to this and continued digging the hole.

After glancing at Richard, Nancy snorted and said to Gro, "Forget it, I won’t stoop to your level." After speaking, unwilling to be outdone, she began to dig into the ground again.

Gro looked at Richard, really wanting to say, "Lord Richard, is it too late to take back what you said earlier? This task doesn’t seem as simple as I thought," but ultimately, because of his pride, he didn’t say it. Grinding his teeth, he imitated Nancy’s actions and persisted.

Then, an hour later...

Richard, looking as usual, was busy clearing a large area.

Nancy had cleared an area about two-thirds the size of Richard’s. She waved her longsword, unable to help gasping for breath, and took the opportunity to wipe the sweat from her face.

On the other hand, Gro was panting like a dog, nearly sticking his tongue out. He sat on the ground entirely without grace, his arms as limp as noodles, his whole body tired and weary, not only from muscular exertion but also feeling a void of magical energy within, which made him extremely uncomfortable. He had become like this after clearing not even half the area that Richard had.

Gro was about ready to give up the struggle, sitting on the ground, barely holding the longsword, stabbing at the ground around him now and then, which, in a word, was shoddy work or, to put it differently, slacking off.

But Gro insisted: in good conscience, he wasn’t slacking off at all, he totally couldn’t move anymore. From the start, he had never anticipated that digging would be so exhausting. If he had a chance, he would definitely stop himself from making the decision an hour ago, even if it meant giving himself a few hard slaps!

It’s important to know oneself. Why did he think digging would be easy at the time?

Yes, casual digging is simple. But continuous, careful digging, ensuring not to damage anything buried beneath the soil, is hard work. It drains physical strength, mana, and even mental energy.

But that wasn’t even the biggest issue. Being a bit more tired was bearable. The bigger problem was that he had dragged Nancy into it. Although she seemed to be holding up for now, from the glances she continuously cast his way, it was possible she was already thinking about dismembering him.

That meant he definitely wouldn’t have an easy time in the future. At any time, he might be stuffed into a bag while sleeping at night and dragged out for a beating – once, twice, thrice...

The more Gro thought about it, the more terrified he became, shivering all over, and wailing in his heart: God, save me, please.

At the same time, his sword stabbed subconsciously toward the ground beside him.

"Pff! Crack!"

Hmm?!

Gro’s eyelid twitched, his mind becoming extremely clear: the sound and vibration of the longsword stabbing just now – it seemed like it had hit something.

"I found something! I made a great discovery!" Gro immediately shouted, so excited he wanted to cry, thinking: Finally, I don’t have to dig aimlessly anymore, I can finally rest for a bit.

Gro’s voice attracted Richard and Nancy, who were busy nearby.

Richard approached and asked, "Did you really dig up something?"

"Really, huff huff..." Gro took a few breaths, confidently pointing to a spot beside him, "Right here, right underneath here, there must be something."

"Alright, step aside, and let me clear it."

"Sure." Gro happily made room, handing it over to Richard to take over, feeling that he could at least rest for ten minutes.

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