Survival in the Ruins: I can make everything evolve infinitely

Chapter 039: Inheriting 5,000 Years of Farming Skills

The rock-armoured turtle resumed its journey, utilising its newly evolved ability, Earth Manipulation, leaving no footprints on the ground.

Liyue stayed outside alone, gripping the edges of the rocky spikes on its shell.

“No matter how I look at it, this feels unbelievable,” she muttered as she watched the hills and earth slowly recede behind them.

After observing for a while, she turned and walked back into the house, catching snippets of conversation as she entered.

“Mu Liang, what’s this building for?”

Mino was perched on a stool, leaning over the table and peering at the blueprint next to Mu Liang.

“It’s for storage. Leaving everything in the hall isn’t safe,” Mu Liang replied, glancing briefly at the white-haired girl as she entered.

He turned back to the bunny-eared girl, continuing his explanation about safety hazards. “The hearth is in the hall, and if a burning log cracks, sparks could fly out and ignite nearby items.”

“I understand now! I’ll start moving everything right away!” Mino exclaimed, suddenly anxious.

“Don’t rush,” Mu Liang said, gently grabbing her arm.

Pointing to the warehouse design on the blueprint, he added, “Let me first explain how to set up the storage.”

Mino blinked at him, her expression puzzled.

“Raise the threshold a bit so small bugs can’t crawl in,” Mu Liang instructed, pointing at the blueprint.

“Got it,” Mino responded thoughtfully.

“Divide the warehouse into sections. Items should be sorted into designated areas,” Mu Liang said, indicating the grid pattern on the plan.

“Understood,” the bunny-eared girl nodded obediently.

“The warehouse construction is up to you,” Mu Liang said, handing her the blueprint.

“No problem,” Mino said seriously, accepting the plan. Then, her cheeks flushed slightly as she asked softly, “Mu Liang, can I have this sheet after the warehouse is built?”

“You want the blueprint?” Mu Liang asked, surprised.

“Yes, and could I have the previous one too?” Mino’s blue eyes sparkled with anticipation.

“Take them both if you want,” Mu Liang said with a smile, not probing further.

He figured that young girls were entitled to their little secrets.

“Yay! Once I finish the warehouse, I’ll come for them!” Mino chirped, darting off with the blueprint in hand.

“Mino is becoming more cheerful and lively,” Mu Liang remarked, his gaze soft as he watched her leave.

“Is there anything I can help with?” Liyue asked, hesitating slightly.

She didn’t want to freeload, feeling compelled to contribute in exchange for food, shelter, and safety.

After a moment of thought, Mu Liang replied, “Help Mino build the warehouse, and add an extra room while you’re at it.”

It was a perfect opportunity for the two girls to spend time together and grow more familiar with one another.

“Understood,” Liyue said with a nod before heading out to find Mino.

“Now, I should clear some land,” Mu Liang murmured to himself.

Some of the vegetables were already wilting, and he needed to plant them as soon as possible.

He gave a mental command to the rock-armoured turtle: “Little Xuanwu, find a hill and bring back stone bricks and soil.”

“Awuu~~”

The rock-armoured turtle growled in response, lumbering toward the nearest hill.

Within minutes, the 10-metre-tall hill was reduced to rubble.

Piles of neatly cut stone bricks and soil were delivered to the turtle’s back.

The two girls, who had been sketching routes on the turtle’s back, stared wide-eyed at the scene.

“Is it always this noisy?” Liyue asked, blinking her silver eyes in disbelief.

“Ahem…” Mino swallowed nervously, clearing her throat.

Feigning calmness, she replied, “Not… not really. Mu Liang is just like that—always doing things his way.”

“He does seem a bit reckless,” Liyue said, recalling how many times she had been startled since last night.

She added, “It seems like I’ll need to brace myself for surprises if I stick around him.”

“He’s not that bad. He also brings pleasant surprises,” Mino said softly, defending Mu Liang.

Liyue, remembering the Angel’s Wings from the previous night, blushed and lowered her head. She gave a small, almost imperceptible nod.

Meanwhile, Mu Liang was oblivious to their chatter.

He used his Earth Manipulation ability to move the stone bricks to the turtle shell’s edges, planning to expand the courtyard walls to the perimeter.

The night before, while evolving the turtle, he had left the area around the house untouched to avoid disturbing the girls’ sleep.

One by one, the stone bricks floated into place, forming a metre-high courtyard wall along the edge of the shell.

“Little Red, weave some webs outside the wall,” Mu Liang instructed the red ghost spider, tasking it with setting up web traps for added security.

“Squeak, squeak~~” The spider responded with a grinding sound as it began its work.

“Next is the farmland layout,” Mu Liang said, surveying the space.

He decided to set the field near the restroom for easy access to fertiliser, saving time and effort.

Using his abilities, Mu Liang prepared a plot of land, enclosing it with stone pathways to form tidy embankments.

“It’s time to start planting,” he said, satisfied with his work.

He brought out the twelve barrels and the tomato plant wrapped in spider silk.

“Who would’ve thought I’d inherit 5,000 years of farming instincts in another world,” Mu Liang muttered, his emotions a mix of nostalgia and humour.

Following his plan, he planted each vegetable in its designated spot.

He built a wooden trellis beside the tomato plant to support its vines.

Finally, he planted the tea tree at the centre of the field, with the Angel’s Wings growing nearby.

“The vegetables look pretty wilted. They might not survive. Should I eat some instead?”

Mu Liang squatted by the embankment, scrutinising the shrivelled plants.

When his gaze fell on the swaying Angel’s Wings, an idea struck him.

He considered using his taming points to revive the plants.

“I only have 10 taming points,” Mu Liang muttered, furrowing his brows.

He quickly dismissed the idea of using points on cabbages or tomatoes, deeming their value too low.

“Taming the tea tree seems more practical. It’ll keep producing leaves,” he reasoned.

With a diet heavy on meat, Mu Liang figured his body wouldn’t last long without nutrients.

Drinking tea could supplement vitamins and fibre, much like vegetables.