The hospital was empty at night, and the moonlight in the hall wanted to pour in from the window, but was blocked by mere curtains. I could only linger outside, spying on the two silent people inside.

Suddenly I felt my throat was a little dry, so I took a sip and put down the notebook in my hand.

"Doctor Dot, are there really diseases in the world that can play hide and seek with humans?"

Dr. Dot's figure in a white robe looked particularly cold at night, like a shadow stretching across the horizon.

His serious expression was sharper, but his conversation was not entirely sure.

"My teacher mentioned this unusual case many times in subsequent letters. As a general physician at the time, he was very concerned about this type of stubborn disease and tried to make it his main focus."

"But according to the address on the case list, he only saw a house that had been vacated for a long time. No one knew the whereabouts of this family."

"Neighbors said that this old man was actually just an empty-nest man living alone, and that his family members were disguised as his temporary servants and had long since dispersed."

"So this puzzle has always troubled the teacher."

"I think what the two cases have in common is that the source of the disease cannot be found and the symptoms persist."

I pondered for a long time and asked.

"Doctor, do you believe that singing can kill people?"

"Singing?" Doctor Dot asked puzzledly, "I know that the infrasound waves of some whales can have the effect of damaging human internal organs. But as an audible sound wave, how can singing have the effect of hurting people? If singing can hurt people

, then humankind would have become extinct long ago.”

"Yeah, if we couldn't adapt to the environment, humans would have become extinct long ago..."

I said to myself, and suddenly a light came to my mind.

I suddenly looked at the doctor with bright eyes and spoke word by word.

"Then what if... humans can't adapt to the environment?"

"Can't adapt to the environment? In that case..."

"It's not me that's wrong, it's the world. That can explain the strange behaviors in the cases..."

I ignored the doctor's sudden outburst of secondary language and continued my analysis.

"In fact, it is not that the normal body is disturbed by the virus, but that the normal environment becomes a virus that is harmful to the body, so there will be an overreaction to all seasons..."

Doctor Dot actually rushed to the case cabinet, rummaged through the cabinets and found a case notebook, and said while reading it.

"So there is nothing wrong with my test results. What is wrong are these indicators! These indicators that are normal for ordinary people are actually completely abnormal for Mrs. Lilia!"

"Marcus! This idea of ​​yours is very creative! I need further analysis immediately!"

Doctor Dot took my hand and said excitedly.

"Then do you need to check me again, Mrs. Lilia?"

"No! Not at all! The data she tested before is the best reference. What I need is to configure the concoction according to the individually set indicators. As long as it is effective, it means that our analysis is correct!"

"Doctor Dot, you are indeed an expert!"

"This is all your credit! But if we want to conduct experiments, I don't have enough medicinal materials here." Dr. Dot scratched his head a little embarrassed, "Can you help me pick some medicine? I can give it here.

remuneration!"

"Wrap it around me!"

Since there is a reward, I will take it all in, but then I think about it...

"But doctor, I don't know what the medicinal herbs look like..."

"I'll send help with you! Please!"

"Oh well."

…………

After walking out of the hospital, I walked on the path back to the ranch.

If such research is started, it should be able to alleviate the disease to a certain extent, right?

Regarding that mysterious song, I am still in the period of groping and testing, and I can only use various clues to piece together the truth of the matter. Until this problem is solved, the development of the ranch is still shrouded in mystery, which makes me uneasy.

But in the initial stage of ranching, I don’t want to get too involved in these things and add uncertainty to my future.

I silently calculated that the potatoes in the pasture would be mature in two days and could be sold as a major product. This would allow us to expand production and put animal husbandry on the agenda.

The pasture buildings also need to be further improved, which means I need to set aside more time to cut general stone...

Based on this calculation, I don't have enough time every day. I have to reduce the frequency of wandering around the town and concentrate on the development of the ranch.

I made such calculations, and finally rushed back to the ranch when the moon was dimly lit.

As soon as I walked into the pasture gate, a pony rushed straight towards me with a pitiful expression on his face:

°(′?Pan?｀)゜!

Okay, okay, I understand, it's my fault for not spending time with you.

I touched the pony's head and combed its somewhat tangled mane, then held the reins and walked with him in circles around the pasture.

"Well... this place is close to a river. You can dig a living water pond for fish farming and irrigation!"

After walking for two steps, I really found a good place. It happened to be on a prominent river bank on the edge of the pasture. The water flow was relatively concentrated. Depending on the location, I only needed to dig a ditch to divert the water to the pasture.

Moreover, this row can also be used as the location of a hydraulic station for building hydraulic mills and hydroelectric power stations!

As a result, my ranch's power supply also ended.

The town uses a hydroelectric power station on a river dam, but it is too far from the town.

I asked Boss Dart that if we want to connect the ranch with electricity, we will need at least seven kilometers of power lines to connect it. Such a workload is completely out of my scope, so I have been delayed.

Residents in other towns have electricity through preset lines from the time when the town was established.

When I think back to the monologues of the first residents of the town, they even laid cables layer by layer in the mines, so there were no technical problems for the town at all.

Speaking of water, I think of Zach who gave me the fishing rod.

In the second half of this year, China and the United States will co-produce...

No, it was the short bow that was shipped to him the day before yesterday. I don’t know if it was sold or not. There was no news at all.

It stands to reason that even if some of the steel products I make lag behind the production capacity of the industrial era, then this handmade short bow can at least be sold as a work of art, right?

Or did this short bow just disappear into the sea?

If the sales of short bows go smoothly, then I can transform the development plan based on planting industry into a getting rich plan based on handicraft industry, and achieve self-sufficiency in the pasture faster.

Until this moment, even I didn’t realize that I, who was homeless in Shining City, had such a deep obsession with developing my own ranch!

All the plans and arrangements are to establish this ranch as a place where I can settle down and live my life, ending the feeling of being homeless.

Unconsciously, the pony walked two more laps, and his eyes began to feel blurry, and he felt like his eyes were about to close.
Chapter completed!