Word Spirit Farming System

“Upgrade.”

“Yang Hongjin enjoyed the taste of the happiness, and he would constantly pester Cheng Yun everyday. Initially, Cheng Yun felt embarrassed, but as it happened more frequently, he didn’t mind it anymore.

Isn’t this what a normal husband and wife relationship is like?

However, Yang Hongjin’s usual dedication was now clearly demonstrated. He diligently pursued knowledge, after studying one point, and then delving into the next point, pressing Cheng Yun as if discovering a new world, and never satisfied. Eventually, Cheng Yun had to beg for mercy and ask him to stop.

Life returned to its normal course, but there was a slight difference that made Cheng Yun more content.

On the day Yang Hongjin returned from the road construction team, he handed over all the money he earned, five hundred yuan, to Cheng Yun, saying it was the ‘wife’s’ money for him to spend as he pleased.

Cheng Yun found his generous behavior amusing. Though the money wasn’t a lot by their standards, it was earned through Yang Hongjin’s hard work and efforts for ten days, and Cheng Yun cherished it deeply.

He used two-thirds of the money to buy medium-quality fabric from the town and had a tailor make two sets of clothes with the same style. With the remaining money, he bought seeds and vegetables, planning to prepare a delicious meal for Yang Hongjin.

Cheng Yun bought a lot of seeds this time, as he had already planted various types of seeds in the past and nearly reached the ideal yields. Therefore, he planned to win by quantity.

In the farming system, besides unlocking illustrations with new vegetables, he could also exchange a large amount of grain for points, which could be used to exchange for other seeds or special crops.

In the past, they didn’t have enough grain, and even eating was a problem, so Cheng Yun naturally didn’t consider this approach. But now, with sufficient resources, he could easily use this shortcut to quickly exchange for points.

Cheng Yun studied the rules for exchanging points with grain. The description stated that for a crop, one-tenth of its ideal yield should be submitted as an exchange, and for that exchange, two points would be obtained. These points could then be used to exchange for a corresponding quantity of seeds, which in turn would produce the ideal yield for that crop.

In simple terms, let’s take rice as an example. If one mu of land could produce one thousand catties of rice, then to exchange for two points, one hundred catties of grain would be needed. With those two points, ten catties of seeds could be exchanged, which would then produce one thousand cattiesof rice, forming a cycle.

Different crops had different ideal yields. For example, wheat had a relatively lower output, producing only around four to five hundred catties per mu, so it would only require around fifty catties of grain to exchange for two points.

Of course, the exchanged points could also be used to exchange for other seeds, such as fruits or cotton, using the surplus produce to obtain what one needed.

Cheng Yun didn’t plan to use these grains to exchange for more grain; he was interested in those points. Besides exchanging for grain seeds, these points could be used to upgrade the Word Spirit system and obtain special crops. These things were far more valuable than exchanging for regular seeds.

After Yang Hongcai helped to take care of the two mu of land at home and deducting the grain that needed to be submitted after the autumn harvest, Cheng Yun still had around a thousand catties of grain left. He kept about a hundred catties for daily consumption and had nearly a thousand catties of grain left that could be used for exchanging points.

Most people in the village would keep a large portion of their grain, enough to sustain them until the next harvest. The surplus would be taken to the town to be sold, and the money earned would be used to buy other things, making it easier for them to get through the winter.

But Cheng Yun didn’t need to do that. With the stable income from Yueqiong Tower, he had no worries about money. Therefore, he decisively used all the remaining grain to exchange for points.

Though the amount of grain seemed significant, after the exchange, he only obtained around thirty points. Together with what he had before, he now had more than forty points, enough to upgrade to the third-level system and still have some points left to exchange for two or three special crops.

Cheng Yun was inspired by Yang Hongjin’s recent changes. After exchanging points, he didn’t choose to exchange for special crops. His main goal was to upgrade the Word Spirit system and make the spirit’s effect even stronger.

So, just after the one month of the Word Spirit period, he immediately used the language spirit on Yang Hongjin. This time, he used an even more extreme description than the previous time, but he could clearly feel that the backlash on his body was slightly lighter than before. However, being at the third level still caused his body to feel weak.

Now that the two of them had a very intimate relationship, Cheng Yun didn’t hide when using the Word Spirit as he did before. He didn’t wait for Yang Hongjin to fall asleep and did everything while he was awake. So when he felt weak all over, Yang Hongjin noticed something was wrong the first time.

When Cheng Yun hugged Yang Hongjin’s head, his expression serious, and softly said those words, for some reason, Yang Hongjin seemed to understand what Cheng Yun wanted to do. He didn’t resist or fear; he just sat there and let Cheng Yun manipulate him.

So when Cheng Yun’s body softened and fell into his arms, Yang Hongjin immediately noticed.

His head suddenly throbbed, and he furrowed his brows. Before he could react, Cheng Yun in his arms slumped heavily against him.

Yang Hongjin had no time to attend to his own headache; he nervously held Cheng Yun and saw that he could hardly muster any strength, unable to even stand steadily. Yang Hongjin’s eyes turned red with worry, “Wife, what’s wrong? Wife?”

Cheng Yun mustered all his strength to shake his head, the movement so subtle it was almost imperceptible. He leaned close to Yang Hongjin’s ear and whispered softly, “Just let me rest a bit…”

Without hesitation, Yang Hongjin carried Cheng Yun in his arms and took him back to the room, gently laying him on the bed.

He went outside and prepared a basin of hot water, then moistened a towel to wipe Cheng Yun’s body. Strangely, despite feeling soft and weak, Cheng Yun showed no signs of illness. His face wasn’t pale, nor was it flushed, and his body felt as good as before.

His head throbbed again, and Yang Hongjin furrowed his brows, pressing his hand against his head to massage it.

He couldn’t quite describe what he was feeling at the moment. It seemed like there was a force trying to burst his head open, but at the same time, something seemed to be enveloping it, causing a struggle between the two forces, with neither giving in to the other.

This situation lasted for a while, and finally, that force seemed to give up and gradually subsided. Yang Hongjin’s headache also disappeared, and his mind seemed a bit clearer, but there was still a layer of haze covering him, making his thoughts still unclear.

“Uh…” Cheng Yun lying on the bed suddenly groaned, pulling Yang Hongjin’s attention back. He nervously grabbed Cheng Yun’s hand and asked, “How do you feel now?”

Gradually, Cheng Yun’s strength returned. The backlash from this time was shorter than the previous two, and in about the time it took for about half a cup of tea, his strength had fully recovered.

He half-supported himself and sat up, and Yang Hongjin quickly moved to help him up, and the two sat together on the edge of the bed. Cheng Yun didn’t answer Yang Hongjin’s question immediately but reached out and touched his head, asking, “Dos you feel uncomfortable anywhere?”

Yang Hongjin was taken aback and subconsciously wanted to say no, but he paused and thought about it before replying, “My head hurt a little just now, but it’s fine now.”

Upon hearing this, Cheng Yun sat up straight. He stared at Yang Hongjin with concern and asked, “How did it hurt?”

Yang Hongjin was surprised by Cheng Yun’s reaction, and after a moment of thought, he carefully described, “It was like a throbbing pain. It hurt the most when you fainted, but then it was fine, and just now, it hurt again for a moment, but now it’s gone.”

The last time he used the Word Spirit, Yang Hongjin was asleep, and Cheng Yun couldn’t be sure if it had any effect. But now, hearing Yang Hongjin’s words, could it be that those moments of headache were caused by the Word Spirit?

He tried to talk to Yang Hongjin hopefully, but like the previous times, he couldn’t explain whether the Word Spirit had any effect or to what extent it worked.

Lately, Yang Hongjin’s cognitive abilities had improved significantly, especially after participating in the road construction team. After not seeing each other for ten days, the contrast was evident. Small details in daily life that were previously overlooked were now magnified in front of him, and Cheng Yun could clearly sense Yang Hongjin’s changes.

It was precisely these changes that made it difficult for Cheng Yun to immediately discern whether Yang Hongjin had made further progress.

But Cheng Yun knew that the effect of the Word Spirit was real. Even if he couldn’t see it now, it would continue to work in the future and help Yang Hongjin gradually get better.

After understanding this, Cheng Yun stopped worrying about it. He was still feeling a bit weak, so he let Yang Hongjin help him up, but before he could exert any strength, he was pushed back to the bed by the idiot.

Cheng Yun: “Huh?”

When he looked up, he met Yang Hongjin’s serious gaze, and he was being scolded with disapproval, “Wife, you are not being obedient. If you’re not feeling well, you need to rest and not run around.”

Cheng Yun: “Huh???”

This is turned around!

Cheng Yun was confused, but Yang Hongjin completely disregarded his reaction. He tucked him back into the covers, just like Cheng Yun used to do when educating him, and said sternly, “Wife, you just fainted. I was so worried about you. If you don’t want me to worry, then rest properly and take care of yourself, okay?”

Cheng Yun blinked, still trying to process what was happening.

Wait, aren’t these words what he used to say to Yang Hongjin before? How come now it’s reversed, and he’s the one being scolded? Could this also be the effect of the Word Spirit?

But the important thing is —

Cheng Yun: “I’m not sick!”

Unexpectedly, Yang Hongjin shook his head, looked at Cheng Yun with a look of “you are not being good.” He even patted Cheng Yun’s head and said, “Wife, rest well. I’ll go make something for you to eat.”

Saying that, Cheng Yun couldn’t hold him back as Yang Hongjin left.

Cheng Yun was in a state of shock, not knowing how to react.

He landed softly on the floor and quietly peeked outside the door.

He saw that idiot skillfully lighting the fire, probably knowing that his culinary skills were still lacking. He didn’t aim for a sumptuous dinner but simply boiled some water and added noodles. When it seemed ready, he extinguished the fire and carefully served the noodles into a bowl.

Although it was just a simple action, Cheng Yun couldn’t help but feel a bit surreal.

During their conversation just now, although Yang Hongjin spoke in a serious and structured manner, Cheng Yun knew those were all words he had said in the past. It was just like how he would imitate Chef Ye and imitate other people’s words. It couldn’t be taken as evidence of his recovery.

As for daily tasks like cooking, Yang Hongjin had done them before as well. The only difference this time was that he actually made a meal, but considering he had been by Cheng Yun’s side for so long, he had probably learned a bit.

But Cheng Yun had an indescribable feeling. He felt that Yang Hongjin had become different.

This difference was probably that in the past, Yang Hongjin would think from the perspective of a listener, a learner, but now he had become more ‘active.’

He could actively care for Cheng Yun and take on some tasks within his capabilities. The roles between them seemed to have reversed, and everything felt very fresh to Cheng Yun.

Perhaps he could expect that in the near future, this idiot would fully recover.