The Greatest Beast Trainer: Building A Nation On The Back Of A Dragon Chapter 25
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Day and night alternated.
"Is it going to rain?"
Solomon got up early to prepare breakfast. He looked at the sky outside the window.
There was not as much sunlight today as before.
The sky today gave people a very oppressive feeling.
If it were not for Solomon's strong sense of time, he would probably still feel that it was not morning yet.
"Solomon, the sun hasn't risen yet, and you're already up to cook?"
Nicole glanced at the situation outside and thought that the sun hadn't risen yet. After all, there was no sun today.
"It's already morning. I feel like it's going to rain."
Solomon stirred the things in the pot as he spoke to Nicole.
He had not expected that the words he had said last night would come true today.
His premonition ability was bursting!
"Is it going to rain?"
Nicole ran out of the room and looked up at the sky.
From the dark clouds, there was a weak light.
This kind of weather represented the rhythm of a rainstorm.
She looked at Solomon in front of her and found that Solomon was becoming more and more mysterious.
Yesterday it was going to rain. Today it was really going to rain.
Boom!
A white bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, making a loud sound.
Solomon clearly heard the screams of the murderers nearby. It was obvious that they were frightened by the sudden thunder.
A few more bolts of lightning appeared.
"Solomon, why is there only thunder? Why isn't it raining?"
Nicole raised her head to look at Solomon and asked.
"It's still brewing."
The sky was even dimmer now. There was only thunder but no rain. This was obviously impossible. It could only be said that the rainstorm this time would be hefty! And it would continue for a long time.
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It could be said that this created an opportunity for Solomon, an opportunity to store rainwater.
"Stay here."
After saying that, without waiting for Nicole's reply, Solomon directly rushed out of the door.
He wanted to get a few more containers so that he could store more rainwater.
Solomon continued to punch the wood one after another, but they were all drowned out by the thunder in the sky.
The lightning was like a snake in the sky, each longer than the last. It felt like it could tear a hole in the sky at any time.
An hour passed.
Solomon started to chisel with the dagger. After a while, he made something that looked exactly like the container he made last night.
He could make one in an hour. This was already very fast.
Solomon did not rest. He turned his attention to another piece of wood. Since it was going to rain, he might as well make more storage containers. Otherwise, he did not know how long the rain would last.
Nicole had prepared breakfast in the room.
Because Solomon had prepared normally, he went out to get more containers. Nicole continued to cook.
Her cooking skills were not bad. Although it was not as exquisite as Solomon's, the overall taste was not bad.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Solomon's body seemed to have endless strength. The speed of his punches became faster and faster. Each punch was more powerful than the previous one. Each punch landed crazily on the wood.
Finally, the wood could not withstand such great pressure.
Kacha!
It directly broke, and a large crack appeared.
An hour quietly passed.
A container was created again just like that.
Now there were a total of three containers, but it was still not enough. Thinking of this, Solomon focused his attention on the last thick piece of wood.
Anyway, this piece of wood was useless here so that he could use it as a container.
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Soon, another container was completed.
During this time, Nicole also brought a bowl of hot porridge to Solomon to drink.
Now, all he had to do was wait for the rain. Everything was ready, except for the east wind.
...
Noon.
Boom!
The sound of this thunder was louder than any of the previous ones.
Moreover, the color was no longer white but red.
At this moment, the dark clouds hanging in the sky were gathering in a certain direction, like an ancient ferocious beast that could erupt at any time.
Heavy rain was coming.
The sound of thunder fell, and a rainstorm appeared.
As soon as the sound of thunder stopped, a heavy rain fell from the sky.
The rain was falling faster and faster.
The rain splashed on the ground, splashing water everywhere.
"It's raining."
Solomon smiled. Everything he had done before was not in vain. The rain fell directly into the container that Solomon had made. There was no waste at all.
Solomon had even specially made a cover. When the sun came, he would cover it directly so that it would not evaporate.
"Solomon, I'm going out to take a shower."
Nicole said this and was about to rush out, but Solomon stopped her.
"Go to the bathroom and take a shower."
Solomon had the Little Fire Dragon make a hole in the bathroom's roof so that the rain could flow down from it.
"Oh."
Nicole replied and rushed into the bathroom.
Because she could smell the sour smell on her body.
Solomon was not so particular about it. He took off his shirt, put on his underpants, and ran to the center to wash up.
It was quite comfortable.
The heavy rain swept Solomon's entire body, washing away all the dirt and other things on his body.
Solomon's handsome face was revealed. His clear horns and deep eyes made it impossible to guess his thoughts.
Ten minutes passed.
Solomon washed up and returned to the house. He used the shirt to wipe his wet hair.
Then, he changed into a set of clean and tidy clothes.
Solomon and Nicole only had two sets of clothes. It was impossible to expect the clothes to dry on a rainy day.
"I took some white cloth and a few bundles of thread from the camp last time. It's enough to make a few sets of clothes."
Solomon planned to get a few sets of clothes. Otherwise, he would not have any clothes to change into in the future.
What Nicole was wearing were also some clothes that could be changed.
Twenty minutes passed quickly.
Nicole walked out of the bathroom.
She swore that this was the longest time she had washed with clean water.
"Come over and have a bowl of hot soup to warm you up."
Solomon waved at Nicole and served her a bowl of hot soup.
The rain was cold and she might catch a cold.
Ha chew!
Nicole sneezed and had clearly caught a cold.
After eating the bowl of hot soup, Nicole's face turned red.
Solomon looked at Nicole in front of him. Nicole had beautiful black hair and a pair of big eyes. Her eyes were blue and coupled with her two rabbit ears, she looked like a little elf.
Being stared at like this by Solomon, Nicole also revealed a shy expression and avoided Solomon's gaze.
"Solomon, when will the rain stop?"
Nicole asked Solomon.
"Soon."
This kind of heavy rain usually would not last long. Solomon estimated that it would stop soon, and then he could start to make new clothes.
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