Planting the thunderbolts required technique.
Though Jiang He had not planted anything like that before, he was a genuine farmer with vast… no, oceans worth of experience.
"The heavenly thunderbolts are just a form of lightning, and scientifically speaking, it is the electrons in the clouds becoming charged by the static electricity on the ground, which in turn forms an electric field. After that, once the electric field intensifies to a certain extent, electric is released in the form of plasma."
"Such a thing planted in the ground would naturally disperse."
"Therefore…"
Jiang He thought about it before planting the many cans and bottles.
With this, he wouldn't have to worry about the thunderbolts dispersing.
Yawning, Jiang He was ready to go home and sleep, and harvest the thunderbolts tomorrow when he harvested the wheat that he planted all over the farm. At the same time, he was feeling impressed with himself…
