"Pull hard, pull hard," the people behind kept shouting.
They were meant to use a machine, but they didn't want to and started manually instead. It must be said that these trained individuals had strength that could rival machines, even more enduring.
Since it was all humans pulling, Zhao Guang couldn't tell how heavy it really was.
"Sir, will there really be fish coming out?" Mira asked cautiously by his side.
"Of course, there will be a lot. You won't need to hide food anymore because you simply won't be able to finish it all." The Rabbitfolk had truly suffered too much.
Perhaps such traits would take a generation or two to change.
Mira seemed to have adjusted to Zhao Guang's touch, no longer resisting much when he patted her head.
Zhao Guang stroked the small head, much like petting a pet, and it felt nice.
