The super-large "suction pipe" with a diameter of several kilometers drew out a large amount of seawater, and then transported it at a steady pace. During the transportation, the temperature of the pipe kept rising, and soon the seawater boiled. The boiling steam did not dissipate, but rose to the top of the pipe, passing through several helices. During this process, the steam was absorbed, cooled, condensed, and turned into fresh water, which was then transported out.
The thick salt water at the bottom of the pipe was also quickly absorbed, cooling down to a point where it was only slightly warm, and then flowed back into the sea.
The structure was a bit complicated. It was roughly equivalent to a section of pipes for water absorption, heating, and cooling, coupled with a condensing and conveying pipe — the condensed distilled water would be sent away to those places that needed water.
Generally speaking, this system worked well. Although it consumed a bit more divine power, and it was not as easy as opening the space door to the Water Element Plane, after it was stable, the divine power consumed gradually decreased. Divine power was very convenient, as long as the heat released could be absorbed back, the loss would not be great. Sui Xiong finally found that the transportation of fresh water consumed the most divine power, much more than the production of fresh water.
"I remember watching a science video before. In it, there was something called 'superfluid'. Just the name alone made me think it was cool! If we can turn fresh water into 'superfluid,' it must be very easy to transport it, right? "
Sui Xiong talked to himself, but he could only talk to himself.
He did not even know what superfluid was, so how could he change it?
With his ability, the speed of producing fresh water was still very fast, and the speed of transportation was also very fast. In just a few hours, the Double-headed Crane City was the first to receive fresh water from the far north by sea.
The fresh water flowed down the invisible tentacles and sprinkled on the ground. The raindrops were very thin and light, as if they were just mist. People who did not pay attention could not even see them.
But there were many people who paid attention to the fields, and soon someone noticed this wonderful scene.
An old man squatted down and felt the faint mist with his fingers, and then he was stunned.
"This … this is … water mist?!" He could not believe it, and simply lay down on the ground and stuck out his tongue to lick it.
The mist was moist.
The old man's eyes widened, and he did not even dare to breathe. He stared at the moist mist in a daze. After an unknown period of time, it was early autumn in the north, and the weather was already a little cold. The fog condensed very quickly and soon turned into water droplets, wetting his hair and the ground beside him. Only then did he come back to his senses, but he didn't scream. Instead, he threw himself on the ground and cried.
His strange behavior had already attracted the attention of the farmers nearby, but these days, everyone had done all kinds of strange things, so they were already used to it, so no one came to ask about it. It was only at this moment that someone consoled him upon seeing him bawling his eyes out. "Don't cry anymore. You won't get any water even if you cry. Let's wait for the mages from the Republic to bring water over."
"There … there's water!"
"Water?!" The old man who tried to persuade him was stunned. His voice immediately rose a few beats. "Where is the water?"
His trembling fingers pointed at the faintly discernible fog, and then at the slightly damp ground.
Needless to say, a few people who noticed this scene rushed over. Each of them grabbed a handful of slightly wet soil and brought it close to their faces to look and smell it. Some even smeared it on their faces, using their skin to feel the moisture.
"That's right! Water! "
"But … where would the water come from?"
"Who cares where the water comes from! As long as there's water! " A burly man laughed and jumped up. As he ran towards the village, he shouted, "There's water! There's water in the fields! "
Because he hadn't drunk enough water during this period, his shout was a little hoarse, but it was unusually powerful. His voice penetrated the dry and slightly damp air and spread in all directions.
Not long after, similar things happened in other places.
By the next day, similar things happened in almost all the places in the north of the Commonwealth of Gold Coins.
After a week, the entire Main Plane continent, every dry place had this kind of faint water mist.
And at this time, in the area around Double-headed Crane City where the water mist first appeared, many plants began to turn green again. The dried-up ponds also had a shallow layer of water. Thirsty animals gathered around these large and small ponds, trying their best to absorb the little bit of life-saving water.
All the creatures on the Main Plane were ecstatic, and the gods were also amazed.
Rays of holy light surrounded Sui Xiong. Those were the incarnations of the good gods that had been sent out to investigate.
"How … how did this happen?"
"The seawater suddenly became fresh water, why?"
"The seawater is boiled, and the steam is naturally fresh water. The salt is in the remaining hot water. This is the way to boil salt. I've seen it before. "
"So, it's actually very simple?"
"Simple? You can try to transport fresh water from here to all parts of the Main Plane continent … If you have the ability, you can try! "
"… If you think about it this way, it's indeed very powerful!"
"Nonsense, of course it's powerful! It's unimaginably powerful! "
In addition to these gods who were watching and amazed, there were also many gods who thanked Sui Xiong repeatedly. In particular, the human gods and the Orc gods all said that they owed him a big favor this time. If there was anything he needed help with in the future, he could just ask and they would never refuse.
In this regard, Sui Xiong just smiled.
He worked so hard to provide disaster relief in the human world not to get anyone's gratitude, but because he wanted to do so.
He was naturally happy that the gods would thank him. But in comparison, seeing the disaster in the human world being alleviated, hearing the cheers from all directions, and feeling the joy of countless creatures made him happier.
For him, this was enough.
His divine power came from this world, so it was natural for him to use it for the creatures in this world.
However, some people were happy, and some were not.
In the Pantheon temple, more than one evil god frowned and looked at the Master of Order.
Although no one said anything openly, there were already quite a number of people who were secretly snitching on him through telepathic communication.
The Master of Order was still sitting there, motionless.
After a long time, Yorgaardman, the God of Justice, could not help but come over and ask, "Old man, how do you want to settle this? Can you do it? Give me a definite answer! "
The Master of Order did not answer. He seemed to have turned into a rock and did not move an inch.
Yorgaardman was about to ask again, but the Master of War, Wenner, grabbed him and dragged him back.
"Don't you understand? You can do this, but you can't say it. " In the conference room of the Void God Kingdom, his incarnation shook his head and said resentfully, "Isn't it obvious? Why do you want him to nod? As long as he doesn't shake his head, it's fine! "
Yorgaardman suddenly understood, so he asked the Master of Order, "Old man, if you don't agree with what my brother is doing, just say the word. As long as you say the word, I will stop immediately. "
The Master of Order still did not respond.
Yorgaardman laughed and patted Wenner on the shoulder. "You really have a good eye! Respect! Respect! "
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