“Everything should be fine. She said she’d only paint murals quietly.”
Hae-joon, who was staring in the direction of Min-joo’s disappearance hurriedly locked the gate and entered the store across the yard.
Now he’s full of questions about the farm.
Hae-joon pushed the closet aside and stood at the door, his backpack around him.
“Is there anything missing?”
Hae-joon looked around the room once more, and his father’s old notebook caught his eye.
“Ah, notebook. Let’s take it.”
The first page of the note describes how to grow fields, such as fertilizing and digging furrows, as well as how to grow wheat, corn, and carrots.
It was most likely the information gathered while learning how to farm.
‘I’m sure my father worked on that farm.’
When you put the notebook in your pocket and walk into the aisle,
Ding!
<Items of other dimensions are not allowed.>
<After putting down your belongings, try entering again.>
An unexpected holographic window was created.
“This.”
Unknowingly, Hae-joon let out a small groan.
You’ve spent the majority of your underwater money on exploration, but you can’t take it with you. Can’t you take anything to that dimension?’
A more specific message was generated as if reading Hae-joon’s thoughts.
<Movement of goods between dimensions is not permitted.>
<However, it is possible to transfer items of another dimension to reality through normal methods.>
Hae-joon set his backpack down and stared at the hologram’s final sentence.
When I carefully read it, it stated that it was impossible to bring something to the farm, but that it was possible to bring it outside via some route.
What exactly is the method?
Hae-joon, who was contemplating it, soon smiled bitterly.
“What’s the point of being out there?”
At best, all of the warehouses and tools that were going down on the farm beyond the dimension were all. There are only things that no one can use. Who is going to bring them out?
“It can’t be helped. It’s a shame I paid for it, but I have no choice but to leave it here.”
Hae-joon set his backpack down and took a step toward the dark passage.
“However, the weather is nice.”
Today’s weather was also sunny.
There was no cloud like yesterday, and the cool breeze and bird chirping made Hae-joon feel good.
He hums unknowingly while walking down the trail.
When Hae-joon arrived at the farm, he began by cleaning up the warehouse.
This is due to the fact that the investigation required a base.
Dusty tables, shelves, and windows were cleaned and wiped down.
Chairs with broken legs were temporarily repaired and farm implements were neatly arranged by type:
“Put the shovel and the shovel on this side, the rake and the hoe, and the sickle on the other side. Rust should be removed from the pickaxe and ax.”
All of the items required by management were kept in the warehouse.
By removing dirt and rust from the pickaxe and ax and properly applying oil, it was transformed into a usable tool.
Hae-joon came out after finishing the cleaning. The boxes and fertilizer sacks piled up next to the warehouse were arranged one after the other, and the broken well’s pulleys were repaired.
The various skills learned in the military were extremely useful.
Kkirik-Kkirik.
The water was pumped up by lowering it into the well. There was clean water in it.
“It’s clean water. I can drink it.”
I drank a sip of water that had been carefully pumped.
Feeling revitalized in your mouth.
“By the way, what happened to that sprout?”
I couldn’t find the fresh seeds of the buds as soon as I planted, no matter how hard I looked.
“That’s odd. I believe I planted it somewhere near there…”
Right then.
[Welcome to the owner, Hae-joon! Welcome back to the farm.]
I looked around as I was taken aback by the voice I heard from somewhere.
I didn’t see anyone.
[The last time, I was sad you went back without saying anything.]
“Who, who are you?
[Here am I! Here! Look down.]
Under my feet, I heard a strange sound.
Something in the shape of a round potato was speaking to Hae-joon as he lowered his head.
What is this?
A potato the size of an adult’s fist. It had round eyes and mouth, and a tree with abundant leaves on its head grew to the size of an open palm.
[Oh, it’s normal not to know. I am the seed that Hae-joon planted yesterday.]
“Seed? You?”
There were so many surprises when I was leaving here yesterday that I forgot about the sprouted seeds as soon as I planted them.
By the way, the potato is speaking!
[We will greet you formally. I am Potte, the farm’s guardian spirit.]
“Potte? Guardian spirit?”
He nodded, two buds on the side of his torso twisted as if they were arms.
Farm and holographic messages that do not exist in reality.
A potato-sized talking guardian spirit was added to it.
Hae-joon hoped there would be no more surprises.
[After Charles left, the farm was neglected and its vitality was declining, but Hae-joon appeared and saved it.]
The guy who had finished speaking floated into the air.
Hae-joon recalled of the ‘Charles Farm’ sign he saw here the day before.
“Does the farm belong to a man named Charles?”
[That’s right. But…he had left the farm for unknown reasons.]
Potte soon looked depressed.
[Since Charles’ departure, the farm has lost vitality and is on the verge of extinction. Look at how the farms are shrinking one by one right now.]
Looking around at the unidentified fog that surrounded the fence, he said. When I heard Potte’s words, the fog outside the fence had slightly crossed over the fence.
[If it continues like this, we will all perish. The farm, and I…]
“Is there any way to keep it from going out?”
This farm is my only link to my missing father. The farm’s disappearance had to be avoided in some way.
[Yes. All you have to do is breathe life into the earth.]
“Life?” How?”
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