Blending of Planes: I am leisurely farming

The day agreed with Petra has arrived quietly. Today is the day Sean asks Gunther and Petra to search for the traces of the dwarves.

To the north of Pelican Town, next to the quaint and solid stone bridge across the Ripple River.

In the morning light, he saw from afar a tall woman standing under a weeping willow. The breeze blew, and the willow branches danced lightly, complementing her heroic posture. It was Petra.

When he got closer, he saw a tall man standing next to Petra. After seeing who it was, Sean was slightly stunned. It turned out to be Elliot, who was a little "crazy".

As always, Elliot's upper body clothes were casually open, revealing his chest tanned by the sun. His strong and upright muscles were as clear-cut as a sculpture. The sparsely distributed few burnt yellow chest hairs added a bit of wildness and unruliness.

This sentimental "romanticist" was leaning against a willow tree and chatting with Petra.

From their expressions, it can be seen that they are having a very pleasant conversation.

I shouldn't be here~

Sean hesitated to interrupt the two people's heated discussion.

"Hey, Sean, you're here!" Petra spotted Sean and greeted him generously, without any sense of superiority. "And Elliot, he's the guide I hired."

Because she settled here, it was no surprise that she got to know Elliot, who lived alone on the beach. Considering that the journey would not be smooth, Petra hired Elliot as a guide to take them across the river with the broken bridge.

"Sean, I will follow the guidance of the rising sun and split the raging waves..." Elliot opened his mouth and it still had the same old taste, mellow and unchanged.

He was also a wonderful man, with no sense of alienation in terms of status. His sudden lyrical singing, with no regard for others, like in a Shakespeare play, unexpectedly suited Petra's taste.

"Yes, Petra and Elliot, it's a pleasure to join you," Sean responded.

Since Petra doesn't mind others participating in this operation, why should I bother myself?

The three of them agreed and headed to the northern beaches.

"The boat of destiny stops here~" When there were still a hundred meters in the river away from the broken bridge, Elliot suddenly stopped.

He suddenly took off his shirt and draped it over his shoulders, revealing his muscular upper body. He bent down to take off his shoes and tied the shoelaces around his neck. Then he stepped on the muddy sand and struggled to drag a small boat out from the beach where the tide had just receded.

Although the boat was small, it was extremely sturdy, with a thick rope tied tightly to a wooden stake at the front.

Elliot untied the rope, wrapped his hands around it twice, turned around and carried it on his clothed shoulder. His bare feet sank deeply into the sand, his muscles engorged with blood and veins bulging. The tail of the boat left a deep mark on the beach, and he pulled the boat behind the two men.

It would be great if he could join his logistics team. Elliot's strong and muscular appearance makes him a perfect worker. Sean feels sorry for him.

Some people are born free and that won't change no matter how much material they have.

Sean knew that Elliot's personality wouldn't allow him to do such a restrictive job, so he didn't consider him at the time.

After a while, they arrived at the long-abandoned broken bridge.

Here, a river originating from the mountains flows into the ocean dozens of miles away. The river is wide and the water is fast-flowing. The broken bridge and ruins look even more desolate in the morning light.

The river roars, and time passes by.

Sean stared at all this, thinking of the agreement he had made with the mayor. He thought to himself, "It is indeed quite difficult to build a solid bridge here that can be used for traffic. However, for the large piece of land behind the bridge and the driving school plan, it is all worth it."

"Look at the water level, it's really daunting." Petra sighed, but there was no sign of retreat in her eyes. As an outdoor archaeologist, she had done many things in her life, such as going up mountains and into forests and sleeping in the wilderness.

Such scenes only get her adrenaline pumping.

"Don't worry, I'm here, this river can't stop us." Elliot said confidently. He threw the rope into the cabin, used both hands to push the boat into the water, and then jumped onto the boat with a leap.

His bare feet were firmly planted on the stern, and his lower limbs, as steady as a car suspension, controlled the tilt of the boat as the waves rose and fell.

"Come up quickly."

As someone who has been dealing with the sea for many years, Petra sighed that the guide she found was indeed the right one, and she and Sean got on the boat one after another.

"River, you are a free poet, and I am the pen that controls you!" His voice echoed in the morning breeze in the middle of the river, with a bit of poetry and unruliness.

Petra sat in the boat. She asked Sean why he came to live in Pelican Town. Then she turned to Elliot and curiously inquired about the daily life of the fishermen and the legends of this sea area.

During her archaeological trips to various places, she enjoyed learning about local customs and habits. Another important reason why she chose to settle in Pelican Town was that the customs and habits of Pelican Town suited her personality.

"The heat dissipates, the tide reverses, with fire as the mark and waves as the song, the moonlight jellyfish gather and dance together." Aiolit recited a short song.

"He's talking about a traditional festival in Pelican Town - the Moonlight Jellyfish Dance." Sean explained to Petra with a smile.

"On the last day of summer, due to the change in tides, a large number of jellyfish will gather in the waters of Stardew Valley. They will be attracted by the fire on the shore and float up one after another."

"These jellyfish stretch their bodies under the moonlight, and their crystal umbrellas reflect the moonlight, so they are named moonlight jellyfish. On this day, the residents of Pelican Town will gather on the beach to watch the migrating jellyfish together. In addition, there are also prayer lanterns flying. Under the moonlight, the whole beach seems to be lit up, and you are in the Milky Way."

"Whether it's the spots of light in the water, the fire in the sky, or the torches burning on the shore, they are all expressions of the residents' beautiful hopes." Sean has not experienced it personally now, he describes Petra according to his vague and beautiful memories of childhood.

"This sounds so beautiful. I must not miss it when that day comes." Petra added a must-check-in point in her life.

Because the water was too fast to cross directly, Elliot steered the boat downstream. Now they were almost at the estuary, where there was a huge gradient difference.

The water rolled like an angry beast, forming an undercurrent zone full of dangers.

Elliot's eyes became deep, and he paddled the boat hard, avoiding undercurrents and whirlpools, and brought the trio to the other side in time before the boat was destroyed and everyone died.

"It's right there. Legend has it that a long time ago, a ship loaded with gold and treasures looted by pirates lost its way in a storm and eventually sank in this sea. The sea water backflowed and the huge waves carried the wreckage onto the land." Elliot pointed to the estuary not far away and told a legend.

"From then on, every time a storm comes, a sad cry will be heard near the wreckage of the ship. A ghost dressed as a captain will emerge in the wind and rain, begging you to find the cursed gold to free the ghosts trapped in the deep sea."

Elliot's voice was low and magnetic, and he spoke with certainty as if he had witnessed it. It was unclear whether this legend was a plot in his novel.

Petra opened a book called Local Notes and recorded the legend under the moonlight jellyfish.

Sean listened and thought about it. As someone who was used to seeing supernatural phenomena, he naturally paid attention to the ancient legends.

The three people have different thoughts and ideas.