Blending of Planes: I am leisurely farming

The storm comes and goes quickly.

Such an anticlimactic development gave Petra and Elliot a sense of unreality, especially the clothes and hair that had just been soaked by the heavy rain suddenly became dry, as if everything that had just happened was just an imagination.

"Just now? Ghost? Curse?" The two of them muttered to themselves and looked at each other in surprise.

"Yes~ curse!" As if a switch was touched, the two of them raised their wrists in panic and looked down at the same time.

With a click, my heart skipped a beat.

The shining trident pattern on the wrist looks like a deadly weapon, with the tip of the trident pointing directly at the aorta, like a bow with an arrow drawn, ready to strike.

Really, what happened just now was true.

It was like the eve of checking the college entrance examination scores. When I pressed the enter button, the scores clearly shown in the table slapped me in the face, and the hope in my heart was completely shattered.

From panic to relief, after a period of time, the stone in my heart finally fell to the ground.

All that remains is to think about which electronics factory canteen has the best food.

The same goes for Petra and Elliot. Now that they have been cursed and the situation has already happened, the only way left for them is to return the statue of Poseidon.

Feeling a chill down her spine, Petra realized that she was one step closer to the truth about the existence of the dwarves.

This gave her an impulse to risk her life and she immediately set out on a journey into the Stardew Mountains to find the dwarves.

"What's wrong with me? Be rational, be rational, be rational." She kept repeating, trying to sort out her thoughts.

The professional ethics acquired over the years have regained the upper hand. As the saying goes, sharpening the knife makes the work of chopping wood easier. The risks of the journey ahead are unknown, so we need to be fully prepared.

Elliot has an optimistic and open-minded heart. He is the kind of person who can sleep peacefully even if the sky falls.

After going through an initial adaptation period in which his worldviews were reshaped by inexplicable experiences, he quickly adjusted his mindset and decided to take the risk and write his fantastic experience into his novel.

That was just the first half. Every novel has a wonderful ending. Once the statue of Poseidon is returned and the curse is lifted, that will be the End of the second half.

The two looked at each other, and saw from each other's eyes that they were mentally prepared. They nodded, and then they looked at Sean who was standing not far ahead.

At this moment, Sean was interpreting the information displayed by the sacred tree in his mind, with a playful smile on his lips.

"Sean"

Hearing his companion's call, Sean came to his senses and concealed the information calmly.

"What's wrong? Are you okay? I didn't expect you to be so brave." Elliot was concerned. He was impressed by Sean's actions just now. "What does the ghost feel like?"

"Haha, let's leave this troubled place first." Sean shook his head and then changed the subject, "Petra, where is the statue? Let me keep it for the time being."

"Okay, but I need a reason." Petra stopped and looked at Sean.

In her opinion, Sean's sudden request for the statue was a bit weird. Shouldn't she, the person who first recognized the origin of the statue, be the one to keep and study it, unless there was some other hidden story.

"Don't be so sensitive. I just think this Poseidon statue is a little weird. It's best not to have too much contact with it. That's what my intuition tells me."

Sean pointed to his head. No matter how much he explained, it would not be as good as his actual performance.

He controlled the sand to condense into the shape of a giant hammer and smashed it hard on the beach. Sand and stones flew everywhere, and a hole appeared in the eyes of Petra and Elliot.

"My ability not only allows me to see through the soil, but also this, so it's safer to keep the statue with me. If you want to study it, you can come over anytime." Sean offered a compromise.

Petra couldn't say anything more about this and handed the statue to Sean.

As part of a team, some minor disputes are unavoidable. These three people all consider the overall situation, and the group's discussion agenda was not interrupted. The topic naturally returned to how to put the statue back and lift the curse.

First of all, it is a question of willingness.

"If you want to quit now, please raise your hand."

Sean glanced around and didn't respond.

Then came the issue of the right to speak. With the means Sean had just demonstrated, Sean became the decision-maker of the three-person group, and Petra, because of her understanding of dwarf civilization, provided opinions for Sean's reference.

As for Elliot, his role in the group is like that of Sha Seng in the pilgrimage team. It can't be said that he is very important, but if he is missing, you can't say that there will be many problems in the running-in.

Then comes the discussion of specific matters and division of responsibilities.

"Petra, your suggestion to hire bodyguards is good, but it's not advisable to let too many people know. Moreover, the lives of bodyguards are equally valuable. We can't let them take risks that are disproportionate to the pay. Also, I don't think having a few more strong men can make any absolute difference."

The fewer people there are, the smaller the chance of secrets being leaked.

Therefore, when it came to adding more people, Sean used universal values ​​to occupy the moral high ground and righteously refused.

Hearing this, Elliot nodded in agreement.

After thinking for a moment, Petra compromised: "In that case, we must be fully prepared. Give me a few days, and I'll try to get some self-defense weapons, such as guns. As for supplies and equipment, I'll also be responsible for preparing them."

"Who among you can sail? The journey is long, I plan to get a speedboat and sail along the route the pirates took when they retreated."

"I need a day to familiarize myself with the place." Elliot naturally took on this task.

At dusk, in front of Elliot's cabin, Petra and Sean said goodbye to him.

After an afternoon of discussion and a detailed battle plan, they decided to set out in the early morning of a week later to begin this unknown journey.

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When he returned to the farm, Malu had already plunged into the processing workshop and laboratory as usual.

What’s different from the past is that there’s one more person in the processing workshop: Clint.

At this time, Clint was alone making parts according to Maru's requirements. He didn't ask much about the purpose of these strange parts.

With Clint's joining, the research progress on the photovoltaic system has been greatly accelerated. According to Maru's estimation, Sean's farm will be able to produce a symbolic device within a few days.

Its significance is like the spinning jenny and the first industrial revolution.

A brand new future that unfolds from this is waiting for her to create.

Sean found Maru, who was in high spirits in the laboratory because of her beautiful vision. He took her to a deserted place and solemnly told her something.

As Maru looked at him in confusion, Sean took out a design manual and gave it to her: "This is an emergency. Make this a priority."

This design manual is one of the messages given by the sacred tree.

"High-energy particle energy field capture technology?" Maru became more and more confused as he looked at the title. What difficult problem did Sean encounter?

He quickly flipped through a few pages, frowning, "Using magic factors as basic particles to create an energy field with restraining properties? How long will it take?"

"The sooner the better, within a week at the latest." Sean's answer was brief and firm.

Maru nodded, she knew Sean would not make such a request easily. She held the manual tightly in her hand: "Don't worry, I will do my best. Wait for my good news in a week."

With that, she quickly left and returned to the laboratory.