Her Celestial Farm on the Scrapyard Planet (by Kay Lucas) novel Chapter 230

Chapter 230 Tears and Gratitude

Chapter 230 Tears and Gratitude

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Tension, disbelief, and a tiny, flickering hope they were almost afraid to admit–it all swirled together into a feeling that made them dizzy.

Do we deserve this?

Could criminals, thugs, and trash like them really be worthy of one of those magical potatoes every single day?

Time seemed to freeze.

Then, Elizabeth’s calm, steady voice came through without any hesitation, “Of course it includes them. I said, everyone on the farm,”

Boom

Those simple words were like a massive beam of light cutting through the thick, dark clouds of despair hanging over the labor camp.

It was like a hammer smashing into their cold, numb hearts, sending waves crashing through them!

Isaac was the first to lose control. His legs gave out, and he almost dropped to his knees. His voice shook, almost like he was crying. “B–Boss… We really get one potato every day?”

He was asking what everyone was thinking.

Dozens of eyes stared at Elizabeth without blinking, full of humble pleading and fear.

Elizabeth frowned slightly, confused. She looked at them–shaking, red–eyed, barely holding it together. Her tone stayed calm, almost like it was obvious. “Is there a problem? Aren’t you part of the farm?”

“No! No problem! Absolutely not!” Isaac shook his head, tears and snot pouring down his face.

He couldn’t hold it in anymore. With a thud, he dropped to his knees and started thanking Elizabeth. “Thank you, Boss! Thank you! My life is yours now! I’ll do whatever you say, no matter what!”

The moment he got down to his knees, it was like a switch flipped.

Thud!

Thud!

Thud!

One after another, the members of the labor camp–whether they were former Black Rats or Scarface’s goons, young or old—all dropped to the ground.

Some cried loudly. Some choked over their words, swearing loyalty. Others just kept thanking Elizabeth, shoulders shaking hard.

“Boss! I was a bad person! I stole, robbed, and cheated. I was trash! But from now on, if I ever do anything against the farm or you, let lightning strike me down and let my mental power collapse!”

“Boss! We’ll work hard! As hard as we can! We’ll never slack off!”

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Chapter 230 Tears and Gratitude.

“We’ll follow you to the end!”

“You gave us this life! It belongs to the farm now!”

The scene turned chaotic.

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These people–who used to fight for survival on Garbage Planet, who would hurt anyone for a bite of food, who only believed in benefits–were now crying like kids who’d finally been saved from a nightmare.

Their gratitude was real. To be treated like human beings after being left for dead was just too overwhelming.

They remembered what it was like back when they followed their gang leaders.

Those leaders who always talked about brotherhood–sharing good times and bad–would throw them away like trash the moment they got hurt or lost value.

When trouble came, they would cut ties right away, even pushing them out as scapegoats.

At critical moments, they could even be dragged out as human shields.

That so–called “brotherhood” was nothing more than a cover for using each other.

But Elizabeth?

She never said nice things. She even made it clear. They were just production tools, free labor.

She didn’t talk about loyalty, only rules and efficiency.

She made them do the hardest work and only gave them the bare minimum to survive.

She was cold and ruthless.

And yet, when Hank was about to die, she used a precious potato to save him.

After learning about the long–term harm of liquid supplements and low–grade sedatives, she didn’t hesitate to give every one of them a potato each day!

Even if her only goal was farm efficiency and a stable workforce, that one real action weighed a thousand times more than any fake gang slogan!

Elizabeth looked at the crowd on the ground, crying and swearing loyalty. Her frown deepened.

She waved her hand impatiently. “Alright, that’s enough. Get up. Stop this. Your lives already belong to me. Swearing doesn’t change anything. Just work hard, follow the rules, and don’t cause trouble.”

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