Her Celestial Farm on the Scrapyard Planet (by Kay Lucas) novel Chapter 74

Chapter 74 Late–night Snack

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Adam paused, then laid out his plan. “Starting tomorrow, everyone who’s willing to work hard and follow the rules will go with you to work on Ms. Schofield’s side and settle down near her territory. I… I’ll stay behind in the small town with the rest.”

“No.” Melton’s brows frowned instantly.

He wasn’t objecting to the division of labor. He was objecting to Adam facing the risk alone.

“Mr. Rose, it’s too dangerous for you to stay there with them by yourself! If the Black Rats or Scarface’s people come back-”

Adam waved him off. “Relax. I’m not dropping dead anytime soon. In the small town, I’m the only one whose word still carries any weight. If I leave too, without someone to keep them in line, who knows what kind of mess they’ll stir up? That’d only make things worse. It’s settled.”

Seeing the worry still lingering in Melton’s eyes, he patted his shoulder and softened his tone. “Once I’ve spoken with Ms. Schofield tomorrow and confirmed she’s willing to let us settle nearby, you can come with me to look for a suitable spot. I’ll be counting on you to keep things running over there.”

Melton knew that once the old town chief made up his mind, it was almost impossible to change it. And he wasn’t wrong.

He nodded, accepting the burden Adam was handing over

The two of them fell silent, walking at the front of the group, each lost in thoughts of an uncertain future.

When Tiffany said she’d help Elizabeth keep watch over the Black Rats, she wasn’t being polite.

Without waiting for instructions, she began pacing around the “laborers” with a stern expression, sharp eyes scanning for any suspicious movement.

Tasha stayed glued to her mother’s side, her small face serious. She not only used her self–proclaimed “good eyesight” to keep watch, but also bent down from time to time to pick up scattered bits of debris and sort them into the proper piles, refusing to stand idle.

Watching the mother and daughter work so earnestly, Elizabeth almost told them they could just sit on the recliner and supervise.

But they shook their heads, insisting they weren’t tired and would feel better keeping an eye on things.

Elizabeth didn’t push it.

Instead, she stood up and used a few potatoes to make a simple late–night snack.

A version of “wolffang potato” without the luxury of frying oil.

She cut the potatoes into thick strips, blanched them in boiling water until just cooked, then drained them

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and sprinkled salt and chili powder over them while they were still hot, tossing everything together quickly.

Without oil, it lacked that crispy, fragrant crunch.

But the potatoes‘ natural softness and sweetness, paired with the salt and spice, created a bold, addictive flavor all its own. The aroma was still mouthwatering.

She handed the large bowl of wolffang potato to Tasha. “This is your overtime snack. If you get hungry tonight, fill up on this.”

After that, she headed back to her tent, leaving the space to the mother and daughter.

Elizabeth really did need the rest.

Tomorrow night, she’d be hitching a ride with the recycling station transport to Centría Planet to sell

potatoes.

Before leaving, she had to harvest all the ripe ones in the fields and plant a new batch to keep the growth cycle uninterrupted.

More importantly, she needed to deal with the Black Rats before their main force showed up on their own.

And then turn all of them into the farm’s “free labor.”

With Hope Town likely sending even more workers tomorrow, she’d have to plan personnel assignments and task distribution in advance.

Her mind was spinning with responsibilities. She had to conserve her energy.

The plots where she’d planted potatoes and other crops were all covered with a mirage circle.

So the moment Elizabeth stepped inside, she disappeared from sight.

Tiffany saw it happen with her own eyes and jumped in surprise.

Then she quickly realized the residence must’ve been built with some kind of invisibility material.

After all, that sort of tech wasn’t exactly rare in the military anymore.

As Mrs. Hewitt, it wasn’t strange for Elizabeth to have access to things like that.

When she turned, she found Tasha standing frozen in place, staring blankly at the bowl of potato strips in her hands.

The next second, Tiffany herself was nearly overwhelmed by the rich, spicy aroma rising from the heap of wolffang potato.

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