Her Celestial Farm on the Scrapyard Planet (by Kay Lucas) novel Chapter 9

Chapter 9 Planting Potatoes

Chapter 9 Planting Potatoes

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Elizabeth only needed to wait patiently for a year. By then, the other party would naturally find a way to dissolve this marriage.

Seen from that angle, the trouble in front of her suddenly felt far less urgent.

What mattered most right now was solving her most basic problem. Staying alive and fed.

Elizabeth turned off her device and began surveying her surroundings.

Along the way, she had seen many shanties built from assorted scraps and discarded materials.

Most of them clustered around the garbage recycling station. The farther one went from the station, the fewer signs of human presence there were.

It was hard to say whether the original owner had been lucky or unlucky. When she was exiled, she had been dropped straight into this area, far from any crowd.

She had spent three days in overwhelming fear and anxiety.

On the third day, hunger finally overcame fear. She struggled out to explore, trying to find the recycling station where food could be exchanged.

Yet just as she caught sight of other people, before she could even savor the relief of seeing her own kind again, she lost her life.

Elizabeth, however, was quite satisfied with this place.

Traveling back and forth to the recycling station would be inconvenient, but the area around her was a vast stretch of open ground.

As far as the eye could see, it was all barren rock and desolate gravel, so infertile that not even a single weed grew. It looked utterly lifeless.

At least there were no mountains of garbage piled here.

Otherwise, if she wanted to farm, she would first have to play the fool and move entire trash heaps out of the way.

Elizabeth chose a plot backed by a rocky slope, rolled up her sleeves, and got straight to work.

The first task was clearing the ground of trash that the soil couldn’t break down.

Scraps of metal, plastic waste, and toxic mineral fragments. Most of it had rolled down from

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nearby garbage hills. She carefully picked up each piece and piled it off to the side.

Next came the most physically demanding part turning the soil.

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In the cultivation world, she would only need to bring out a land–opening spirit tool and channel spiritual power into it. Vast stretches of wasteland would become fertile fields in an instant.

But now, she didn’t even have an ordinary hoe.

No tools meant she had to make her own.

She certainly wasn’t going to dig with her bare hands.

Her gaze fell on the debris from the collapsed shack. She pulled out a relatively intact, thick sheet of metal.

She circulated the small amount of spiritual power left in her body and focused it into her palms, twisting, folding, and hammering the metal by hand.

Relying purely on brute force, she managed to shape it into a crude, oddly formed but sufficiently sturdy makeshift hoe.

Her spiritual power was nearly depleted, so she dared not waste any while turning the soil.

Using nothing but physical strength, she hacked into the compacted earth one strike at a time, prying it open chunk by chunk.

Only after cultivating more than 2,000 square feet, roughly a third of an acre, did she finally

stop.

She collapsed onto the ground, exhausted, feeling the long–forgotten ache of sore, overworked muscles.

Time was tight, and she didn’t dare rest for long.

The land was turned, but the soil was so barren that it lacked even a trace of nutrients. Worse, it might still contain harmful substances.

Nothing could grow in soil like this.

So her next step was to improve it using circles.

She took out the tiny–sized energy stones from her storage button, nine in total.

Carefully, she buried four around the perimeter of the field and one at the center, setting up a simple Spiritbound Circle.

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The spiritual power contained in the energy stones would be slowly drawn out, seeping into the soil and gradually nourishing this dead land.

That still wasn’t enough.

This cursed place had no water source.

She had no choice but to take out three more energy stones and, on top of the Spiritbound Circle, layer a lowest–tier cloud–and–rain formation.

The circle began to operate silently. Sparse moisture in the air slowly gathered, and the surface of the soil began to grow faintly damp at a pace barely visible to the naked eye.

This low–level rain formation condensed water slowly, but it was enough to supply an acre of land. Over the course of a day, there would even be some surplus.

To avoid wasting it, Elizabeth picked up her hoe and dug a series of intersecting furrows across the field, then carved a simple drainage channel.

At the lowest point of the land, she placed a water storage container.

That container, too, was something she had fashioned by hand, a deep, square vessel made from the metal sheets salvaged from the collapsed shack.

It was crude and rough but sturdy enough.

With it in place, the excess moisture condensed by the rain formation would flow along the channels and collect in the container. This not only made future irrigation convenient but could even meet her daily water needs.

On Garbage Planet, resources were long exhausted. The land was hardened and compacted, utterly incapable of retaining water.

The only water source here was rain that occasionally fell from the sky.

People on Garbage Planet survived by collecting rainwater for daily use. Yet that rain often carried heavy radiation dust and harmful substances. Drinking it directly did more harm than good.

Even so, for people who had no other water at all, that rain was precious.

For Elizabeth, who was accustomed to drinking pure spirit spring water, it was completely unacceptable.

Within the range of the Spiritbound Circle, the condensed water naturally carried a faint trace of spiritual energy.

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