Her Celestial Farm on the Scrapyard Planet novel Chapter 171

Chapter 171 No Way Out, So We Make One

No one seemed excited by this so–called “good news,”

“Then… what about you, Ms. Schofield?” Fiona asked, her eyes filled with complete trust and loyalty.

Elizabeth met her gaze, then looked at everyone watching her. “My farm is here, she said firmly. I’m not leaving.”

Almost the moment she finished speaking, Timothy, Selina, Peter, and Paul shouted at the same time “Then we’re not leaving either!”

“That’s right! If Ms. Schofield stays, we stay!” Fiona, Tiffany, Melton, and the Madison siblings followed immediately.

“Yeah! We’re sticking with Ms. Schofield!”

“We’ll follow Ms. Schofield to the end!”

What started as scattered voices quickly merged into a unified, resolute chorus.

Elizabeth looked at their faces–worn by hardship, yet now filled with loyalty and trust–and felt something

stir in her chest.

Still, spoke with cool clarity. Think carefully. Once the recycling station is gone, our regular connection to the kingdom’s central sector will basically be cut off. Supplies will be hard to get. Life could become several times more difficult than it is now.”

Tiffany let out a carefree laugh. “Without your potatoes, Ms. Schofield, I’d have died from a mental power collapse a long time ago! The worst case of following you is that we starve. But if we leave? People like us might end up worse than dead.”

“Exactly!”

“She’s right!”

“As long as we follow Ms. Schofield, there’s hope!”

Those, like Tiffany, who had been exiled here due to mental power collapse all spoke up, their voices Bes with emotion.

To them, Elizabeth and this farm were the only light in the darkness.

“You said it yourselves. I’ll remember that. Elizabeth didn’t say more. Her gaze swept across them, carrying a firm, resolute warmth. “As long as you don’t regret it, then we’ll face this together”

She paused, then began outlining her plan. “Now, let’s talk about how we’re going to handle this. In the long run, I’m going to build a private interstellar route for our farm–one that belongs to us alone. But that’s going to take time, and a lot of preparation. After the recycling station is gone, and before our own route is up and running, there’ll be a fairly long gap in between

The moment they heard the words private interstellar route, everyone held their breath, their eyes filled with shock and awe.

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