Her Celestial Farm on the Scrapyard Planet novel Chapter 325

Chapter 325 Their Plan

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Roman’s face turned bright red with rage, his fists squeezing so tightly that his knuckles cracked.

Oswald and Edgar glanced at each other. In that single look, they both saw the same shock, the same heavy concern, and a trace of urgency they couldn’t hide. It was the kind that came from quick thinking and quiet plotting.

Gabriel, on the other hand, slowly let out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. Then, he felt strongly that an even bigger storm was still building.

Farm food that could affect mental power…

That news was sure to spread far beyond this conference room. Once it did, the impact would be huge.

And that young farm owner, Elizabeth-far away on Planet A001-had suddenly been pushed straight into the center of the kingdom’s highest-level military struggle.

After returning to their own commands, Oswald and Edgar didn’t waste any time. They quickly used their most trusted intelligence networks and resources to start a full and detailed investigation into Elizabeth and her farm on Planet A001.

At first, they assumed the claim about “healing mental power” was likely overstated.

At best, they guessed it might help speed recovery after mental exhaustion or reduce mild instability caused by long-term pressure.

But as more and more detailed reports landed on their desks, even these two seasoned commanders felt a shock they hadn’t experienced in years.

That wasn’t just recovery or simple relief.

Based on multiple reliable reports, the farm’s produce-like the potatoes, sweet potatoes, and strawberries once sold at Mercury Plaza-showed clear signs of repairing mental power injuries that had already settled into long-term damage. Even cases that modern medicine had labeled “permanent” or “requiring long recovery” were improving.

That was no longer just a helpful support item. It had become something close to a miracle–something that could change the kingdom’s medical field and even reshape the strength of its top fighters.

Now it made sense why Roman had lost control.

He had even been willing to break the balance during a high-level military meeting.

The value and profit behind that were far greater than they had first guessed.

After the shock faded, a strong desire arose that they couldn’t ignore.

They had to confirm it themselves.

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And they needed to do it as fast as possible.

Oswald immediately gave the order. He told his men to purchase a batch of products from Elizabeth’s farm and bring them back, no matter how much it cost.

But not long after giving the order, one of his subordinates returned with a troubled look.

At that moment, none of Elizabeth’s farm goods were available on the market, neither through official sellers nor the black market.

The only way to get them was to travel to Planet A001 personally and buy directly from the farm, or reserve a picking slot.

The reason was that several large shipping companies had suddenly stopped their travel routes to Planet A001.

“Bastards!” Oswald slammed his hand hard against the table during an internal meeting of the Second Military. The loud thud echoed in the room. His face darkened. “Those greedy capitalists! Just to shut down a rising farm, they’ll do something like this? Cutting off transport routes is basically a blockade!”

He wasn’t only angry at the companies for being greedy and short-sighted. He was furious because their actions made it impossible for him to quickly obtain samples for testing.

Sending a military ship to Planet A001 wouldn’t be hard for them, but that would mean using official resources. It would be too obvious and attract unwanted attention, along with suspicion from others.

This situation also caused several commanders to form a very negative opinion of the shipping companies involved.

In the future, whether it came to working with the military, gaining route approvals, or receiving security priority, those companies were likely to suffer serious losses.

Even after venting his anger, the problem still needed solving.

“Commander, in that case, we can send someone directly to Planet A001. But who should we send?” a trusted aide asked carefully. “If we send an official buyer or liaison, wouldn’t that look too formal?”

After all, the farm owner was Trevor’s daughter-in-law.

Oswald calmed down and thought quietly for a moment, tapping lightly on the table.

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