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There were simply too few samples, so the study could not progress further, and the benefits did not last long.
Recently, everyone in the department, including Cheryllina, had been refreshing that shop page on the Free Market whenever they had a moment, yet the seller never replied.
Just then, Jace’s device emitted a sharp notification, the exclusive alert he had set for that store.
“Ms. Greene! It’s posted! The presale details are up!” Jace sprang to his feet, his excited shout startling a few patients outside into peeking through the doorway.
At the news, Cheryllina, who was normally composed, immediately leaned toward her screen.
When she read the words announcing that on the 18th at Mercury Plaza a new batch of potatoes would be available for pre–order, her breathing noticeably quickened.
“This is wonderful,” she murmured, eyes shining with intensity, fueled by the need for further research samples and the hope of continued recovery for their mental strength.
“Quick. Check how much funding we can mobilize right now,” Cheryllina ordered briskly. “We must secure as many as possible this time. We need enough for extended research and to sustain our core staff’s daily intake for a period.”
“Ms. Greene, the family in bed three is asking whether we’ve introduced a new medication,” a nurse reported after being sent in by curious patients.
Cheryllina adjusted her expression back to calm professionalism and replied, “Inform them it has no relation to their treatment. And Jace, Evelyn, confirm the quantities immediately. The moment sales open, we place the order. We will not miss this opportunity again.”
The small office buzzed with tension and anticipation intertwined.
For medical professionals who had battled mental power damage for years and endured it themselves, this felt like renewed hope.
At five in the afternoon, the clear chime signaling the end of work rang punctually.
“Alright, everyone, wrap up. Great job today,” Elizabeth called out.
Those immersed in their tasks paused briefly, then hurried to finish just a bit more before stopping.
Only after Elizabeth reminded them again did they finally put their tools down.
Exhaustion showed on their faces, yet their eyes glimmered with expectation.
Elizabeth asked the three team leaders to calculate everyone’s output.
Adam quietly instructed Peter and Timothy in a firm tone, “When you calculate, be strict rather than
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lenient. No inflated numbers. Ms. Schofield trusts us. We do not cheat. Remember, lose trust once and it’s gone for good.”
Peter and Timothy nodded seriously, committing his words to heart.
They conducted the count with exceptional care, applying standards even tougher than Elizabeth’s.
When Elizabeth received the final totals, the figures genuinely stunned her.
The trash clearing team, six members mostly composed of children and elderly, had cleaned 13 acres.
Even Selina, carrying Yvonne along, had cleared nearly three acres together.
The entire field was less than 20 acres, meaning the remainder could likely be finished the next day.
Elizabeth surveyed the vast stretch of freshly cleared land and considered expanding the scope slightly.
The soil turning team led by Adam, four members in total, had each prepared more than one acre, reaching six acres altogether.
Upon inspection, Elizabeth found the soil evenly and deeply tilled.
Every stone had been removed, the clumps thoroughly broken apart, the surface smooth beyond her expectations. It even surpassed the standard she had originally set.
She began to suspect that one hundred stellar coins per acre might have been set too low.
What surprised her most was the fencing team.
Peter, together with Simon and Matt, two teenage boys, had constructed 25 meters of fencing.
Both craftsmanship and specifications closely matched the sample section she had built herself.
In certain details, they even demonstrated greater skill.
“Peter, you all did amazingly well. You’re faster than I was,” Elizabeth praised sincerely.
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