The Farming Saint in the Starry Wasteland (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 227

Chapter 227 Someone’s Missing You

Chapter 227 Someone’s Missing You

Elizabeth…

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For the first time, Cristian felt a powerful, uncontrollable curiosity toward his wife in name–something far beyond the bounds of their marriage contract and obligations.

At Tycoon Farm on Planet A001.

Because there were so many seeds, the farm had opened a new area–the Seed Prep Zone–handled by the kids. They weren’t strong but were meticulous in their work.

Dozens of basins and tubs of varying sizes were lined up neatly, each filled with different batches of low–quality seeds traded from Marcelino.

The water wasn’t ordinary water. It came from the spiritual field, carrying a faint trace of spiritual energy.

Elizabeth was in her work overalls, sleeves rolled up

her elbows, bending over to check a basin of tomato seeds.

She frowned slightly, not happy with how they looked.

The spiritual energy was too weak. It was slowing down germination.

She took out several high–grade energy stones, then placed them into the soil at specific angles and distances, occasionally adjusting the position of the basins.

The kids nearby watched with wide eyes.

They knew their boss was amazing, but they still found it magical every time she did stuff like this.

Soon, a simple circular setup formed.

When Elizabeth placed the last energy stone at the center and added a tiny bit of her own energy, the air seemed to ripple.

A very faint, almost invisible shimmer flickered over the surface of the water. The freshness in the air around the basins instantly got stronger.

Perfect!

Elizabeth dusted off her hands, satisfied with her work.

It was a simple but effective Spiritbound Circle. It would slowly pull energy from the stones and the air into the center to nourish those soaking seeds.

Seeing the kids staring at her with admiration, she smiled and said, “Just leave them soaking like this. After four hours, take them out, drain them, and then plant them directly in the seed beds.”

The words had barely left her mouth when she suddenly let out a few loud sneezes.

Elizabeth frowned, rubbed her itchy nose, and grumbled, “Who’s that? Who’s badmouthing me behind my back?”

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11:45 am Pppp.

Chapter 227 Someone’s Missing You

Two suspects popped into her head instantly.

That shady Seafarm Group. And the Schofields, who kept trying to contact her and drag her back home.

She figured those two groups were the most likely to be trash–talking her.

Standing nearby, Fiona couldn’t help but laugh. “Ms. Schofield, maybe someone is just missing you.”

Elizabeth pouted, not buying it at all. “Missing me? I don’t think anyone like that exists in this world.”

She was pretty realistic about herself.

The original Elizabeth was someone people loved to hate; she was lucky if they weren’t yelling at her.

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Selina, who’d been studying a soaked bean, looked up and corrected her firmly. “That’s not true! Every time we set up our stand at Mercury Plaza, the customers all say they miss you. There’s also a granny who said she dreamed about you giving her potatoes.”

Elizabeth couldn’t help laughing at her serious tone. She reached out and ruffled Selina’s hair. “Silly girl. You think they miss me? They miss what I sell! Potatoes, sweet potatoes, strawberries!”

Even so, there was a real smile in her eyes.

For any seller, having customers crave your products is a pretty good compliment.

Right then, she heard fast footsteps heading their way.

Tiffany, who managed daily orders in the labor camp, ran over, looking more serious than usual. She even seemed panicked.

“Ms. Schofield!” she said, slightly out of breath. “Something happened at the labor camp! Someone’s having a mental power backlash. It’s … really bad!”

Elizabeth’s smile vanished instantly.

When Tiffany said “really bad,” it usually meant beyond saving.

The people in the labor camp used to be part of the Black Rats and Scarface’s gang. They were captured and put to work here as free labor, but they were still human beings.

And this was happening right under her watch.

“Handle the seeds as I said. Fiona, keep an eye on things here,” Elizabeth said quickly. She turned and followed Tiffany toward the labor camp on the edge of the farm.

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