Login via

The Farming Saint in the Starry Wasteland (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 363

Chapter 363 More the Merrier

Chapter 363 More the Merrier

+5 Free Coins

These soldiers and their families have been through things most people never face. That changes how you value what you have. They’ve been trained to follow orders, hold a line, and keep going when things get hard. And if the farm gives them something real to hold ont purpose, a future, that kind of gratitude doesn’t stay quiet. It shows up in how they work

Yes.

tha

in the household is down and needs care. But that means everyone else in that family is going to work harder one you could hire off the street, because they have to. A mother can handle logistics or lighter work while ousehold. A father who can’t move anymore still has a wife, parents, and children who understand exactly what’s at

ow up for it.

e, I’m taking on one person who needs care. In practice, I’m getting an entire family’s commitment. That’s not a s the most stable, motivated workforce I could ask for.

paused, eyes clear. As for the medical side, the farm was already planning to invest in equipment. Getting my hands on grade hardware that isn’t available on the open market is a better outcome than whatever I could have sourced myself. she smiled slightly, don’t forget what makes this farm different. The produce might help with their recovery. Maybe not a but less pain, better quality of life. That counts for something.

he brought it home. So this is a good deal for everyone. I get the most valuable thing a farm can have, loyal, committed people who treat this place like their own. They get the dignity of earning their own way, and an environment that might actually do their injured family member some good. I’m not doing this out of sentiment. I’m doing it because it makes sense.

Clean logic, clear reasoning, not a trace of impulse in any of it. A farm owner running the numbers and liking what she saw.

On the other end of the screen, Zaylee stared at her.

Then the warmth in her face broke open into something she didn’t bother containing. She’d come into this call braced to gently talk a wellmeaning young woman out of something she couldn’t actually handle. She hadn’t expected this.

That’s my girl,Zaylee said, and meant it entirely. You’ve thought this through better than we gave you credit for. Do what you need to do. Trevor and I are behind you completely.

At that, a large figure moved into frame beside Zaylee. Trevor had apparently been listening from just off screen this whole time. The expression on his face was the kind he didn’t usually let people see, open, unguarded, genuinely impressed.

Well said.His voice filled the room even through the communicator. That’s the kind of thinking I’d expect from someone in this family. You go ahead and do it. And if anyone gives you trouble over this, or comès looking to make problems for the farm, you tell me. I’ll have a personal conversation with them.

The protective edge in it was unmistakable.

Elizabeth

Co

ank you, Commander.

mething mildly offensive. Call me Uncle Trevor, We’re family, aren’t we?Then almost crafty, and he leaned toward the screen and lowered his voice with the So. From the sound of it, even with all these new people, you’re still short-

  1. ng. Very shorthanded. I could split every person into two and still not have enough.

a few more over? Good people. Retired veterans, some with families. Loyal, reliable, I’d vouch for

1/2

10:09am PP

Chapter 363 More the MerriaL

+5 Free Coins

Elizabeth was delighted on the inside. She kept her face carefully undecided. I’d love the people, Uncle Trevor, but moving and placing everyone all at once, my transport capacity

Verify captcha to read the content.VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABEL

Reading History

No history.

Comments

The readers' comments on the novel: The Farming Saint in the Starry Wasteland (Elizabeth Schofield)