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The Farming Saint in the Starry Wasteland (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 514

Chapter 514 Crackshell Crab Pen

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Elizabeth immediately began designing a confinemerit circle specifically tailored to the Crackshell Crabscharacteristics while also mapping out the pond’s dimensions and supporting infrastructure.

Once everything was prepared, she called over the farm’s construction supervisor, Adam.

Mr. Rose,she said, showing him the blueprints. I need you to follow this design and dig a pond that’s 16 feet deep and about two acres in size. As fast as possible. Use however many workers you need.

Adam took the blueprints and looked slightly surprised. A pond? Are we planting lotus koots or something?

Elizabeth’s eyes lit up. Not bad. Do you even know about lotus roots now?

He chuckled sheepishly. Heh, I’ve just been reading up on random things.

Ever since learning that the farm’s crops were all being cultivated using methods from Earth, he had spent plenty of his free time researching old agricultural history.

That was how he’d learned about lotus root, as well as the fact that it was typically grown in ponds.

But we’re not planting lotus root for now,Elizabeth explained. The immediate issue is raising Crackshell Crabs.

Crackshell Crabs?Adam stared at her in shock. Those thingscan actually be raised?

Elizabeth countered, Why couldn’t they be?

Adam had originally wanted to say that they couldn’t.

With the terrifying aggression and destructive power of Crackshell Crabs, no one in the entire interstellar world had ever successfully farmed them before.

But then, he remembered all the miracles Elizabeth had already accomplished.

She’d turned the barren Planet A001 into massive stretches of green oasis, grown wildly soughtafter crops using Earth’s soil cultivation methods, and even produced crops capable of healing mental power.

He instantly changed his tune. If you say they can be raised, then they definitely can! I’ll get workers started on the pond immediately.

Watching Adam hurry away, Elizabeth smiled faintly.

She liked having subordinates who trusted her without question.

Her decisions didn’t require doubt or debate. They only required absolute execution.

That kind of complete trust and obedience was her number one hiring standard.

Since she’d specifically said to do it quickly, Adam truly handled it at top speed.

In less than half a day, a massive 16feetdeep pit covering two acres had already been excavated.

Standing at the edge of the pit, Elizabeth mentally reviewed the next steps.

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Chapter 514 Crackshell Crāk Een

Mr Rose, have the workers lever the bottom a bit more. Especially around the edges1 want them smooth.

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Even though Adam still found the idas of farming Eackshell Crabs unbelievable, he nodded without hesitation. I’ll arrange it right away.

The workers operated excavation robots to smooth out the uneven portions of the pit floor.

Meanwhile, Elizabeth took out the energy stones she had prepared in advance from her storage button.

Once the pit was properly leveled, she leaped lightly downward, landing gracefully in the center of the pit.

The surrounding workers couldn’t help letting out quiet gasps.

It was 16 feet high, and their boss had just jumped straight down like that.

Elizabeth paid no attention to their reactions.

Kneeling on one knee at the bottom of the pit, she carefully began setting up the confinement circle.

It was one of the circles she had used most frequently in the cultivation world, originally designed to keep spiritual beasts from wandering off.

Now, it was being repurposed to keep crabs from escaping. In a sense, it was being used for exactly what it was meant for.

Following the circle diagram in her mind, Elizabeth embedded 36 energy stones into specific locations around the pit floor.

Each time she buried one, she infused it with a thread of mental power to activate the energy circuits within the crystal.

The process required extreme concentration. Even the slightest mistake could cause the entire circle to fail.

Minute by minute, time passed. The sun slowly climbed overhead.

The workers around the pit waited quietly. No one urged her to hurry, and no one whispered among themselves.

Their trust and admiration for the young boss had practically become blind devotion.

After all, their comfortable lives today existed entirely because of her.

Two hours later, Elizabeth finally embedded the last energy stone.

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