The Farming Saint in the Starry Wasteland (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 99

Chapter 99 You Must Be Crazy

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“Humus..” Erin said in a hoarse voice, “thank you for everything you’ve done for Tyson. But it won’t help anymore”

“What do you mean? What do you mean it won’t help anymore?” Humus asked anxiously.

Erin said. “They said Tyson illegally used an unknown high–risk method to interfere with Mental Power, which caused an uncontrollable malignant collapse of his Mental Power core. Now he’s being expelled from Kingdom territory.”

“How could that happen? Could they have made a mistake? Dr. Hurlbutt already said those potatoes have no harmful effects. How could they cause a malignant collapse…” Humus protested anxiously over the call.

But Erin could no longer hear anything.

She held the light computer in her hand and sat there for a long time, completely still. Her tears had already run dry, leaving only a numb, icy emptiness.

Then she slowly stood up and began silently packing her things.

Her thovements were slow but firm. She did not own much. Only a few old clothes, and… the last two potatoes she had secretly hidden. They were the only ones that had not been taken away.

The next day, she appeared at the exile registration office at Spaceport No. 7.

The clerk lazily operated the glowing screen and asked in a routine tone, “Family member of the exile Tyson? Will you accompany him? If you accompany him, please choose a destination. Otherwise, the system will randomly assign the nearest garbage planet.”

Erin lifted her head. Her face showed no expression, and her voice was frighteningly calm. “I will accompany him.” She paused, then clearly spoke three words. “Planet A001.”

“A001?” The clerk stopped typing and looked up at Erin as if she were insane. He even let out a mocking laugh. “Hey, are you serious? That place is the most barren and chaotic of all garbage planets. People call it the ‘Death Planet‘! Even the random system almost never sends people there anymore! You’re choosing to go there on purpose? You must be crazy!”

Erin ignored his mockery and simply repeated herself in a flat tone. “I’m sure. Planet A001.”

The clerk shook his head while entering the information into the system and muttered under his breath, “Unbelievable. Someone actually volunteering to go die…”

Erin silently took the ticket that symbolized exile and gripped it tightly in her hand. Her nails dug deep into her palm, yet she felt no pain.

The Kingdom had abandoned them and taken away her last hope.

Then perhaps Planet A001, the place rumored to gather all despair, the planet where that “Tycoon Boss” lived, might instead hold a faint chance of survival.

She did not know.

But she and Tyson had no other path left.

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Chapter 99 You Must Be Crazy

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After Todd bought the potatoes, he almost ran back to his single dorm room.

As soon as he closed the door, he rushed into the kitchen. In a frantic hurry, he washed more than half of the 100 potatoes and threw them all into a large pot filled with water to boil.

He stood beside the pot, listened to the bubbling water, and breathed in the gradually spreading, unique aroma. His heart pounded wildly

Every minute of waiting felt unbearably long.

Finally, the potatoes were done.

He did not even care that they were hot. He scooped them out with a spoon.

He peeled off the steaming skins, revealing the golden, fluffy flesh inside. Then, he began stuffing them into his mouth.

He ate extremely fast. He barely chewed before swallowing, as if he wanted to swallow all the despair and pain that had built up inside him over the years along with these life–saving potatoes.

He only stopped when his stomach felt full and his throat became uncomfortable from swallowing too quickly. He stared blankly at the pot, where nearly half the potatoes were still left.

Now came the moment to test the effect of the potatoes.

He took a deep breath, picked up the portable Mental Power scanner he had almost worn out from constant use, and pressed it against his temple with trembling hands.

Beep!

The scanner lit up softly as the numbers began to move before finally stopping.

66%.

It was exactly the same result as the official test he had taken at the hospital last time. There was no change.

It’s fine. Maybe the effect just needs more time to show.

Todd tried to comfort himself, but disappointment still flashed across his eyes.

He forced himself to calm down and sat on the couch, though his eyes stayed fixed on the clock hanging on the wall.

Every few minutes, he could not stop himself from picking up the scanner again.

66%.

66%.

Still 66%!

Again and again, he checked it. Again and again, disappointment followed.

Hope was like a weak candle in the wind. It seemed close enough to reach, yet it could go out at any moment.

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