The Starfield Farming Sovereign (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 375

The Farming Saint in the Starry Wasteland

Chapter 375 The Price of Survival

Dominic’s heart sank.

Norman-once the calmest and most precise sniper under his command, the man whose eyes could lock onto a target’s weak point from about 2 miles away-had fallen so far that he had to sell his home.

However, they didn’t give up. Using limited internal clearance from the First Military and a few unofficial channels, they combed through every piece of information connected to him like a fine-toothed net.

In the end, the trail led them here, a slum almost completely forgotten beneath the polished surface of Centria Planet. A cramped, crumbling dwelling.

They made their way through narrow alleyways filled with stagnant sewage and piled-up junk, finally stopping in front of a rusted metal door.

It was slightly ajar. Inside, they could hear a child coughing weakly, and a woman’s soft, exhausted voice trying to soothe her.

Dominic knocked gently.

The door opened, revealing a face worn far beyond its years-pale, lined, and haggard, though traces of her former beauty remained.

It was Norman’s wife, Megan.

At the sight of three men in military uniforms, their presence sharp and imposing, she got startled. Instinctively, she tried to shut the door. Her eyes were filled with caution, and a faint, deeply buried fear. In recent years, no one who came knocking had brought good news.

“Ma’am, don’t be afraid,” Dominic said quickly, softening his tone as he removed his cap. offering the gentlest expression he could manage. “I’m an old teammate of Norman’s from the First Military. My name’s Dominic. We came to find him.”

At the mention of “First Military” and “teammate,” her tense posture eased slightly. But the wariness in her eyes remained, and now, it was mixed with deep exhaustion and quiet grief.

“He… he’s not here,” she said, her voice hoarse.

“We know. Ma’am, may we come in? We’d like to understand the situation and see if there’s anything we can do to help,” Dominic said sincerely.

She hesitated, then stepped aside.

The room was tiny. It contained only a bunk bed, a crude wardrobe, and a battered little table. There was barely space to stand.

A girl who looked about six or seven years old, pale and hollow eyed, was curled up on the lower butik. watching them timidly.

The three men stepped inside and could barely turn around

8:52 am Pppp

Chapter 375 The Price of Survival

Seeing the bare walls and the fragile state of the mother and daughter, their hearts grew heavier

Megan poured them each a glass of water, then sat on the bed, holding her daughter close. Then, the slowly began to speak up.

Norman had been severely injured and discharged from service years ago. His mental power damage was measured at 65%. It was not enough to collapse, but it was enough to leave lasting effects. He suffered frequent, crippling headaches and could no longer handle precise or high-intensity work.

Therefore, the military arranged a light clerical position for him. The pay was modest, but stable Meanwhile, Megan took on odd jobs. Their family of three lived frugally, but they managed.

Their daughter, Sophia, was a bright and sweet girl. She was their hope.

But when Sophia turned five, she was diagnosed with a congenital defect in her mental power pathways after a sudden high fever.

It wasn’t damage, but it was something she had been born with. So, her mental power could not develop or stabilize properly.

As she grew older, the defect would worsen, eventually leading to total brain shutdown. In simple terms. brain death.

Their only hope was an extremely expensive and risky surgery to reconstruct her mental power pathways. The success rate was only sixty percent, but there was still a chance.

Without it, she might not even reach adulthood.

The astronomical cost crushed the already fragile family.

They sold everything they could, and borrowed from everyone they knew. However, it wasn’t nearly enough.

The military disability compensation and his modest salary were nothing in the face of such overwhelming medical bills.

Then, in their darkest moment, Norman saw a recruitment ad for KD-771 Mining Planet. It involved highr risk and high radiation, but the pay was ten times that of a normal miner, and part of it was paid upfront.

It was one of the most dangerous mining zones in the kingdom, and it was used to extract a rare mineral used in advanced energy weapons.

Going there was trading your life for money.

Norman did not hesitate.

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