The Starfield Farming Sovereign (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 44

The Farming Saint in the Starry Wasteland

Chapter 44 The Impossible Drop

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They looked at the few remaining high–quality potatoes on Elizabeth’s stall and wanted to step forward to buy again.

“Ma’am… we were wrong earlier. We were too impulsive. Can you still sell us some of those potatoes?”

“Yeah, we’ll buy a few more. We’ll pay the full price.”

Elizabeth only gave them a calm glance. She began packing up her stall at an unhurried pace, putting the remaining potatoes back into her storage button.

Her tone was steady, but distant and firm. “Sorry. Business is closed for today. Also, I have recorded the accounts of all customers who clearly demanded refunds and questioned the quality of my potatoes. You have been added to my blacklist. My products will no longer be sold to you in the future.”

After saying that, she ignored the regretful customers and walked away.

It was about time. She needed to head over and wait for the return spaceship.

After this incident, although she had lost some wavering customers, she had fully established the quality of her potatoes and her own credibility. She had no worries about selling the rest. Her mood was not affected much.

The officers were about to take the two pale–faced thugs away when a middle–aged woman in a white lab coat hurried out of the examination room. She carried herself with a strict and professional air. She was Jocelyn Hurlbutt, the director of the hospital’s Mental Power Department.

“Wait a moment,” Jocelyn called to the officers. Her gaze landed on Derek, carrying both confusion and seriousness. “During his full examination, the mental power scan showed some irregularities. We need him to cooperate with a retest.”

“Mental power irregularities?” Derek stiffened immediately. He stammered, “Th… that’s impossible. I had it checked at the community hospital last month. Mental power damage was at 70%. Very stable. How could there be a problem? Did your machines malfunction?”

For interstellar citizens, mental power damage was practically a death sentence. Once it exceeded 80%, exile was the likely outcome. He could not help being afraid.

As if grabbing onto a last straw, Derek suddenly shouted, “There’s definitely a problem. Maybe it’s because of that woman’s potatoes. I told you things from the Garbage Planet aren’t clean. Officer, you need to bring that potato seller back. She messed up my mental power.”

Jocelyn frowned and ignored his wild accusations. She explained to the officers and the visibly nervous Milo, “Please don’t panic and don’t misunderstand. We are not suspecting that his mental power worsened. We suspect there may have been an error in the previous data. According to his device records, his mental power damage last month was indeed 70%. But the test we just conducted showed his damage level at 69%.”

She paused, her voice heavy with disbelief. “It decreased by 15%.”

Her words struck like thunder in clear skies. Everyone present froze. Even Elizabeth, who had been about to leave, stopped in her tracks.

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Chapter 44 The Impossible Drop

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“Decreased?”

“How is that possible?”

“Isn’t mental power damage irreversible?”

“I’ve never heard of it improving on its own.”

The crowd erupted in shocked discussion.

According to common interstellar knowledge, once mental power damage formed, it was permanent. It would only worsen over time or with further stimulation. There had never been a case of natural recovery.

That 1% decrease, though small, shattered everything they believed.

Jocelyn’s expression remained grave. “Yes, it decreased by 1%. This kind of anomaly has never appeared in the Kingdom’s medical records. We must conduct a retest to rule out equipment malfunction or operational error. This concerns a potential re–evaluation of mental power damage as a condition. It is extremely important.”

Realizing the matter might not be simple, the officers agreed to delay taking the two men away.

The retest was conducted using even more precise instruments. Jocelyn personally supervised, along with. several specialists who had rushed over after hearing the news.

The results came out quickly.

Jocelyn stared at the new report in her hand, her brows tightly knit. The shock on her face was even more obvious than before. “The retest confirms it. The damage level is 69%. It truly decreased by 1%.”

Even the hospital’s experts could not sit still. They gathered together, whispering intensely.

Jocelyn took a deep breath and looked at Derek, whose face showed confusion mixed with a faint, hidden hope. She asked seriously, “Mr. Jenning, please think carefully. Over the past month, especially in the last few days, have you come into contact with anything unusual? Have you eaten any food you do not normally eat? Or experienced anything out of the ordinary?”

Derek was stunned.

A decrease in mental power damage was incredible news.

He racked his brain, replaying the past month over and over.

He was just a small–time thug. Every day he scraped by, stealing and loafing around. What unusual thing

could there have been?

He usually consumed the cheapest liquid supplements.

“No… nothing,” he said blankly, shaking his head. “Same as always… Oh, right. At noon today… I ate a potato I bought from that woman.”

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At the time, they had been so focused on scheming about the 10 times compensation that they dismissed the sensation as nothing more than the psychological effect of eating something delicious. They had not dared to think further.

Now, with Derek’s confirmed 1% reduction in mental power damage, everything clicked.

Milo suddenly grabbed Derek’s arm. Overwhelmed with excitement, his voice cracked as he shouted incoherently, “It was the potato. It had to be. Derek, I remember now. After we ate it, didn’t our heads feel clearer? Didn’t everything look sharper? We even joked that the potato felt weird, like it gave us a rush. I never thought… I never thought it could actually repair mental power.”

He trembled with excitement, nearly in tears.

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