The Starfield Farming Sovereign (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67 Hint of Hope

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This child had probably not closed her eyes even once since her mother collapsed.

Thinking of Tiffany–the once–glorious female heroine who had dominated the battlefield, only to be betrayed by the husband she trusted, seriously injured during a mission, and reduced to this state. Mr. Rose couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.

He nodded vigorously and said with absolute certainty, “Yes, Tasha, that potato! Once it’s cooked, feed it to your mother. She’ll get better soon!”

Hearing this, the tears Tasha had been holding back instantly broke free and streamed down her face.

She nodded desperately, choking so hard she could barely speak. “Yes! Yes! Mom… Mom will be fine… She’ll definitely be fine…”

The other family members waiting inside the shack also heard the clear news. The tension and despair they had been holding in for days finally found an outlet.

Soft, suppressed sobs rose one after another.

But in those cries, there was finally a glimmer of hope.

At that moment, Timothy silently handed his large, faded water bottle to Tasha and said softly, “Tasha, this is the water Ms. Elizabeth gave us. It’s really good water. You… you should let Mrs. Loffe drink some first.”

Adam froze and looked at Timothy. “Timothy, you brought back the water Ms. Schofield gave you?”

Afraid of being misunderstood, Timothy hurriedly explained, “No, Mr. Rose! This afternoon, Ms. Elizabeth saw that the water in our bottles was dirty. She secretly poured it out and replaced it with her clean water! I… I saw it with my own eyes!”

He pointed at the old water bottle hanging from Adam’s waist. “Yours too.”

Adam subconsciously took off his bottle, pulled out the stopper, and hesitated before taking a small sip.

A cool, sweet liquid with no strange taste slid down his dry throat. This feeling…

He had lived most of his life on Garbage Planet–no, even in the kingdom, he had never drunk water this clean, this… delicious.

Elizabeth’s kindness toward them was one after another.

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They couldn’t repay her now.

They could only remember it firmly in their hearts and repay her with their lives if they ever had the chance.

“Quick! Give them some of this water first!” Adam immediately ordered.

So while waiting for the potatoes to finish cooking, the family members used Timothy and Adam’s water bottles to feed the injured people who were still struggling wildly.

After gulping down the water, the people trapped in frenzy were still roaring and struggling. It seemed like the water had no effect.

But their loved ones, who had been taking care of them closely, were the most familiar with every tiny change.

“It feels like… they’re struggling a little less?”

“The red in their eyes… is it fading just a bit?”

“Listen, his voice… doesn’t sound as scary…”

These small changes were like fireflies in the dark. Though faint, they were enough to light up greater hope in their hearts.

They stared at the potatoes boiling in the pot, giving off a faint and unique scent, with almost reverent expectation.

As the water in the big pot began to boil, an indescribable pure and sweet fragrance slowly spread through the air.

At the moment the scent drifted out, something astonishing happened.

The six injured people who had been struggling and roaring on the beds suddenly froze!

It was as if someone had pressed pause. Their movements visibly slowed.

Then, almost at the same time, they raised their heads with difficulty and stared toward the direction of the scent.

From their throats came a hoarse sound–not of pain, but of extreme craving.

“That’s it! That’s the smell!” Melton said excitedly.

He clearly remembered that when he was on the verge of collapse, it was this strange and tempting fragrance that awakened a bit of instinct in him. “Last time I lost control, when I

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smelled it, my body just wanted to get closer!”

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His words erased the last trace of doubt in the hearts of the waiting families. In its place grew even stronger hope.

The potatoes were soon fully cooked.

To cool them down faster, Fiona and several women quickly took them out and placed them outside.

When they were no longer too hot to touch, they immediately brought them to the six injured people.

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