The Starfield Farming Sovereign (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 77

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They unmistakably felt a wave of intense pressure sweep through the air.

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It felt like an invisible blade pressed against their throats, chilling their hearts–then it vanished in an instant, as if it had never been there.

Elizabeth dusted the dirt off her hands and said, “Tiffany, Melton, bring those Black Rats prisoners over here.”

The two moved quickly, one leading and one guarding the rear, escorting the seven dispirited Black Rats members–still tied together in a line–over to Elizabeth.

The moment the seven saw her, they assumed they were about to be executed and nearly lost their minds in terror.

With several dull thuds, they all dropped to their knees, begging frantically and crying for mercy.

“Boss, please spare us!”

“We had no idea how great you were! Please spare our miserable lives!”

“Please don’t kill us! We won’t dare again!”

Elizabeth shot them a look of pure disdain, her tone icy. “Useless trash. You’re a waste of oxygen.”

Isaac reacted the fastest, his voice trembling as he pledged loyalty. “Boss! We’re useful! We can work! Whatever you tell us to do, we’ll do it! We’ll be your oxen, your horses–anything! Just spare us!”

The others snapped to attention immediately, chiming in desperately, terrified they’d end up like One–Eye and the Mamba–dead without even a body left whole.

Elizabeth seemed to be “convinced.” She sighed lightly, her tone carrying a trace of patronizing mercy. “Fine. Since you still have some strength left, I’ll give you a chance. I’m soft–hearted like that.”

The seven froze.

The woman who kills without blinking is calling herself soft–hearted?!

But on the surface, they were overwhelmed with gratitude, bowing repeatedly. “Thank you, Boss! Thank you for sparing us!”

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Elizabeth lazily tapped the shallow shovel mark on the ground with her foot. “See this line? Your job is to clear trash within the area I’ve marked. I’m not asking for much. At least half an acre of clean ground per day. If you fail…”

She didn’t finish the sentence, only let out a faint, ambiguous chuckle.

“We can do it! We definitely can!” The seven nodded like bobbleheads in overdrive, scrambling to guarantee it.

Elizabeth nodded in satisfaction. “Good. Then get to work.”

Tiffany lowered her voice, a hint of concern in it. “Ms. Schofield, shouldn’t someone watch them?”

Elizabeth waved dismissively. “No need. If they can run out of this circle on their own, that’s a talent.”

Her casual tone made the seven men–who had been secretly eyeing the boundary line— shudder violently.

They immediately dropped their gazes, any stray thoughts extinguished, and resigned themselves to hauling trash.

Elizabeth glanced at her device. “It’s 9.15 a.m. How long do you think it’ll take to bring the Black Rats‘ main force here?”

Melton and Tiffany exchanged a look, thought briefly, then answered firmly, “Two hours is enough.”

“Good.” Elizabeth pointed at the ground beneath her feet. “In two hours, I’ll be waiting here. Just bring them straight to this spot.”

She took out two bags of boiled potatoes from her storage button and handed one to each of them.

“Take these. If your mental power starts to waver on the way, eat a few.”

“Thank you, Ms. Schofield.” Both understood their own mental limits and didn’t pretend to refuse. They accepted the bags.

Before leaving, Tiffany couldn’t help but add a warning. “Ms. Schofield, the Black Rats‘ leader, Blackrat, has a modified old military mecha called Iron Rhino. It’s outdated, but on Garbage Planet, it’s still considered serious firepower.”

Elizabeth considered that and asked calmly, “How serious?”

Tiffany answered objectively. “Iron Rhino has strong defense and brute force. If Melton and I

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teamed up, relying on experience and technique, we could barely hold it off.”

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Elizabeth didn’t respond right away. She glanced down, picked up a discarded steel plate about three centimeters thick, and casually tossed it into the circle’s interior.

The instant the plate left her hand…

Shhk, shhk, shhk, shhk!

Countless thin yet razor–sharp streaks of silver light burst into existence, weaving together into a deadly net that instantly enveloped the plate.

It didn’t slice the plate apart completely, but more than a dozen deep, jagged cuts were carved into the metal.

The seven Black Rats prisoners who were “working diligently” nearly collapsed on the spot, their legs going weak.

They stared at the scarred steel plate the same way they’d looked at the mutilated remains of One–Eve and Mamba–eyes full of raw terror.

ed to Tiffany and Melton and asked evenly, “Compared to that?”

d in a sharp breath, her eyes filled with awe and reverence. “It’s not even the same

a weapon like this, forget one Iron Rhino–even if the Black Rats came in full force, they obably wouldn’t make it back.

Melton nodded heavily, the last trace of worry in his heart finally gone.

“In that case, I’m reassured.” Elizabeth smiled faintly. “Go. I’ll wait for your good news.”

Melton and Tiffany didn’t hesitate further. They carefully stowed the potatoes, gave Elizabeth a solemn nod, then turned and sped toward the Black Rats‘ stronghold, their figures quickly swallowed by the looming garbage mountains.

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