Thanks for the invitation. I am a parasite in Terra.

"Welcome, this is Father Wilson's seed station. Is there anything I can help you with, guest?"

'Are there guests?'

Father Wilson asked after hearing his son's words on the other end of the phone.

"Oh, yes, Dad, we have guests..."

'Then why the hell are you talking to me?! Go ask the customer!? '

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There was a beeping sound from the other end of the line.

The clerk sighed.

My own Lao Deng’s temper has always been rather abstract.

It is said that when he was young, he was actually a minor nobleman from somewhere, wearing a swallowtail hat and holding a wine glass, and frequenting various salons.

How come he turned into a typical sloppy farmer in his later years...with a bad temper.

He shook his head, then stepped forward and helped the limping middle-aged man to sit on a chair at the side.

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"Guest, is there anything you need? Dad Wilson's Seed Station provides crop seeds, farm tools, as well as weed control, fertilizers, and other chemicals."

"If there are any diseases in crops or land, you can also come to me. I have dual advanced qualifications as a plant protection worker and agronomist."

"I graduated from Dayan Agricultural School and my certificate was also issued there."

"With the standards of Dayan's Agricultural College, you can fully trust my professional ability."

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The middle-aged man opened his mouth slightly, and his words were a little unclear.

The clerk could only move closer and try to make out what he was saying.

"The seeds... grow fast... can fill your stomach..."

"Yes, a lot..."

"Let me think...I got it."

The clerk snapped his fingers.

Then he went to the counter behind and took out a bag of samples for him.

"Imported from Yan Country, it was improved by my principal...ah, that agricultural master himself. It's the fifteenth generation of hybrid rice seeds."

“The yield is extremely high, with three harvests a year.”

"The only downside is that Victorians don't really like growing and eating rice... Tsk!"

"The seeds improved by the Master are so excellent! But the Victorians are only thinking about fish and chips and fried bread!"

"Oh, excuse me, sir. I always get a little excited when I talk about the principal of my alma mater. How much do you want?"

"A village...kind of."

"It's a village. Wait a minute."

This situation is not uncommon. Sometimes villagers in some places collectively switch from fishing or hunting to agriculture.

So we sent some people here to buy seeds.

But... who are the people in that village? Let a middle-aged man with slurred speech, one blind eye, and a limp lead the seeds of the whole village?

Are all the people there skinny?! They don't even want to come with me?!

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“Huh…Huh…It’s all here…Huh…Huh…”

The clerk was breathing heavily and came to the man with a large wooden box on his shoulder.

"They are all sealed seeds in bags. There are 600 seeds in one bag."

"Uncle, if you can't carry it, I'll get the land runner out and take you back...to where?"

He was just about to give the person in front of him a ride, but unexpectedly, the next moment.

The hunched middle-aged man with slender legs picked up the wooden box with one hand.

The whole process was as easy as picking up a small feathered beast.

"????"

He was stunned for a moment, then looked at the palm of his hand which had turned red from being pressed.

Damn it, it doesn’t even have a tail or horns.

Where did he come from, Vaifan or a ghost?

"Ahem, um, the guests, and also, the price."

Suppressing the shock in his heart, he stepped forward and started the final stage of a transaction.

However... after taking a quick look at his clothes... some parts were so tattered that it was hard to look at.

"We can temporarily sell on credit. You can take the crops home to plant first, and when the harvest comes, bring some of the crops to the seed station. We will pay off the debt at 80 percent of the current market price."

"The total amount is... I'll put it in your account. What's your name and village address?"

As soon as he took out the pen, he felt something heavy stuffed in his arms.

Looking down, I saw an equally tattered cloth bag.

“Money, to buy seeds.”

"Oh, okay, let me count the amount first--"

Coins?... That's in line with the current trading situation of the country folks... But they're so heavy——

He placed the bag on the counter behind him and opened it to begin counting.

I guess it's copper coins or something like that... Similar currency was issued during the Gaul period, and it can be used in Victoria now, but you have to go to the bank to convert it...

He thought so....then opened the bag.

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"Why is it so dirty?"

"And...it doesn't seem to be the currency of Gaul."

The clerk picked up a coin and looked at the dirty dirt-covered lines. He could vaguely tell that it seemed to be...

The currency of Iberia?

"Iberian currency? Wait... why does the color of this copper coin look a little off?"

He was stunned for a moment, then he used his fingernails to dig away the soil, then looked at the light above his head that was not bright enough, and picked up the flashlight he used to check the warehouse.

The light was turned on, shining on the dirty cloth bag.

At this moment, the soil and brilliant golden color are shining in it, shining like a treasure mine waiting to be mined.

This *Victoria expletive* is an Iberian gold coin???

What the fuck is going on?

"Is that enough?"

A hoarse voice asked from behind.

"Enough, enough, enough - that's fucking enough... No! This is too much! Uncle, put the money away, you don't need that much -"

However, the moment he got the man's affirmation, he grabbed the box and walked out the door.

The clerk quickly put the gold coins back into the bag and turned around to return the bag to the other party.

"? Where are the people?"

Such a big man? And he brought a big box of seeds? ! !

“Guest! Guest!!”

He ran out of the door, but couldn't find anyone.

The next moment, a sharp bird cry tore through the darkness and attracted his attention.

I looked up, but in the darkness of the night, I seemed to only see a huge bird flying at high speed in the sky.

It seems to be holding something.

"No! What are you looking at? Where is the guest?"

He looked at the bag in his hand, not to mention whether he would feel guilty about accepting it.

If the old man at home knew about this, he would really break his legs!!!

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"He said he wanted to change the world...but in the end he just fell asleep like a child."

Late at night, Zuo Jian controlled Laurentina's body to get up and look at the moonlight outside.

Laurentina hugged Zuo Jian and said she wanted to supervise him to rest, but she fell asleep first.

It seemed that the other person's sleep seemed to be unusually peaceful, so that the suppression of consciousness almost disappeared -

The premise is that he stays in her body all the time.

If he made any move to leave, he would be tied back into the spiritual space.

"By the way....there won't be any accidents when we let them go out to look for seeds, right?"

"And... I hope the currency found buried in the basement of the Deep Sea Church can be used."

"That thing looks like gold, but it's not the same as the gold I remember..."

“I hope to get more seeds back…”

As he spoke, he glanced at the twin moons of Terra outside, then extended his tentacles to look at the sleeping Laurentina.

"I really can't do anything about you..."

He lay back on the bed and immersed his consciousness into Laurentina's spiritual space.

He glanced at his little shark sleeping soundly in his bed.

Zuo Jian lay down beside her and fell asleep together.

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(I am Shu Shu, I am really starving to death! Please give me some votes and show me some mercy!)

(I'll see if I can update twice tonight.)

(Just trying, no guarantee!)

(It may be double update!)

Chapter 10: I'll go! I'll take everyone to farm together! (Part 2)

Early morning...

Laurentina opened her blue eyes...she turned her head and looked at the sky by the window.

The sky wasn't even fully light yet.

[.....Only slept for five hours?]

He placed his fingers on the bridge of his nose and rubbed it in annoyance.

However, after a moment, he dropped his hand after realizing that this body was no longer the frail one it once was.

Then again...I've been sleeping for so long, but my consciousness still can't leave directly...