I told myself it was a relaxing day after completing many small quests a few days ago. I want to be a farmer. Although I wanted it, it was impossible. I had become the king of territory, and many people were pinning their hopes on me.
I let out a long sigh while tidying up some of my tomato and watermelon gardens; I not only valuable plants to the demon continent but also planted some for myself.
They increased by the time I realised I could harvest the fruit. I took one and placed it on the floor; when I planted it, there was no one to help, but Valentina, Olivia, Cecilia and Caroline quickly appeared when I was about to eat it.
"You guys?"
"Hurry up and split it, Zack; it must taste perfect," Olivia said, followed by Valentina.
"I thought home-grown fruit would be much fresher."
"I don't want to hear it from you; when I asked you to help me, you guys ran away."
"I don't remember that."