Chapter 277 - 267: Elf and Sugar 18

When you don’t know what’s good and what’s bad, you naturally don’t know what to bring back.

Take him, for example. He’d brought several Space Buttons into the game this time, but aside from a few giant sugarcane seedlings, he still had no idea what to bring back.

Another reason was that he didn’t have enough space.

The luggage he brought into the game already took up most of it, to say nothing of bringing things back out.

Since they weren’t well acquainted, Caden York didn’t press the matter.

He did, however, make a mental note to ask Kai York about it when he got back.

Meanwhile, Moira Lynch, completely unaware of Caden York’s thoughts, received a message from Eleanor Vaughn. The things she needed had arrived.

When Moira arrived at the location Eleanor had specified, she looked around but saw no one and nothing besides Eleanor herself.

"What are you looking for?" Eleanor Vaughn blinked in confusion. "The things you wanted are right here."

As she spoke, Eleanor Vaughn produced a black box.

"There are two hundred thousand obsolete Intelligent Brains in here. Fifty thousand of them I collected from other elves, and my father provided the rest."

At this, Eleanor Vaughn looked a bit guilty. She had nearly exposed Moira Lynch’s existence.

This was, after all, the first time Moira had asked for her help, and Eleanor didn’t want to disappoint her friend.

But gathering so many Intelligent Brains in such a short time was a problem.

Even after leveraging all her connections, she had only managed to gather fifty thousand.

Just then, she happened to overhear her father talking with someone. The military was about to decommission a batch of Intelligent Brains—over one hundred thousand of them.

Eleanor’s eyes lit up. ’What a coincidence! This is exactly what I need.’

So, Eleanor went straight to her own father and asked for the decommissioned Intelligent Brains.

His daughter suddenly asking for so many Intelligent Brains would, without a doubt, arouse a father’s suspicion.

Unsurprisingly, Eleanor was questioned about it.

Fortunately, she was quick-witted enough to bluff her way through his questions.

Moira Lynch took the black box and immediately sensed something was off.

The black box had to be a large-capacity Space Button, but it seemed to have something extra installed on it—something that shouldn’t have been there.

’Patience, scan the bottom-left corner of this box. What is that?’ Moira Lynch commanded silently with her thoughts.

"A tracking device."

Patience delivered the result almost instantly.

’Just as I thought.’

She looked at Eleanor Vaughn. The elf’s eyes were clear; she probably wasn’t the one who installed the tracker. Of course, that didn’t rule out the possibility that Eleanor was just a phenomenal actress, leaving no visible tells.

’Her expression might be flawless, but there’s no way her mind would be completely calm if she were lying.’

Thinking back on what Eleanor had just said, Moira leaned toward another possibility.

It was likely Eleanor’s father who had sensed something was amiss.

However, these hidden trackers were completely useless against Moira.

Not only could she easily locate the trackers, but her spiritual power could also block their signals.

With that in mind, Moira smoothly stored the box in her space.

"Thank you. Let’s head to the warehouses now. I probably can’t stay here much longer. Time is short, so let’s get this done quickly."

Eleanor Vaughn nodded. "I know. Someone as exceptionally capable as you must be very busy. The remaining warehouses are close together; it won’t take long."

Moira assumed the warehouses would once again be filled with all sorts of sweets.

She was wrong.

Pushing open the massive doors, she found the warehouse was filled to the brim with furniture, each piece adorned with exquisite, natural grain patterns.

Moira had collected plenty of furniture made from sandalwood and rosewood before, but none of it looked as beautiful as what was in front of her now.

Moreover, the wood seemed to emit a pleasant aroma.

"Elf Wood Furniture: Furniture crafted from the offcuts of Elf Wood. It carries the unique scent of Elf Wood. Use by the elderly can prolong life, while use by children can sharpen the mind and increase the probability of awakening a powerful innate ability.

P.S. The older the Elf Wood, the more potent its effects."

After hearing Patience’s explanation, Moira had only one thought in her mind: ’Good stuff.’

Faced with so much Elf Wood Furniture, Moira didn’t hesitate for a second and began collecting everything in sight.

Since she was short on time, Moira wasn’t concerned about conserving her spiritual power.

She cranked the Healing Device to full capacity and downed spiritual power recovery Medicine like it was water.

After clearing out the entire warehouse, they moved on to the second one.

The last warehouse was full of furniture; this one was filled with all sorts of cutlery.

Spoons, chopsticks, forks—utensils like these, due to their small size, were likely crafted from the thinner branches of the Elf Tree.

"What’s this?"

As she was clearing the warehouse, Moira suddenly came across numerous sealed wooden barrels.

These barrels looked very similar to the ones that had been used to store Elf Syrup.

But the barrels here couldn’t be filled with Elf Syrup.

Just then, Eleanor Vaughn answered her unspoken question. "Those are filled with Elf Resin."

"Elf Resin?"

"Elf Resin: A transparent, non-toxic sap secreted by the Elf Tree. It has a sweet taste and acts as a laxative, but because its sugar content is too low, it is unpopular among the Elven Race."

Having spent the last few days learning just how much the Elven Race adored sweets, Moira figured that what the elves considered "not sweet enough" would probably be just right for her.

’As for its laxative effect...’

Vegetables were scarce back on Caelus; supply couldn’t possibly meet demand.

Every time vegetables or fruit were listed in Moira’s shop, they sold out in a matter of seconds.

With far too many people and not enough to go around, many couldn’t get vegetables at all. The most direct consequence of this was constipation.

It was all intake and no output. To treat their constipation, some people scoured the internet for remedies. Others, unable to go, even resorted to slapping their own behinds in frustration.

Young people had it a little better; the elderly and children were the ones who suffered the most.

Even though Moira’s Pharmacy Box could produce all sorts of Medicine, it just so happened that none of them could treat constipation.

Furthermore, the Pharmacy Box seemed to be completely unreceptive to medicines from Caelus.

Moira stored all of the Elf Resin in her space.

It was the last item in the warehouse.

With the Elf Resin gone, the entire warehouse became vast and empty, so much so that their voices echoed when they spoke.

"Let’s go to the next warehouse."

The next warehouse was also filled with furniture, though this time it was mixed with all sorts of children’s toys.

Of course, these toys were also made from Elf Wood.

As the saying goes, you can’t let the children suffer.

Since Elf Wood could help children awaken more powerful innate abilities, she believed no parent could refuse such a temptation.

After all, who wouldn’t want their child to get a head start in life?