Chapter 279 - 269: Elf and Sugar 20

Hidden at the base of the leaf was a tiny wormhole.

Of course, the worm inside was long gone.

’If you ask me,’ she thought, ’these people are just too delicate.’

’What’s wrong with a bug hole? It just means the fruit is ripe.’

Aside from the fruit in Moira Lynch’s hand, the rest were in a similar state. They were either bitten by insects or had blemishes and dark spots on their skin.

Moira Lynch shook her head as she collected all the fruit into her space.

’With these fruits and vegetables, if I run a promotion back home and offer them as a little perk for the family, everyone will probably go crazy fighting over them.’

’Back then, even a single rotten apple would have people scrambling for it. These fruits and vegetables were just bitten by a few bugs and had some dark spots; it was nothing at all.’

’You wouldn’t even need to prep them. You could just pick one up and start munching away.’

After all, these were vegetables, rich in vitamins and dietary fiber. Besides, whether fruit or vegetable, anything that could grow here was sweet.

Speaking of which, her shop had been feeding a lot of scalpers lately.

As Moira Lynch was storing the fruits and vegetables in her space, a group of Sea Sprites brought over another batch of discarded produce.

Seeing this, Moira Lynch hurried over to help.

After she identified herself, Moira Lynch took all the fruits and vegetables they had brought, much to the astonishment of the Sea Sprites.

Next, a pot filled with syrup was brought over.

It was the same vat of syrup that had been ruined by that player with the enhanced arms.

The syrup inside had completely solidified, fused to the vat itself.

Even so, Moira Lynch showed no trace of disgust and stored the entire thing in her space.

She worked quickly, occasionally glancing over her shoulder to see if there was any sign of Eleanor Vaughn.

She arrived at the next warehouse. This one was filled with branches—all sorts of branches.

According to Patience, these branches had all been pruned from the Elf Tree.

The furniture and tableware Moira Lynch had seen earlier were all made from this material.

It was just that the Elf Tree needed to be pruned every so often.

And aside from being used to make various things, there were always many pruned branches left over—far more than they could ever use.

Over time, it had led to the current situation.

The Elf Branches stored in the very back of the warehouse had begun to slightly discolor with age.

Fortunately, this didn’t affect their usability.

「Two hours later.」

Moira Lynch had cleared out the entire warehouse of Elf Branches and was starting to feel a bit dizzy.

It was a sign of overexerting her spiritual power, a symptom of mental fatigue.

Even with the help of the Healing Device and recovery potions, Moira Lynch’s body still felt tired—a psychological exhaustion.

Looking at the warehouse in the distance, Moira Lynch decided to take a break.

She would rest for a bit before getting back to work.

She had barely sat down when she saw Eleanor Vaughn swinging toward her from a distance, holding onto a vine.

Landing beside Moira Lynch, Eleanor Vaughn grinned, revealing a row of pearly white teeth. "All set," she said cheerfully.

She pointed behind her. "Wait here a moment. The stuff will be here soon."

Seeing her panting heavily, Moira Lynch thoughtfully took out a bottle of milk.

It was the milk they had been given at breakfast; it should suit an elf’s palate.

"Thanks."

Eleanor Vaughn took the milk and drank it all in one go.

After finishing, she smacked her lips, shook her head, and said, "Not sweet enough."

"This isn’t sweet enough?" Moira Lynch blurted out in surprise.

As far as she knew, this milk was already sweeter than any milk on Caelus.

At this, Eleanor Vaughn explained, "This kind of milk is specially prepared for you outsiders. The amount of Elf Syrup is cut in half. After all, not every race can adapt to our dietary habits."

’So you do know other people can’t handle your diet.’ But even while consuming so much sugar and so many calories every day, every single one of these elves still had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs, without a single ounce of excess fat. She had no idea how they maintained it.

"Patience, do you know why The Elven Race doesn’t get fat from eating so much sugar every day?"

Moira Lynch asked curiously while she waited and rested.

[The Elven Race engages in a great deal of training or labor every day. Additionally, while excessive intake of Elf Syrup does convert to fat, it’s an invisible fat that cannot be seen.]

Before long, a vehicle appeared in Moira Lynch’s line of sight, carrying several huge boxes.

"They’re here!" Eleanor Vaughn waved cheerfully at the distant Sea Sprites.

Since she had already paid, Moira Lynch stored all the boxes in her space after a quick count.

"Oh, right. About the Mother and Child Sugar—pregnant women should take it just once a month. Don’t let them take too much. You have to be especially careful during the last month because they could go into labor at any time and the baby will be quite small. Best to avoid any accidents."

"Newborns will be on the smaller side, but don’t worry about that either. They grow rapidly in the ten days after birth. If you have the means, you can put them in an incubator for a few days. If not, that’s fine too."

Listening to the other’s instructions, Moira Lynch nodded repeatedly. "I understand. Thanks for the heads-up."

After the delivery Sea Sprites had left, Eleanor Vaughn asked in a low voice, "You’re not from one of those highly fertile races, are you?"

"Of course not! What are you thinking?" Moira Lynch gave her a strange look. "I’m not even an adult yet."

Although she was of age on Caelus, by interstellar standards, she was still considered a minor.

"Oh, you’re not? You scared me. But if that’s the case, why are you buying so much Mother and Child Sugar? Usually, only pregnant women buy this stuff."

"It’s for my family back home," Moira Lynch said casually. "It’s always good to be prepared."

After resting enough, Moira Lynch got back to work.

The next few warehouses were clearly quite old.

For the previous warehouses, Eleanor Vaughn only had to stand there and scan the doors to open them, but for these, she took out a key.

As she unlocked the door, Eleanor Vaughn said, "If Grandpa Chief hadn’t reminded me, I would have almost forgotten these warehouses were even here."

The key turned several times in the keyhole. A rainbow-colored halo of light spread out from the lock, and with a great RUMBLE, the metal doors slowly swung open.

As the doors opened, the dark warehouse was instantly illuminated, as bright as day.

When Moira Lynch saw what was inside, she gasped.

"Mecha!"

Eleanor Vaughn, standing to the side, also saw the contents and said, "I was wondering what was stored in here. So it’s the Mecha that Grandpa Chief and the others used when they were young. And Combat Spaceships, too."