My Staple Crops
Hmm . . . She does have a point.
Athena might hold the knowledge of the world, but none the experience. Good thing that I had one B-grade Token left, just in case I needed someone else.
"Very well, then." Using it, I summoned a Farmer since there was no Agriculturist in the selection. If I wanted that, I would need an A-grade Token.
Turnip was the farmer's name, and I couldn't be more surprised — mind the sarcasm. He looked as skinny as a twig, and he had a big head with bulging eyes and huge teeth.
"Your orders, my lord?" Turnip asked with a no-nonsense face.
At least he was formal despite the fact that both his face and name were a joke.
<Cruel. Host is pure evil. The system loves it!>
I was only speaking the truth.
"I need you to plant these seeds," I said and passed the seeds to him.