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Ellen chuckled, "No worries, Mr. Mayor, the demolition isn't starting until the second half of the year, so there's no rush right now."

Demolition was a good thing. For the villagers of Haran Village, it was like an unexpected windfall.

The mayor waved his hand. "Alright, alright, I still need to notify the others. You go on with your business."

Ellen nodded her head.

The mayor left merrily. When Ellen arrived at her own doorstep, she saw a big sack of potatoes placed at the entrance.

They were large and looked to be of good quality, as if they had just been dug out of the ground.

She didn't know how long they had been there; perhaps someone had brought them for her.

She paused. Damien Frost appeared silently beside her, "Aunt Walker from the village sent them over. She saw that you weren't home and left."

Given their special status, it wouldn't be appropriate for them to show up and do anything.

Ellen paused for a moment.

Aunt Walker was an elder in the village.