Working On Disc

"O.. origin soil," the leader stuttered as she saw it.

It is cloud tar soil; the highest grade one. The one on the surface, closest to the material, that was floating above.

I didn't have much of it and never gave it to anyone, aside from sending some to family, along with that material. 

"Correct. It is only half of the payment, the other half you will receive in one evening when I am done." I said with a smile, which was quite hard, seeing all of them looking at me hungrily.

I didn't say anything and sent the few pinches of worth of soil toward them.

She took it and looked at others; it took them a while before they turned to me, and their eyes were hungry. They are looking at my storage, with hunger and greed, that they were barely able to hold back.

"I assume the payment is to your satisfaction?" I asked with a smile.