Soon after the first flow of water is successful, the final touches begin.
I personally supervise the workers to ensure the soil from the mountain peak—the special sack Kael brought, along with the extra loads I ordered a few days ago—is evenly distributed across the greenhouse beds.
By the time evening rolls around, the foundation is set, and Elin begins the delicate process of planting the seeds I provided.
I pause at the center of it all, looking over the rows of fresh soil and gleaming pipes. For a second, it doesn't feel real—this… is something I built.
Everything is finally ready. Now, the real work starts: the daily maintenance of this greenhouse. While I plan to handle the technical side personally, I need a reliable pair of hands to help. Elin is already buried deep in overseeing the noodle production, so I can't pull her away. I suppose I'll ask Mirael; she has the right touch for this.
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(At Night)
