Even though he had discovered the high-level cultivation space within the resonance space, for a moment, Kaelen didn't know what to plant.
He didn't have any spiritual plant seeds. And planting ordinary seeds in the space felt like too much of a waste.
At night when going to bed, Kaelen voiced his concerns to Sane. Sane pulled his mate into his embrace and said softly:
"Didn't you just say earlier that the rice seeds the tribe harvested weren't very good and the yield wasn't high? What if we took those seeds and planted them in the children's space?"
Kaelen's eyes lit up, and he bolted upright to look into the crib. The three children were still groggy, not having truly fallen asleep yet. He hastily pulled them up:
"Don't sleep yet, Papa has a task for you!"
