Chapter 238 The Heaviness of Silver City
Silver City, Berg's house.

Derrick had a determined expression. He stood up from the plank bed, picked up the bag of potatoes and the dimly glowing candle, and rushed out of the house. He was going to plant potatoes all over his yard! Let this rare green food attract more people!
He walked out of the room and ran two steps, but suddenly froze. The dim candlelight not only reflected the huge potato plant, but also the figure next to the potato!
The figure was slender and graceful, wearing a black robe embroidered with many mysterious purple patterns, with silver-gray hair casually draped over her shoulders... Elder Lovia! An absolute high-ranking figure in the City of Silver!

This "shepherd" is leaning sideways, observing the "potatoes" carefully!
Derrick hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, "Hello, Elder Lovia! You..."

"The leaves of this plant are poisonous, but not very poisonous. They can't even be used as material for poison arrows... Its young leaves are non-toxic and can be eaten... For a plant of this size, there are quite a few young leaves...

“Are those seeds you’re holding? Strange, there should be tuber seeds at the root, but now they’re gone… and the size doesn’t match either…” Lovia seemed to be talking to herself, but then she turned to Derrick and spoke.

"Elder... This is a plant I discovered by chance. I..."

Derrick suddenly remembered what the Priestess had asked him to do at the last Tarot Club, which was to investigate whether there was a church that specifically believed in the "True Creator" and how many "secret praying people" there were...

He actually did it. There was absolutely no such thing as the former, and the number of the latter was also very small...

After he announced the result at the Tarot meeting, the "Priestess" smiled and said to him:
"Your elder is safe. She has definitely not betrayed the City of Silver. She is even more loyal than many people..."

"You have a comfortable aura about you..." Luo Weiya turned her head. Her eyebrows were magnificent and her light grey eyes seemed to be able to see through the soul.
"But the God I believe in doesn't like you. He asked me to take a look at the evil plant you have here... It is indeed evil. It has no 'children' and cannot 'reproduce'... What is the purpose of its existence?"

Derrick felt the shadows around him surging wildly, as if a bunch of monsters were about to jump out of them! It seemed that they were about to swallow up the dim candlelight in his hand! He gritted his teeth, remembering the instructions of the priestess and the hanged man, and was sincere! Speak out his truest purpose! Just before the shadow approached him, he shouted:
"For Silver City! So that the people of Silver City can eat normal food!"

Chi, the candlelight went out, and darkness enveloped Derrick, but he did not feel any danger... It was as if in that instant, Elder Lovia's malice disappeared.

Boom! A light like the morning sun suddenly lit up, illuminating Derrick's face. He was shocked to find that there was a tall and strong figure between him and Elder Lovia! A figure emitting the light of the morning sun!
"Lovia, is there anything abnormal about Derrick that requires you to execute him in private?"

"Your Excellency, I accept any punishment." Lovia ripped off a leaf from the giant "potato" plant, stuffed it into her mouth and chewed it, saying, "Derrick, I apologize if I scared you. It's very, delicious."

Then, under Derrick's surprised and astonished gaze, the "shepherd" quietly followed a man in a black robe and left.

“Your Excellency, Chief!” Derrick looked at the gray-haired, powerful “Demon Hunter” in surprise.

Colin Iliad turned around. He had deep nasolabial folds, but no wrinkles on the corners of his eyes or forehead. His light blue eyes were deep and experienced, and he looked like a book full of stories.

He nodded and said:

“Derrick, Lovia will be severely punished for attacking you privately.

"I just heard your shouting, so I rushed over immediately. Fortunately, I was not a step too late.

"You said that you wanted to let Silver City eat normal food? Is this what you found?" Colin took a step back and patted the huge plant that was two meters tall.

"Yes, yes! That's my dream!" Derrick was very excited. He immediately raised the small paper bag of potatoes in his hand and handed it to the respectable man, saying:
"It's called 'Potato', I..." Derrick was suddenly stunned, because the Chief took the potato and was stroking the paper bag it was wrapped in... The writing medium of Silver City is animal skin, tree man skin, stone tablet... Paper is very precious, because only the stalks of black grass are suitable for making, and the process is very troublesome... Not to mention... paper bags! Even the Chief uses animal skin bags!
"'Potato'..." Colin wrote down the giant word, took out an oval fruit from the paper bag, put it into the animal leather bag on his waist, then handed the paper bag back and said:
“Well, Derrick, you did well.

"There are many plants around our Silver City, but most of them are twisted and weird. Only a small number can be used as ointment materials. Only the 'black-faced grass' can be eaten by us...

"Now that you have discovered a new edible plant, your parents will definitely be proud of you... Keep it up, Derrick, and strive to realize your dream as soon as possible. Then the whole Silver City will be proud of you."

After saying that, Colin Iliad helped Derrick light the candle in his hand and then left.

"Yes! Thank you, thank you, Mr. Chief!" Derrick stood there for a long time, then he found the tools and dug three small holes in front of the conspicuous door of Berg's house. He buried the remaining three potatoes with great care and prayed to the Great Fool on the spot.

……

Above the gray fog, after sending everyone back, Klein the Fool did not return to reality immediately. He waved his hand and the figure of "the world" reappeared. The dummy looked excited and jumped onto the long bronze table and said loudly:

"No! You can't let her kill that girl! She's the same as me! We're the same people! That's pure murder!

"You like that curly-haired writer, but I can like someone else too! I like this person who is like me!"

"..." Klein quickly sealed the mouth of "The World" with gray mist and said:

“What do you mean I like curly-haired writers?
"Also, now we have a distinction between 'you' and 'I'? At the beginning, 'I' was calling 'I' so happily...

"And our performance today went awry. According to our previous agreement... I don't have to show up anymore. Well, go to jail for life, you face-covering clown."

“Wuwuwuwu! (No, there’s no need for this, right? I… I was wrong! I don’t have to be so heartless, right? I promise! Next time…)”

“…It’s so annoying. Even with my mouth covered, I can still hear my voice…” Klein was about to remove the world dummy and throw the “clown” into the “insane asylum” when suddenly, the crimson star representing the “sun” lit up, stretching and expanding.

"Praying so soon... What happened?" Klein spread his spirituality and saw the Silver City, which was pitch black and illuminated only by the dim candlelight. Mr. "Sun" was praying devoutly with his hands clasped in front of his chest.
"A fool who does not belong to this era...

"Pray for the potatoes to grow strong..."

“Woohoo! (It’s the miracle of the sun coming down! It’s so cool!)”

“…Isn’t that necessary? Besides…” Klein’s eyes moved. Although his vision was completely dark and limited to a small area, he still saw the tall and strong man hiding nearby and the beautiful woman in a black robe… Mr. Sun is still young…

"Woo woo (It's necessary! If you want to pretend, pretend to the end!)"

(End of this chapter)