In the fourth week, plump, swollen ripe fruits hung across the endless plains.
Yet the Harvest Day cargo ships Zhuoya had described as fat, enormous birds—symbols of abundance—had failed to arrive as scheduled.
Your gaze constantly swept the surroundings, passing over fruits with purple skins as your grip tightened around the Lasgun in your hand.
You sat in the sidecar of the Hoverbike Zhuoya was driving, speeding over the crops.
Old Vede, wearing windproof goggles, skillfully drove another Hoverbike close behind you.
Decisive as ever, Vede had followed your advice.
Now, you were heading for Blessing Town, one of the few settled cities on the planet.
Only there could you find a transport hub capable of taking you off this Agri-world.
You shifted slightly, your gaze brushing past Zhuoya's fair profile.
From the corner of your eye, you looked back at Vede behind you.
You were certain the old man was no ordinary farmer who merely knew how to repair machinery.
Judging by his decisive manner, he resembled an Imperial veteran who had seen countless battles.
You looked straight ahead, a faint smile appearing at the corner of your mouth.
Zhuoya's voice suddenly reached your ears.
Due to the supernova explosion of the Karakul Binary, the surging energy fluctuations seemed to have damaged the Agri-world's communications network.
This prevented you from contacting Zhuoya's brother.
As a member of the Imperial Defense Force in Blessing Town, he had the authority to arrange a starship for your departure.
At the same time, Zhuoya was even more worried about her brother's safety. Bound by duty, he likely would not leave the planet with you.
You remained silent and listened carefully to Zhuoya's concerns.
You had doubts about whether the three of you could successfully board a starship.
Yet old Vede did not seem