As Clayton stared in one direction, he unconsciously rubbed his eyes, as if trying to confirm whether what he was seeing was real. After blinking several times and checking again, he was finally convinced—he wasn't hallucinating.
"Damn! Is this what happens when your farming skill levels up?" he exclaimed in disbelief, a grin spreading across his face.
In front of him was a stack of mysterious ice stones, nearly identical in appearance. The differences were subtle—probably due to slight inconsistencies in the freezing process. Normally, no one could tell which ones held something valuable and which were empty—at least, not with the naked eye.
But thanks to his Observation and Farmer's Intuition entrys, Clayton could faintly sense that a few of these ordinary-looking stones contained something worthwhile.
As he stood lost in thought, a cheerful voice called out to him.
