Ch.1818. Dimensional Trade Merchant

The former owner who died in the Level 2 biome like a pathetic weakling… though saying that doesn’t feel right, considering how much I inherited from her.

“I’ll put it to good use. I’ll carry on your legacy.”

Should I be thankful?

Or should I feel disappointed that she didn’t live longer to leave behind more?

If these traces remain here, there might be more elsewhere. Is it okay to hope for that?

“I don’t know. I’m sorry, Master.”

Even when I asked Lulu, her answer was exactly what I expected.

Still, I decided not to give up hope.

The existence of an orchard suggests there might be other key points that existed in other farming worlds.

The previous owner who put so much effort into creating this orchard must have built other things too.

If I could write a review, I’d give it five stars.

“The previous owner’s warmth remains… and they left behind things I can sell. That’s great!”

“Eh…?”

The 100 star fruits will serve as my emergency fund whether I sell them in-game or in reality, and I immediately planted the 50 recovery herb seeds in a suitable space in the freshly cleaned orchard.

With trees scattered here and there among the fields, it didn’t look particularly pretty, but I wasn’t planning to use this area as a field anyway, so I thought I’d use it as a temporary farm and orchard.

I had already plowed the front yard to plant seeds, but now that I had this orchard with perfect walls to use as a farm, there was no reason to risk planting recovery herbs where monsters could come and wreak havoc.

Even losing just one or two plants would be costly.

If things go really wrong, the entire field could be ruined.

I can just plant relatively less valuable seeds in the plowed field in the front yard.

Recovery herbs are the most valuable seeds I have and useful at this stage, so I’m planting them here, though I have quite a variety of other seeds too.

And above all, there were many small yet valuable tools that seemed useless at first glance.

This might sound like a strange combination of words, but they truly are “useless tools.”

Tools I would never buy with PAM if I were in my right mind.

But tools that have their uses if you happen to have them.

A prime example is the “fruit basket” in the orchard storage.

[Medium Fruit Basket]

– Grade: D

– A straw basket for holding fruit. Seems to hold quite a lot.

– Reduces fruit weight by 30%.

– Made with dimensions of 150 X 3.

One of the essentials when harvesting from an orchard is this basket.

For a small orchard, you could just pick fruits and put them in your inventory, but if you’re not just farming, the 7-slot belt should be reserved for weapons, tools essential for survival, and emergency food and drinks.

With any decent-sized orchard, it becomes a chore to constantly put things in and take them out of your inventory, so it’s more convenient to carry them in a basket.

I just harvested over 100 fruits from only 20 trees.

Putting them in my belt would consume 2 slots, but with this basket, I can put everything in one place and use just 1 slot on my belt.

Plus, the 150 X 3 size means this medium fruit basket can hold up to 150 stacks in one slot.

The downside is that it only holds “fruit,” but it’s still a useful tool that would be a waste of PAM to buy.

Rather than spending PAM, farming world users would typically craft it, but even for crafting, you need to obtain the recipe through quests or purchase it.

There were two medium fruit baskets in the storage, so I put the star fruits in one and took the other back home.

[Day 5]

Since I planted and watered them this morning, I’ll water them once more tomorrow and harvest them on the morning of day 7, then leave on day 8.

I’m still working on my first goal of finding a village, and there’s a mountain of tasks to do, but in farming worlds, it’s important to tackle the immediate objectives one by one.

It would be nice to plan everything out and do it all at once, but with so much to do, I might get tired or stall at some point.

“Go fetch some water.”

“…Fairies aren’t supposed to do this kind of work…”

“Then what are you supposed to do? Just sleep, eat, shit, and waste food while talking nonsense? Aren’t you the manager who helps me develop this dimension? Your master is plowing the field, and you can’t even help by fetching water?”

“Fine…”

Though not a huge help, having an extra pair of hands, even small ones, was somewhat convenient.

Thanks to Lulu, who struggled to fly with a watering can as big as her body filled with water from the bathroom in the cabin, I didn’t have to go back and forth while planting other seeds in the plowed field.

“Pack some Big Rats meat too.”

Although three days remained, I planned to leave as soon as the cooldown was over, so I was packing in advance.

With a 7-day cooldown, if I forgot something, I wouldn’t be able to get it for 7 days, so I needed to make sure I packed everything I needed.

I hadn’t harvested yet, but just finding the orchard had already been quite profitable.

100 star fruits. 50 recovery herbs. After cultivation, I should get well over 100 fruits and leaves.

The recovery herb leaves could be stuffed into the carry-on luggage I brought.

The carry-on would smell of soil and grass from the recovery herb leaves, but that wasn’t my problem.

The fruits could go in the fruit basket, taking up just one slot on my belt.

“Now this is dimensional trade.”

“Master, don’t you have any intention of growing?”

Lulu pouted and challenged me.

There was also concern in her voice.

I could understand.

The previous owner had died, and Lulu’s role was to help me develop and fully pioneer this dimension, so it might seem concerning that I was trying to take resources out to sell rather than bringing things in.

“Ah!”

Regardless, I was confident, so I wasn’t worried.

But related to that, something suddenly occurred to me.

“About the village. Do other NPCs continue to live in this dimension even without an owner? How do they earn PAM?”

In farming worlds, NPCs are system agents created by the game company, so when you sell them necessary resources, they give you PAM set by the game company.

But if this is “reality,” there shouldn’t be anything like NPCs.

Do beings like Lulu handle transactions on behalf of the god who is supposedly the owner of this dimension?

“When you open the village, you need to restore it. As you restore it, you fill the village with residents… Once the village restoration is complete, a merchant who travels between dimensions visits the village, and you can earn PAM by trading with that merchant.”

“I see.”

That’s a bit complicated.

Maybe it’s because I haven’t discovered the village yet.

I’d have to see it to be sure, but it seemed similar to the “achievement” quest in farming worlds where you repair the damaged village hall by paying resources and PAM.

But where do the NPCs come from after restoration?

From other dimensions? Or from the god again?

“You’ll naturally understand once you restore the village.”

“I guess so.”

As Lulu said, I’d find out by doing it.

Still, I thought I wouldn’t get any answer at all, so it seems Lulu does know some things.

“A dimensional trade merchant…”

I just made up that name, but it turns out such a thing really exists.

A thought occurred to me.

“Can I also go to other dimensions?”

If there are beings who travel between dimensions for trade, maybe I could too, since I can learn abilities with farming points.

“Uh… I don’t know about that. I’ve never thought about it…”

“Never mind.”

I can look into it later when my level increases and I have points to spare.

At least on Earth, I’d be the only dimensional trade merchant.

After spending some time tidying up the yard near the vegetable garden, I went to bed early today.

And then [Day 6].

When I woke up refreshed after a full 8 hours of sleep at 6 AM and cheerfully opened the cabin door.

“Ah. Fuck.”

The neatly arranged checkerboard-patterned garden had been completely torn up.

Not just in one or two places, but almost entirely.

The crops I had planted alongside the recovery herbs, which I was planning to harvest today, had been dug up without a trace, and I could see that more than half of the seeds I planted yesterday were ruined without even checking.

“Son of a…”

I knew this might happen, but I didn’t think they would tear it up this badly.

Even though I didn’t plant anything as valuable as recovery herbs in the front yard, everything could have been harvested and sold for PAM or money.

The reason I didn’t bother putting up a fence or alarm bells was because rats would typically only eat a portion, not everything.

I even lit a bonfire before going to bed.

With nothing else to eat, they should have just eaten what had grown a bit and left, but this was pure vandalism.

“They’re dead.”

I was planning to look for the village today and return home tomorrow, but that won’t work now.

“Lulu. Guide me to the sewers.”

These bastards… no, these rat bastards—I wouldn’t feel at ease until I taught them all a lesson today.