Despite feeling she might be being used right now, Jiushu is not willing to leave MoQiu's family. In these few days, she has recognized beyond doubt she needs some kind of show of force to do any task reliably, and Uncle Fa fit into that niche perfectly. She entered the space in the gap between cooking and setting up dinner to enter space.
Rapeseed is ready for harvest. Jiushu harvested the plant.
Immediately following harvest, fireworks burst all over the place. Imaginary sparkles of course.
Congratulations on reaching level ten.
The skill appraise has been unlocked.
You never need to be in doubt about the value of an object, or ripeness of a crop from now on.
That is nice, Jiushu decided. Is the Angel listening when she is grumbling in her space? She better needs to curtail her language from now on.
