A regular farm with a cottage, and plots upon plots of land filled with potatoes. To Lev and the others, this is the last thing they could expect from a planet that's expected to be uninhabited. Turns out the readings were wrong, and Hellspawn was right about not always trusting the readings. Not only was the planet inhabitable, but there are also inhabitants on the planet as well— the total opposite of the readings.
A wooden table was situated in front of the farm, and stools made out of tree stumps around it. A cold breeze blew, adding to the relaxation and the overall light atmosphere of the place and the scenery. Lev felt like he was back in the pre-industrial age where farms and steam-powered trains existed. Not that he ever experienced that era, but he was fascinated by it. A world where technological advancement didn't suffocate civilizations, and a world where fresh air was abundant. It's as if he experienced that timeline right now.
