His small farm was home to an increasing number of non-human beings, both animals and plants. Communicating through gestures alone was far from ideal. Kim Haru had already scoured the system store multiple times, hoping to find a translation tool suitable for such situations, but he had never come across anything useful.
Now, with the arrival of this ginseng spirit, wasn't that problem essentially solved?
But there was one catch—the ginseng spirit wasn't like the other mutated plants. Would it even be willing to stay on his farm?
However, this concern evaporated at dinnertime.
Kim Haru watched as the ginseng spirit, using a sudden burst of agility akin to teleportation, appeared on his dining table. It clambered eagerly toward the plates of food.
Holding his chopsticks, Kim Haru hesitated, unsure if he should pick it up or not.
