Harvesting the Princess Jingmi went very smoothly.
These ethereal blue plants grew quietly beneath withered roots, like slumbering elves.
Allen controlled the Craftsman's Hand, carefully removing them along with the soil around their roots and sealing them in a special preservation box.
Mission complete. Allen looked over at Lina, who had her eyes closed as if sensing something, and asked, "What about your materials? Do you need my help?"
Lina opened her eyes, a look of immense satisfaction on her face. She shook her head. "I've already collected them."
"You've collected them?"
Allen was stunned for a moment. He hadn't seen Lina make a single move to gather anything.
"Mhm." Lina held out her palm and made a grasping motion in the air, as if holding a handful of invisible Star Sand.
