"Time for lunch," Garan said, coming out of the house. He had come home during his break from the barracks, a habit now since moving in Alterra.
After all, they were apart so often back in Terran, and he couldn’t bear being apart from her for too long now.
In his arms were the two babies, taken from the neighbor’s house on his way there. This was probably to force her to leave her plants. This wasn’t needed though as she had already ran out of mana.
Althea smiled warmly and placed a chaste kiss on his lips, before turning to smooch the babies’ cheeks.
"Mwahhmaaa~"
"Gugughhhmmn…"
She chuckled and gently pinched their soft cheeks, before taking one of the babies into her arms as she looked at her husband. "How’s the training?"
"Very good. Everyone’s making steady progress," he said. More and more elementalists had awakened thanks to their focused training. With the soldiers’ help, they were also able to learn a skill or two at a relatively short amount of time.
"What about you?" He asked, gently leading his wife to the dining room.
She smiled and told him of the plant stats which she spent half a day on. He was a little surprised at the Silk trees though, and similarly mused that perhaps it was a stowaway seed.
He wasn’t wrong. The Silk Tree was indeed from one of the Cloth Cities. Specifically, Cloth City which was known for its smooth fabrics targeted for nobles.
By some careless mistake, a few were dropped and eventually ended up in various markets. Because they were so controlled though, no one recognized them for what they were, and were simply sold as an unknown seed for a discounted price.
Of course, the Cloth City wouldn’t have minded either way because the trees required special, often counterintuitive conditions to grow. Not only that, even if by some miracle it did grow, who’d know how to turn them into cloth?
Too bad it ended up in Alterra.
Eventually, they’d even create superior kinds from the same raw materials. Of course, this was something for later.
Anyway, back in the Gaea team villa, the family of four headed to the dining room to eat their meal.
To save time, Harold always sent them some food from the restaurant, and the meat and soup were still piping hot.
Today, they were having a bowl of fresh salad composed of Terran vegetables combined with the Tutu berry, the fruit that was bigger and less sweet versions of grapes (and a lot of seeds). It was one of the very few fruits in Xeno that actually had taste though.
It was nicely seasoned, and covered with special dressing made from the fruit seeds. They partnered well with the taste of tomato and lettuce, adding a special crunch.
For the meat it was grilled Gugu birds, its tender meat promising a burst of flavor in every bite.
"The Gugu bird here are definitely better, I also confirmed with the Mercenary Team cooks," Garan said. He couldn’t comment on the others, including meat from broat or fishes, because they weren’t available to him before Alterra so he couldn’t compare.
She nodded. She had heard similar comments, though the changes weren’t instantaneous so no one was certain. However, her husband was a great cook and had a sensitive sense of taste. Him saying this meant there were really differences.
"Maybe it’s because their food is from system farms?"
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