Chapter 29: Silkworm
Morning light peeked through the wooden slits of Caelen's house. He stretched, yawned, and walked outside.
The corn was almost ready.
[Farm Status: Corn - 80%]
He nodded. "Almost there," he said, then rubbed his eyes. "Still not enough to make noodles, though."
He went to the drill. Steam hissed softly. The coal-powered machine was still chipping away at the ground.
[Drilling Progress: 30m completed | 70m left to reach Mythril]
Caelen wiped sweat from his forehead. "Still got a long way. Maybe I should work on something else while it digs."
He called out, "Zira! You around?"
"Over here!" she replied from the edge of the woods, gathering firewood. She had a bunch of small logs under her arms and a leaf stuck to her head. "These better be good logs. You said no soft ones."
"Those are fine," Caelen said, chuckling. "Hey, quick question—do you know anything about silkworms?"
She blinked. "Silk... worms? You mean thread bugs?"