Infinite Farmer: A Plants vs Dungeon

“I don’t understand,” Tulland admitted. Somehow, Potter who was mostly a fighter knew more about farming than him, a farmer.

“Well, imagine iron. It’s mined as an ore. The iron has to be melted out of that ore. Just that one part. That’s the useful bit.” Potter pulled out his dagger and tapped the blade, as if to illustrate the point. “When you give something like ground up bone to your plants in the soil, they are only taking what they want from it. Phosphorus and calcium, I think. Two chemicals. On my world, some of the better farmer-related classes had figured out how to separate out just those parts. It made it cheaper to ship to where it was needed.”

That was interesting enough, Tulland supposed. It wasn’t exactly useful to him, since his farmer’s intuition told him about how much of each thing to mix with his soil and kept him from the worst overshoots. He nodded, appreciating knowing a bit more about what was happening there but not caring that much about details that wouldn’t be that useful to him.