Chapter 116: Tesla
“The god-farmer.” The woman laughed. “Isn’t that funny? Me. Do I look like a god-farmer?”
Tulland tossed around a few replies to that in his mind before considering that the woman probably couldn’t hurt him, even if she wanted to. The same went for refusing to help him.
“You don’t look like it, no. You kind of seem like it, though. Hasn’t anyone ever explained to you that you are kind of scary?”
“Yes, but I never understood it.” The woman waved her hand dismissively, setting off Tulland’s danger sense. He just barely resisted wincing back in terror from it. “At any rate, my child, I can see you are hardly at a lower level than me. Why don’t you look at that plant I was working on, and tell me what you see?”
“Sure.”
Tulland couldn’t very well stall the learning to learn more about the woman, at least if what The Infinite said about the space was true. He bent down and took a look at the bush, which at first blush was very conventional compared to most plants he saw in the dungeon. When his Farmer’s Intuition got to it, the immediate message it sent back was that this was the wrong conclusion to arrive at. There was something else going on there, even if his senses couldn’t pick it up.
“My initial thought is that this isn’t very special. My skill is telling me there’s something to do, it’s just…”
“Don’t use the skill. What do you see? What can you learn with your eyes and mind?”
Tulland looked harder at the bush, trying to find anything unusual about it. There wasn’t. Each leaf was perfectly uniform, each branch was placidly growing in an organic, normal direction, and not a single mark, blemish, or scar to be seen.