Chapter 269: Don’t Forget It’s Still a Mouse
Gus headed into the kitchen, and Lewis went off to entertain the lady reporter. Since there wasn’t much point in staying at the Stardrop Saloon any longer, Leon grabbed his fishing rod and spent the entire afternoon fishing at the mountain lake. By the time the sun began to set, he made his way back to the farm.
He first checked the coop and found that the chicks had already huddled together, fast asleep. They didn’t seem hungry at all.
Next, he went into the cave. There was no sign of any fruit, but the number of fruit bats hanging from the ceiling seemed to have increased.
Finally, Leon returned to the fields. He glanced at the one small patch that had been watered by the pump and saw the soil was still moist. Only then did he toss the fish he had caught at the mountain lake into the shipping bin and head inside to prepare dinner.
After a good meal, a bath, and a bit of TV, Leon drifted off into a peaceful sleep.
When he awoke, daylight had already filled the room. He went through his usual morning routine—getting up, washing up, and having breakfast. This time, however, things were different. The pump he used for watering made the work unbelievably efficient; what usually took over an hour was now done in under five minutes.
He then went to the coop to pet and feed the chickens, and on the way back, stopped by the cave to collect a round of mushrooms. That wrapped up his morning farm chores.
“Purple Mushroom (Forage Item): A rare mushroom found in caves.”
Out of the six mushrooms he collected, one was a Purple Mushroom, while the rest were ordinary ones. Leon wasn’t surprised—it was exactly as he expected. Two days ago, when he had come to check on the fruit bats, he had noticed the purple cap of this mushroom peeking out from the cultivation box.