Chapter 3: I Combined Dirt and Sadness. It Worked.
Morning came far too early.
Junseo—no, Eren, as the system now insisted—woke up to the sound of chickens.
But not just normal clucking.
No.
These bastards were moaning.
"Why do the chickens sound like they're in an R-rated massage parlor?" he muttered, sitting up and rubbing his face.
"Because they are 'Enhanced Breeding Hens,'" Lira said, appearing beside the bed like a sleep paralysis demon with a built-in GPS. "High fertility, low shame."
"I'm going to burn this entire barn down."
"Understood. Logging arson as future quest potential."
He sighed and shuffled outside. The tomatoes he planted yesterday had already sprouted—way faster than they should have. Little vines, already bearing plump red fruit, like the game was trying to speedrun the plot.
[Skill Progression – "Basic Farming" reached Lv.2!]