Chapter 182: T.A.R.O Festival (2/2)
Just like this, three very busy and chaotic days passed with more progress Rino had seen in the last two weeks.
For the first time ever since the opening of Nightless Underpass, Rino brought everyone from Town Zera to Noir Province to meet the others also working under him. The success of the Taro festival was astonishing, and Rino looked at his GF wallet balance.
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GF Credits: 560
1 GF = 8 hours sleep
10 GF = 1 day off
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Even better, the miserable number of sleep hours he saved up before the punishment confiscated them so harshly was now back with a surplus. Rino felt the injustice he suffered before was nothing compared to the current joy.
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Sleep Reward Wallet:
Daily Sleep Withdrawal Limit: 8 hours (reset at midnight)
Available Sleep: 800 hours
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Hot springs. Good food. Great company.
Rino watched as Fronzo welcomed the Town Zera citizens, offering hospitality by introducing the new bathhouse that Kragami suggested, and Aiden oversaw while Rino was away.
Those from Cypress County also joined the after T.A.R.O Festival in Spudville. Rino took this chance to look around his domain left in the hands of his subordinates. He was surprised by just how many fairies there were. The air was fully charged with mana from the increasing number of contracted fairies with the World Tree.
When Rino visited the kiln, he saw that there were now five huge kilns instead of just one that Rino built personally. This must also be a project that Aiden oversaw. No wonder his teacher claimed that they had been swamped. Apart from clay, the kiln also helped to smelt sand and some hybrid concrete brick for experimenting with.
World Tree Rino had gotten so huge that Rino no longer had to enter that stone mine to see it. Branches were growing out of the cave's entrance now. Hence, the miners chose to mine their stones from the bottom of the rock mountain instead.
The tour was nostalgic and Rino was reminded about his humble beginnings where there wasn't even a proper knife when he first started. However, there was just one place that remained untouched despite the booming developments everywhere.
His humble cottage was still the same as he left it. The cottage must have been maintained regularly, most likely by Erika. Noir's cat tree and basket were still there in case the black feline ever needed a place to return, and the interior was still as dark and gloomy as Rino remembered it.
Home. This was his very first home in a foreign world, and while everyone else partied away at the huge T.A.R.O Festival success, Rino settled in his humble farmhouse with just a flask of taro beer. He stared at the unlit fireplace and reminisced about his better time with Noir, reminded of Noir's master's last words.
”When will you be back?”