15 Farming (2/2)

Laughing heartily to himself, Fang praised his Herbology cultivation method. Not only did it raise his own energy, it also allowed him to create new variants and mutations in the types of plants he grew! He was truly fortunate to be blessed with such an ability.

Harvesting the plants, he took special care not to damage the flowers or the roots. The stems he put aside separately. Then he began pulling out other seeds.

Planting these seeds was quite a challenge. Although his garden wasn't vast, it couldn't be considered to be modest by any means. Taking care of it usually required half of his day. With the addition of these new plants, it would only get worse.

Lamenting over the necessity for extra work, Fang began planting the seeds. Each time, he received a notification that so-and-so plant seed had been sown. However, his thoughts were not in the plants.

If one assumed that being an Herbologist would allow him to grow plants of a greater diversity and rarity, then he would stand to make quite a bit of money. Perhaps it wasn't too late to become an opium lord....

Shaking the ignorant idea out of his mind, he returned to the task at hand. Monotonously, he began to till the ground, entering a mindless, formless state where he was one with the scythe and the scythe was a mere extension of his Will.

[Profound Truth Discovered]

The notification shocked him out of his bladed reverie. Muttering, he looked at the notification.

”Ahh....,” he spoke quizzically.

[Host has discovered the Profound Truth of Reaping. Would host like to assimilate with the essence?]

Fang stood there puzzled. A Profound Truth? What was that?

'Explain,' he thought.

[A Profound Truth is in essence a natural law of the world and knowing it's essence allows one to freely manipulate that one natural law.]

”AHH! Such a thing exists!?!? How powerful must it be!” he cried.

Mentally urging the system to open the notification, he entered his mind palace again.