There can't be a Harvest Moon in the RimWorld.

"Arid land, are you really that afraid of Eniak? It's just a bit talkative, stubborn, and boring..."

The water elemental, whose body was translucent, said without hesitation, "If you spent thousands of years alone with it, and then listened to it replay the meager memories in its head for thousands of years, you would also run away immediately."

"That means you don't understand me. If it stayed with me for a thousand years, it's hard to say whether it would drive me crazy or I would brainwash it."

I answered with full confidence.

The water element seemed to want to argue back, but suddenly shrank into the vase and hid under an unknown little flower—I don't know why the water element insisted on bringing this roadside flower to my house.

I was still wondering when I heard a knock on the door.

"Professor Marcus, are you home?"

As soon as I opened the door, I saw two little kids standing there, looking at me with their glowing eyes.

It feels like suffocation!

The feeling of a teacher who is even more distressed than the students as school is about to start!

It's that feeling of not wanting to go to work at all, but not being able to let the students find out!

If I could, I really want to tell them that I am not their teacher, and that their teacher died in the fight with Marcus.

I said awkwardly, "Oh... it's Yu and Mei... you're here so early?"

The little boy snorted, "We've been here for a while, but you were still asleep, teacher! Grandpa Muqi took us to play with Sister Popuri for a bit before we came back!"

I looked up and sure enough, it was almost 10 a.m. The sun was already high in the sky. I had slept in and got caught, which was a bit embarrassing.

But that's not the most awkward part.

I've completely forgotten about having class.

Without lesson preparation, without a semester plan, and without proper teaching materials, how am I supposed to teach how to make a teapot?

Oh, there is a book called "Voynich's Historical Manuscripts," but much of what's recorded in that book is so outdated that it needs to be rewritten for me, and it's simply not suitable for teaching anymore.

My brain worked quickly, and this predicament was ultimately no match for me.

"We're having PE class today!"

Yu and Mei immediately cheered: "Great! Are we going to play football?"

I recalled the deadly soccer played by elementary school students and immediately denied it, saying, "Yu, Mei, do you know what a regular school would be doing at this time?"

The little girl Mei was wearing two braids today, shaking her little head—who would have thought that old man Muqi had such a skill in braiding hair? You really can't judge a book by its cover.

...Could it be from training in braiding horse manes?

"Teacher, shouldn't they already be in class?"

I shook my head and said, "No, they are during recess. All students need to go to the playground to do exercises, do you understand?"

Yu decisively replied, "I don't understand!"

I smiled slightly: "It's okay if you don't understand. Your task today is to run ten laps around the ranch! Physical exercise is of utmost importance. This time, I'm going to implement the education plan, no rankings, no exams, and put the double reduction policy into practice!"

When Yu-yi heard that she could play at the ranch, her face lit up with joy, and then she quietly asked, "What if my sister asks about it?"

I patted his head: "I already said that teaching beyond the curriculum is strictly prohibited. On this island, everyone has a diploma and even prenatal education. By the end of the year, I'll just teach you how to count on your fingers. Go have fun."

Watching the two little ones laughing and playing on the ranch, I couldn't help but sigh that a childhood without online games is wonderful; the anti-addiction measures have no effect on them at all.

I also have some basic insights into this kind of joy that children experience.

Children aren't obsessed with anything; they're actively seeking enjoyment within their limited life experiences. Adults also engage in this exploration, but as their experience grows, fewer and fewer things can truly capture their attention.

But love may be an exception.

To truly love someone, you often have to do things you don't like. For example, eating fish you don't like, or waiting for a sword that doesn't exist.

What I'm going to teach them today is another kind of happiness that can last a lifetime!

As we all know, you can skip reading books, doing homework, and even dating in school. But slacking off in school is the real magic of school life, something you can't miss.

After all, is there anything more fun in the world than slacking off?

…………

In the autumn of 30XX, my hometown, Kuangshi Town, faced a food shortage.

"Marcus, the town is counting on you."

As I was eating my mixed noodles, Boss Dart looked at me with a serious expression, leaving me completely confused.

If he said the family would depend on me from now on, I could say without hesitation that my father-in-law is the best. But he said the town depends on me... what's the difference between that and a novice village chief patting me on the shoulder and saying the organization has decided that I'm the one to save the world?

Given that the protagonists are often scattered and disorganized, while the villainous organizations are usually well-organized and structured, I have reason to suspect that he is a member of the villainous group.

"...Boss, I understand when you say 'the town,' and I understand when you say 'rely on me,' but I really don't understand when you say the town depends on me."

Mr. Dart sighed.

"You know what's been happening in town lately, right? So many people are stationed here, seriously affecting the daily life of Mineral Town."

I nodded: "I understand, it's the time when you took advantage of the situation and made a fortune."

“…I mean the town has been affected,” said Mr. Dart, displeased.

I nodded: "I understand, the tavern's business has been affected and it's packed every day."

"I mean, there's another problem with supplies in town!"

I nodded: "I know, boss. Your tavern's stock is all sold out, so Old Sebala has been looking for drinks all the time."

Boss Dart snapped, "Can't you shift your focus away from making money for a moment? Are you disappointed to see the tavern making a profit?!"

I nodded casually: "Seeing the laws of market economy destroyed by your sheer luck really makes me feel like all the books I read before were a complete waste of time."

"Is this the point?!" Boss Dart was furious.

Hearing the roar, Lin poked her head out from upstairs and looked at the two of us. Only then did Boss Dart quickly suppress his anger.

"Boss, I think I guessed you meant that there's another shortage of supplies in town."

I said with some doubt, "But as far as I know, they've already calculated the cost based on the market price and paid the town, right? They can just use that money to buy it again, and with the speed of the Navigator's Alliance, it can be delivered the next day."

Boss Dart frowned: "It's not that simple. You need to know that the operation force has requisitioned all the food and supplies from the surrounding islands, and now the entire eastern sea area is in a state of shortage of supplies, especially the town of Mineral Town where they are stationed."

Good guy.

Demand has been present for a long time, but supply is severely insufficient. Doesn't this sound familiar? If this continues, will it trigger an economic recession in the eastern coastal areas?

"Boss, can't we find the goods through any channels?"

Boss Dart said in a deep voice, "Food, vegetables, medicine, cloth, and daily necessities are all in short supply. In the past, this route was able to maintain its transport volume thanks to Zack's connections. Recently, the Navigators' Alliance has gone mad for some reason and suddenly withdrew from all maritime trade, which has severely affected the high-priced black market."

"Uh... they probably went back to hold the congress..."

I instantly felt guilty.

This situation is definitely related to the Kuroshio Island incident. The information that Kai sent back caused a huge uproar, and the entire organization was affected.

The boss stared at me for a while, then continued, "I've also inquired through friends, and it seems the federal government is intentionally controlling the amount of goods being released, trying to create panic. Unless Zack wakes up and goes to the Navigator Alliance to get supplies, we'll all starve to death here."

The way Boss Dart looked at me became increasingly strange, which made me realize why he wanted me to write a self-criticism.

Although what I did this time was not directly related, it had an indirect impact, causing the town's original trade chain to break down. Just after one wave of insect infestation, another wave of man-made disaster struck, which was really infuriating.

And after looking around, aside from the federal government, which is far away and definitely harbors malicious intentions, the most suitable person to vent my anger on is none other than me...

"Don't worry, boss, I'll handle this!"

I patted my chest and said, "I saved a rich young master's life this time. Based on the saying 'time is money,' the rescue lasted 29 hours, which is 104400 seconds = 104400 'inches of gold.' One 'inch of gold' costs 231 yuan, so 104400 'inches of gold' = 24116400 yuan. A sea-view apartment costs 8000000 yuan, so 24116400 yuan can buy three office buildings! I'm going to go ask him for the money right now. You get one, I get one, and Lin gets one too. We'll move to the city and live like retired noblemen..."

Boss Dart glared at him: "Did I send you out to extort money?! You should be using that time to figure out how to grow those magical crops and help the town get through this crisis!"

Oh, I see.

I thought they wanted me to hang up a "righteous act on behalf of Heaven" banner and go down the mountain to beg for money.

"To lift people's spirits, I hope you can organize an event."

Boss Dart continued, "I also have my own reasons for this. In another week, it will be the town's harvest festival, and I hope to take this opportunity to make Mineral Town lively again. If it's like this now, no one will be in the mood to celebrate..."

Taking the water the shopkeeper handed me, I quietly asked, "Boss, is this festival important? What does the Harvest Festival celebrate?"

Boss Dart said expressionlessly, "The Harvest Festival is the first festival of autumn, and it's not that important..."

Halfway through the conversation, I felt relieved and tried to decline, saying, "Well, this holiday isn't that important. I'd better just go back to farming..."

But Mr. Dart gave me a meaningful look and continued, "...it's just my late wife's favorite holiday."

"Okay, I'll take care of this holiday! Don't worry, boss!"

In order to secure a long-term meal ticket for the tavern, I decided that after finishing this meal, I would dutifully fulfill the dream of the owner who was missing his deceased wife.

The big talk has already been made, but the boss doesn't seem very willing to discuss it further... So what exactly is this holiday? Can anyone answer that for me?!

Chapter 663 Family Disputes and Secret Recipes

Besides this official business, I also have a personal matter entrusted to me by Boss Dart. We can keep the supply crisis a secret for now, but we need to prepare ourselves mentally and build cohesion for any unforeseen circumstances.

At this point, it would be very necessary to hold a festival event in the town.

After leaving the tavern, I wandered around the street, asking everyone I met, but I still couldn't find out what this Harvest Festival was.

Could it be that Mr. Dart is senile and has misremembered?

If the residents of the town are not very clear about this, then they need to ask some knowledgeable people for help.

As I passed by Baqir's house, I suddenly thought of this learned professor of botany at the University of Michigan. Perhaps I could get some inspiration from him?

But when I got to the door...

"Bakir, where are the butter and sugar we ordered for the house?!"

"Uh... I used a little butter in my research..."

When are we going to buy a new sofa that's broken?

"I'll buy it after I get paid..."

"Then why is my salary less this month again!"

"Anna... Anna, calm down! I'm already making something up... no, I'm thinking of something! Calm down first! There seems to be something dark behind you!"