Rodent could do nothing but panic as he raced toward his field.
Along the way, he was met with a heartbreaking sight—ruined lands and people drowning in despair.
The farther he ran, the tighter his chest felt. Not a single field he passed was in good condition.
He began to doubt whether his own field had survived. But like many clinging to delusional hope, Rodent tried to stay calm.
At last, he arrived.
He froze.
His field was utterly destroyed. In fact, if you looked closely, there was no sign it had ever been cultivated at all—that's how complete the devastation was.
The only evidence of what had once stood there were shredded wheat stalks and locust corpses scattered across the barren soil.
Rodent had imagined the worst—but not this. Not a single stalk remained alive.
In that moment, his world collapsed. After reaching the rank of a Three-Star Trainee Knight, he had poured all his savings into renting this land and buying farming supplies.
