Chapter 15

The blood-red rice field spread out in a perfect square, about 50 meters long and wide. Despite its size, there weren't many rice ears ready for picking.

“Let's pick what we can,” Draken said eagerly.

The teens, wearing loose sportswear school uniforms, quickly wrapped the rice, filling their pockets with every ear they found. They didn't waste a single grain.

“Time to eat,” Draken said with a grin.

Thinking about his newfound Absolute Directional Sense, Draken realized how useful it was. Finding the blood-red rice field might not have been by chance; his strong hunger probably helped them find it.

“Your leading skills are great,” York said.

Draken chuckled. “You can call me a top-notch tour guide.”

York chuckled back. “You're taking compliments seriously, huh?”

The group settled near a small hill with a spring. They washed the blood-red rice in the water, taking off the shells by hand. They knew the rice was good for martial arts cultivation.

As night came, they felt hungry. They kep
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