"The Spider Silk Bag is quite a treasure!"
Mountain Persimmon rushed forward, picking it up and examining it.
"Thank you!"
In Mountain Persimmon's usually unruffled demeanor, a hint of joy surfaced. With a RIP, he opened the Spider Silk Bag, picked up a Southern Sour Jujube Seed, and examined it. After staring blankly for a long moment, he said in disbelief, "Could this be the Origin Force Food produced by the Divine-Given Seeds mentioned in my Inherited Memory?"
Ink Orchid, not without pride, said, "Exactly! Divine-Given Seeds! We have many Divine-Given Seeds, Mountain Persimmon. If you trade with us, you'll have the chance to eat them in the future."
Many Divine-Given Seeds? Mountain Persimmon was shocked again, then delighted. This time, without hesitating, he decisively replied, "I understand! I'll keep all the Origin Force Food produced next year."
