When Go Okrim returned, he brought Kim Haru an additional piece of news.
The few ability users from Haneulsae Safe Zone who had been left behind in the Pyeongseong Safe Zone for committing cris during the autumn were nearing the end of their labor reformation.
Now that winter had passed, their sentence was over, and it was ti for them to take the antidote for the Gu Insect they carried.
It wouldn't be long before representatives from the Haneulsae Safe Zone ca for them.
"Got it. Understood."
After the trade deal in autumn, the Haneulsae Safe Zone would no longer underestimate the Pyeongseong Safe Zone.
On top of that, the relations between the two safe zones, which were already strained, had worsened.
If anyone believed that the Haneulsae Safe Zone's representatives weren't planning to cause trouble this ti, even the unintelligent piggrass on the small farm would refuse to believe it!
As Kim Haru had expected, the very next morning, he received a call via the voice-transmitting snail from Moon Baein, who brought up this matter.
Previously, Moon Baein had ntioned to Kim Haru the idea of organizing a large-scale trade fair.
Since the Haneulsae Safe Zone's people were coming anyway, the Pyeongseong Safe Zone decided to take the initiative and send out invitations for the event first.
"At that ti, Mr. Kim, you'll undoubtedly be the center of attention, so please be especially careful," Moon Baein advised earnestly.
"Don't worry, I understand."
Ever since discovering that his farm was full of mutated plants, Kim Haru had grown less concerned about his personal safety.
Besides, Fuzzball would be by his side wherever he went during the event.
Kim Haru was confident that Fuzzball would do an excellent job of protecting her supposedly frail and delicate human caretaker.
anwhile, the task to locate the pollinators had been posted for almost three days, yet Kim Haru still hadn't received any useful leads.
The Animal Research Institute had sent people to monitor the black pigs' territory, but it turned out that laziness seed deeply ingrained in pigs' genetic makeup.
After surviving the winter, the mutated black pigs all stayed in their dens, either sleeping or casually munching on the piggrass nearby.
Not a single one ventured out to forage.
The monitoring team returned empty-handed.
Just as Kim Haru was feeling increasingly anxious about the pollination issue, he received a "surprise" one morning.
"…What are these?"
Kim Haru stared at the web-like structures in front of him, struggling to suppress the urge to exclaim in disbelief.
Today started as usual, waking up naturally.
However, when Kim Haru opened the door, he almost thought he had traveled to another world again.
Either that, or the seasons in the apocalypse were far too unpredictable.
Spring had only just begun, and now it seed as though winter had returned in full force.
Otherwise, how could he explain the vast expanse of white in front of him?
Just last night before bed, everything had been lush and green—perfectly normal!
The change was far too sudden.
Once fully awake, Kim Haru realized that the white covering his entire small farm wasn't snow as he initially thought.
Instead, it was layer upon layer of web-like, unknown silk.
It didn't seem quite like spider webs, either.
Strictly speaking, these threads resembled the kind of silk used by silkworms to spin cocoons.
Kim Haru reached out to touch them.
The threads weren't tough and could easily be pulled apart with just a light tug, detaching in large pieces.
Strangely, they were neither warm nor cold to the touch, ruling out his earlier suspicion of them being mutated silkworm silk.
Although Kim Haru hadn't seen any mutated silkworms up close, he had handled their silk before.
In terms of hardness and texture, these threads were completely different.
Regardless of what kind of silk it was—even if it were truly mutated silkworm silk—Kim Haru couldn't accept waking up to find his entire farm overtaken like this!
Not only was his wooden cabin covered in these threads, but the nearby staff dormitories, chicken and duck coops, nearby mutated plants, and even the ground across the entire small farm were all smothered by this invasive white silk.
Now, the little chicks, ducklings, and other animals were struggling to navigate through the sticky threads, attempting to make their way to the pond.
Even Fuzzball had retreated back into the wooden cabin, thoroughly annoyed by the ss.
anwhile, Go Okrim and Kang Hose, who had woken up earlier than Kim Haru, were arduously trying to clean up the threads.
While the silk was easy to tear apart in small amounts, once it accumulated, it began lting into a viscous liquid.
That liquid's adhesive quality was far superior to any pre-apocalypse industrial glue, causing an even greater headache for the two workers.
Despite waking up early, Go Okrim and Kang Hose had made little progress.
As a result, Kim Haru was greeted by this chaotic scene as soon as he stepped out.
Hearing Kim Haru's question, both Go Okrim and Kang Hose shifted their gazes toward the opposite side of the pond.
Following their line of sight, Kim Haru looked over and saw a group of creatures flying through the air.
What is this?
Kim Haru stood frozen in surprise.
The creatures flying in the air seed unafraid of people.
The mont they spotted Kim Haru stepping out, they flocked toward him, one after another.
As they flew closer, Kim Haru could finally make out what these things were.
Their wings had a stunning shape, adorned with intricate patterns.
At first glance, Kim Haru thought they were butterflies.
However, the mont his gaze shifted to their bodies, he was utterly startled!
These butterflies' bodies weren't ordinary—they had heads, arms, and fully developed facial features, complete with eyes, mouths, and even two antennae atop their heads.
The lower half of their bodies resembled flowing skirts.
Could these be butterfly sprites native to this world?
If they had tiny glowing particles surrounding them, they'd look just like magical beings straight out of a fantasy story!
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