Starting as an inventor from Hunter x Hunter

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Amid Mog's scolding, Uvogin, covered in sweat, diligently planted seedlings.

If this were a normal situation outside, Mog would dare to speak to him in such a tone and with such words.

Uvogin guarantees he'll twist his head off and stuff it under his ass.

But in this wondrous rice paddy, he simply listened obediently to Mog's instructions and arrangements.

And so, with the trio's rather clumsy and chaotic efforts, the entire paddy field was filled with... fairly neat rice seedlings.

"That's how you finish simply."

Mog wiped the sweat from his face, turned to the two guys behind him who were also covered in mud, looking like they had crawled out of a mud puddle, and said:

"It will be ready to harvest in about two hours."

Two hours...

Machi, who didn't even bother to wipe the mud off her face, looked up at the artificial sun and dark clouds overhead.

Add to that the rice paddies and seedlings on the ground, and that strange sticky rice cake making machine...

This doesn't seem like the kind of behavior a normal person would use.

Wojin, who was planting seedlings nearby and whose back was almost broken, also kept his eyes fixed on that patch of seedlings.

Although this kind of physical work was nothing to Grandpa Wojin, it was his first time doing it, especially under such strange circumstances, so he couldn't help but tense up.

However, once you see the seedlings covering the ground, and the results that will be visible in just two hours, you'll soon see the harvest.

The thought that he had planted the rice seedlings himself made Uvogin's lips curl into a smile.

For some reason, he felt exceptionally cheerful.

Unaware that this was what a sense of accomplishment was, Uvogin and Machi stared longingly at the small sun and dark clouds in the sky.

Fortunately, subsequent developments did not disappoint them.

After Doraemon and Nobita planted the rice seedlings, the machine that controlled the seasons malfunctioned.

The rain from the dark clouds was minimal, and the artificial sun's heat surged, causing the entire field to dry out to the point of cracking.

While Doraemon was complaining that cheap things are no good, he ran downstairs and got a bucket from his mother who was cleaning.

This resolved the drought crisis in the fields.

However, because too much water was poured, the amount of water from the dark clouds was also very large, which made the rice rot easily.

They even placed a teru teru bozu (a type of Japanese doll) in the middle of the field, which caused a lot of trouble.

But now, this set of field equipment invented by Mog doesn't have such problems at all.

Normal sunlight and regular, moderate cloud cover have allowed the rice seedlings in the fields to grow very well.

They continued alternating like this for over an hour.

"They've grown taller?!"

Uvogin and Machi watched as the rice grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, the green wheat seedlings began to bear ears of wheat and gradually grew towards the ripening stage, turning yellow.

Before the rice plants fully matured, there were some locust eggs mixed in with the rice, and people had to catch the locusts.

However, after Mog invented it, even the locust eggs inside were eliminated.

Well, if that swarm of locusts really did appear, it would be a disaster for Uvogin and his crew.

They might not even need to eat sticky rice cakes anymore, and could just eat roasted locusts directly.

And just like that, two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

The golden wheat field came into view.

Those plump ears of wheat hung on the stalks, almost bending the stalks over!

Chapter 007 Delicious!

"Is this... the rice we grew?!"

Uvogin witnessed this scene firsthand, especially the entire process of watching the wheat grow from planting to maturity.

A feeling of exhilaration welled up within me, and it was even stronger than before!

This feeling is absolutely amazing!!

"..."

Machi remained mostly silent, but her pursed lips and slightly brightened eyes spoke volumes about her inner thoughts.

"Alright, just one last step."

Mog then tossed each of them a small sickle, which came with the planting kit.

"After the rice is cut, just put it into the top opening of the chimney of this machine."

At this point, Mog didn't need to give any further instructions.

Uvogin, arms rolled up and full of energy, stepped into the field once more.

Machi followed closely behind, and as they looked at the golden ears of wheat, their Adam's apples bobbed involuntarily.

They could almost smell the fragrance of the wheat.

The already hungry stomach became even emptier after two hours of work and waiting.

Upon seeing the results, they could no longer contain themselves and charged forward, brandishing their sickles.

Click~ Click~ Click~!

For a moment, the only sound in the room was the continuous sound of wheat being cut.

Soon, stacks and stacks of rice began to pile up in front of Mog.

"Put these rice grains in the machine, and it will automatically husk them, then steam them, and finally it will automatically turn into sticky rice cakes..."

Mog dumped all the rice into the top of the chimney inside the machine, and then, as the machine shook, pulled down the lever.

Then~~~

When Uvogin and Machi finished harvesting all the wheat and crawled out of the field...

"this is……"

They saw, as the machine shook, a square, sticky cake, fragrant with glutinous rice, emerge from the bottom outlet!

It still carried a slight warmth, instantly sweeping away the fatigue from Uvogin and Machi.

Their eyes were fixed on the freshly baked sticky rice cake that was just emerging, and...

tick.

One after another, freshly baked, steaming hot sticky rice cakes emerged from the opening at the bottom of the machine.

"Well……"

Mog casually picked up a sticky rice cake that popped out of the machine's opening and put it in his mouth.

The delicate aroma of glutinous rice, combined with its sticky and chewy texture...

"It tastes good~~~"

He savored the taste, nodded to Uvogin and Machi, and commented with a smile.

Uvogin: "..."

Machi: "~~~"

Bang! !

The two men casually tossed their sickles aside and charged forward like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey.

Click, click, click! !

Uvogin grabbed three sticky rice cakes with one hand and put them directly into his mouth.

They were chewing away with a satisfying crunch, and the sticky, refreshing aroma rushed from their mouths straight to their noses and then to their brains!

"Delicious~~~"

He only managed to mumble those two words before continuing to stuff sticky rice cakes into his mouth.

If it weren't for the fact that this stuff is a bit sticky and makes your mouth feel sticky, Uvogin would have bought up all of those sticky rice cakes long ago.

But it's maintained; basically, as soon as one comes along, he can stuff it in.

Although Machi's eating habits weren't as unrestrained as Uvogin's, she still managed to stuff her little face full.

"This is even tastier than the sticky rice cakes at the church."

During a pause in his speech, Machi blurted out this sentence.

Yes, that's the second thing she's said since meeting Mog.

"The taste is definitely different when you make it yourself."

Mog smiled, picked up a piece of sticky rice cake, and put it in his mouth.

Hmm, the taste is indeed good, but unfortunately it's a bit dry. It would be even better if we had some drinks.

Neither Uvogin nor Machi responded; they simply buried their heads in their sticky rice cakes.

Mog was also watching the numbers jumping on the [Sticky Rice Cake Making Machine].

The top column keeps increasing, while the bottom column remains fixed at 219.

In other words, the rice they have harvested so far can make 219 sticky rice cakes.

There were originally supposed to be 259, but because Uvogin and Machi were unfamiliar with the process, some of the rice didn't grow well.

Two hundred or so is enough, enough to divide into three portions, 73 for each person.

But obviously...

Mog glanced at Uvogin, who was still gulping down sticky rice cakes.

This big, dumb guy had no intention of sharing the food that was already in his mouth with the other guys.

But it doesn't matter anyway~~~