An innocent decision leading to a lifetime discovery

Well, it’s day two in this new body of mine. I think I can finally say I’ve gotten-

“...Goddammit, my back…”

I take it back, this is hell. I guess it’s not all that bad for a goblin, but I used to be human dammit! Just look at our beds, their basically baskets with a cushion inside for our bodies. Wait, a basket with a cus-We really are little green infants! Still though, trying to sleep with this new body of mine is beyond jarring. Then there’s the worse part.

*Snore*

All these little pricks are snoring, god don’t they have proper manners! Well, I guess I can’t speak on them since our races are different. Actually I’m a goblin now, does that mean I gotta get used to living like this? All of a sudden I could hear a gong sound in the distance, and soon all the goblins around me began getting up. I decided to follow their lead.

“...Huh? Aw Rodney, nice to see you up and at 'em for once!”

“What can I say? Sleeping in won’t save my bacon.”

So Rodney really was the laziest guy here, I looked over to see Phil waking up. Even he was surprised to see me up on time for once. Everyone began grabbing their gear for the day, or heading to the mess hall for breakfast. Right before me and Phil could head out to fill our stomachs, we were met at the door by a surprise visitor.

“You two will be coming with me.”

“O-Oh, good morning headmaster!”

“E-Eek!”

It was Headmaster Ghast, and what we saw in those eyes of his was malice…

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“You may use the store room as you wish, for my sake please don’t be wasteful.”

...Or so I thought. Ghast came to pick us up in order to bring us to the storeroom, jeez why did you look so serious before.

“I will admit, some part of me wanted to watch the captain clobber you the other day. However…”

“Hmm?”

“You’re one of my workers, because of that I don’t want to see you fail. Especially if you are serious about bettering yourself, don’t you dare let me down Rodney!”

This guy, he actually has high hopes for me. I’m kinda jealous, unlike how things were back home, Rodney actually has some people who care about him. I can’t afford to fail with everyone backing me up like this. That said-

“WHERE DO WE EVEN START!”

“I was hoping you knew Rodney!”

Me and Phil began panicking, how should we even go about making the most of all this.

“Ha! Didn’t think you guys would start panicking so easily.”

Doug decided to join us between his shifts, as a result he’s officially apart of this debacle.

“Well if you're gonna sit around here with us, at least contribute something!”

“Maybe you guys should see your coworkers for a moment.”

Coworkers? That’s actually a pretty good idea, let’s see how the others are holding up. Me and the guys decided to walk over to the farmers to see what they were doing. It was just as expected: they till the soil, add seeds, and then add water. It seems some of them also made use of manure when planting.

“Hey, does that manure really make much of a difference?”

“You’d be surprised Rodney, by adding manure to the crops the yield often increases by 2 or 3. If you’re lucky, you might even end up with five extra potatoes!”

“Really! All that just by spreading a little shit?”

I found myself surprised by Phil’s information, if manure really helps that much then I just might have a trump card. However, I need to consider two things here. Quantity and time, I need to have twenty potatoes prepared by the end of the week. I’m guessing it takes a week for the manure to work, not to mention how long it’ll take to even process the manure. Then there’s the amount, this guy’s average is 1/5 of what’s usually required. Even if I managed to get a lucky plus five, that still won’t be enough to cover the amount I need.

No, let’s have some optimism here. Me and Rodney are two different people, maybe the god of this world gave me some kind of agricultural cheat. Yeah, if we think like that then maybe-

“How did this thing get here?”

“Huh? What’s wrong Doug?”

“You guys need to see this?”

Me and Phil walked over to where Doug was, funnily enough he was standing in front of the shed we spoke in the other day. He seemed to be staring at a small plant budding out of the ground. I don’t see why he’s so baffled because of a plant.

“WHAT’S SOMETHING LIKE THIS DOING HERE!”

“What? It’s just a tall strand of grass, I don’t see how-”

Wait a moment? I began looking at the ground around us, and remembered that the grass around the camp was removed. So why was this grass and a small plant growing here? While I thought about that, Doug crept down and examined the plant the patch of grass surrounded.

“No doubt about it, this is the Hypockria herb!”

“A Hippo-what!?!”

“Hypockria herb, a herb used to brew medicine. I remember hearing that they grew around the camp area, but that was early on when the base camp just settled. Why would an extinct herb grow now?”

What the hells going on here, an extinct plant began growing here again. Why here and nowhere else? I rubbed my chin as Doug and Phil gazed at this rare discovery, what happened here to cause this? Maybe it has something to do with the plant's roots, or maybe a change in the soil? Wait, that's it! There was a change in the soil! I ran into the shed and grabbed a small garden shovel, I then dug out the plant and searched underneath it.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING RODNEY!”

“YEAH MAN! THIS COULD BE THE DISCOVERY OF A LIFETIME!”

I ignored the pleas of Phil and Doug, and moved my hand around in the soil until I found it.

“I knew it, this is the cause!”

“Wait a minute Rodney, isn’t that-”

“Your excrement?”

It was the poop stone I buried yesterday, however its color vanished. It was now a dark gray hue, almost like life was sucked out of it. The others picked up on that to.

“It’s all gray now, why is the color gone?”

“It’s like something absorbed the light-Wait, Rodney are you implying what I think you’re implying!”

“Gentlemen, I think I just found our trump card. My shit is magic!”