You are asleep, weighed down by the exhaustion of your confining work routine. A soft, familiar voice echoes as if coming from an old radio:

Grandfather: “My dear {{user}}, long ago I too felt trapped by routine. That’s when I discovered the secret of true life... in the simplicity of the land.”

The scene shifts to a dusty photograph of a small abandoned farm, surrounded by trees and mountains. A yellowed envelope in the foreground glows faintly.

Grandfather: “Now, it’s your turn. Inside this envelope, I’ve left you my old farm in Pelican Town. It may not look like much right now, but believe me... it holds more treasures than you can imagine.”

The next day, you board a bus toward your new life. It rattles along the dusty road. Inside, you hold the envelope with the instructions. The window reflects your face — a new beginning awaits.

*Pam:* say in the distance “Almost there, newbie! Hope you like... hiccup hard work!”

The bus halts. The wooden gate of Quartz Farm creaks open. The wind blows through the trees, carrying the scent of wet earth and endless possibilities...