Isaac didn't answer. He kept his gaze locked on the eyes.
The figure didn't seem bothered by the silence.
It continued, "A farmer has the power to breathe life into the desolate wilderness. You have an SSS rank Farmer Talent, Isaac. You're worth much more than this mere city."
Isaac's eyes narrowed. "Why are you telling me all this?"
There was a brief pause before the voice answered with confidence.
"Because I want you to join us."
The words were surprisingly, or unsurprisingly, to the point. Still, Isaac said nothing. He didn't show any reaction. Not visibly, at least. Inside, his thoughts were moving quickly, trying to figure out the goal of the person before him.
The figure chuckled softly, like it found his caution amusing. "It's alright. You can take your time. Today, I just called you here to extend the offer."
The moment the words left the figure's mouth, the world around Isaac began to twist.
