Ivy rushed toward the bedroom first, her boots tapping sharply against the tiles. The moment she stepped inside, more packets shimmered into solid form on the counter and floor.
Her eyes gleamed.
Teff flour, 180g? Picked.
Sorghum flour, 260g? Picked.
Quinoa flour, 200g? Picked.
Green banana flour, 150g? Picked.
Chestnut flour, 120g? Picked.
Arrowroot flour, 170g? Picked.
Water chestnut flour, 190g? Picked.
Sunflower seed flour, 210g? Picked.
"Store it! Multiply later!" she whispered again and again like a prayer.
She didn't stop. Ivy ducked under the study table and snatched a nearly hidden pea flour, 200g tucked behind a stool leg.
"Don't run out of time. Don't run out of time," she muttered under her breath.
More supplies had landed right near the bed.
Lentil flour, 270g? Picked.
Acorn flour, 100g? Picked.
Hazelnut flour, 230g? Picked.
Soy flour, 310g? Picked.
Sweet potato flour, 290g? Picked.
Wheat germ flour, 200g? Picked.
Pumpkin seed flour, 240g? Picked.
