Harvesting Fantasies Chapter 38

In Avery's imagination, the White Moon Fox should be a fox spirit with an immortal demeanor, who disdains to eat worldly things and disdains to get involved in worldly disputes.

After living with Nathan for a while, Avery discovered that Nathan didn't want to get involved in things mostly because of laziness, and now, there is another reason... poverty.

Because he was too lazy to earn money for humans, the White Moon Fox had nothing. Because he had nothing, he couldn't even afford to eat steamed dumplings. He could only eat geckos and manta rays every day, living a miserable life without hot meals.

This... should we say that Nathan is miserable? After Avery figured it out, his mood became complicated. The manta ray, a delicacy that only exists in myths and that ordinary people will never be able to taste in their lifetime, has become an object of disgust for Nathan. That's right, no matter how delicious it is, after eating it for hundreds or thousands of years, it will probably become tasteless.

Looking at Nathan, whose hair had been cut short and who was sitting on a rocking chair and rocking again, Avery remembered a sentence that Zhu Miaomiao often joked about - I could have lived a happy life, but it was my lack of money that ruined me.