The pair soon arrived at Utoms.

The village’s fields were planted with all manner of fruits and vegetables, and farmers were busily tending to the plots. There was a shed built above the grasslands near the farm, with a tractor parked outside. A middle-aged woman was cutting down the overgrown grass outside the shed when Adrian pulled to a stop nearby.

"We're here."

"Can I change out of this damn thing?" Rozi tugged at her dress.

Most womenswear of this time had pretty low necklines.

Adrian smiled wryly, "You'll get used to it."

Rozi frowned and stepped out of the car.

The middle-aged woman looked at them curiously as they approached. Adrian walked up to her and said, "Excuse me, ma’am. We're from Novemton and would like to meet this farm's chief."

The Navillian in Movia was slightly different from that in Novemton, but the woman could understand what Adrian was saying.

"You're a Novemtoner?"

Adrian nodded.

Rozi blushed when she saw the woman sizing her up. She placed her