It was an entire week before Beatrix stumbled across the Golden Slime again. While she was surprised she had managed to see it twice in such a short span of time, she did her best to pay it no mind.
Beatrix refused to partake in that particular sort of ranching.
Beating happy little Slimes for a quick newbuck...well roughly four hundred newbucks to be precise. It was almost as sickening as the article on Tarr Harvesting she had read.
Tarr Harvesting
The act of Tarr harvesting is still in debate by the general science community. The ethics of this practice are heavily scrutinized, but until a final verdict is reached it appears that these testings will continue to occur.
The process includes binding a Tarr, and attempting to sort the creature molecules. This process allows scientist to extract all plorts the Tarr has ingested, in addition to the plorts of the Slimes or Largos it has consumed.
Tarr are mindless and hostile amalgamations according to our leading expert in plortonomics. These qualities will be heavily played in the upcoming ethics debate.
The act of killing the Tarr with water almost seemed like a favor to Beatrix. Nonetheless, she ignored the Gold Slime, favoring to collect the many Pogofruit on the ground instead.
Beatrix froze as the unmistakeable sounds of crackling roars suddenly came from her left. She thanked the stars above that her Vac already had 26 units of water ready to use. She jumped off the plateau, softening her fall with the jet pack, and charged the Tarr as it latched onto a Pink Rock Largo.
"Not today, ye' dirty heathen!" Beatrix scowled and held her finger against the trigger.
Carrots began to fire from the rancher's Vac. Beatrix blanched.
Of course.
Cursing up a storm, Beatrix hastily rotated the Vac's chamber and fired at the much-too-close Tarr Monster. When the amalgamation finally died after a few splashes Beatrix sighed and lowered the machine. Beatrix turned back towards pogofruit tree and was surprised to find that the Gold Slime was on top of it…
...watching her.
It blinked, and then disappeared in a dim flash of light.
After a moment of idling, Beatrix turned away and headed for the Ranch. Despite the early time, she was all too willing to just sit around with her captured cuties and spend the day personally caring for them.
She could use a visit with Charlie.