In a small room made of stone, a blazing furnace gave off an orange-red high-temperature light. Duncan panted and pulled the bellows next to the furnace, constantly heating the furnace.
Marki was naked to the waist, holding a discus placed in the furnace with iron tongs, his forehead was sweating profusely from the heat, and after heating the red blade, he took it out and forged it.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
The repeated beating has continued from yesterday to now. The original big iron block has been beaten into pieces of iron, and the call to stop has still not been made.
At this time, Xiang En walked in from outside, hands behind his back, followed by Naka.
He glanced at Ma Ji, who was still beating the knife embryo with a dull expression on his face, nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at the formed knife embryo.
In fact, he couldn't tell whether it was good or not, but he had been playing for a whole day, so the intensity should be enough.
Instructing the tool master Ma Ji, he spent half an hour performing a series of processing steps that Xiang En didn't understand very well, and then inserted the red-hot knife handle into the prepared wooden handle.
After the construction was completed, the knife still needed to be sharpened. This job was handed over to two zombie-like tool men.
"Uh-huh, okay..." Marky took the long knife that was still a little dusty and mechanically ran to the edge of the pool to sharpen it.
Xiang En is not a devil. He asked them to grind each side with coarse sand two thousand times, fine sand five thousand times, and then wipe it with a cloth ten thousand times. It's not much. It can be polished in one day.
He Naka walked out of the forging room, Xiang En walked into the manor, and patrolled his own territory.
It is no longer unusual for trolls to appear in the manor. After nearly three months of observation and communication, Xiang En has determined that these trolls are suffering from Stockholm syndrome. Now as long as they have something to drink and eat, they will If you work hard, even 007 won't have any complaints.
Xiang En didn't care if he complained. There was a serious shortage of labor in the manor, and Xiang En couldn't let these troll laborers sit idle.
The key is that hiring these trolls is really cheap. It only requires a little water and they bring their own food.
Now the trolls are at their happiest time, because after nearly three months of careful cultivation, the potatoes in the fields have matured, and green plants about two meters high stand on the fields. These potato-like things have extremely high starch content. High, one can fill you up for the whole day.
Now the trolls are digging potatoes in full swing. These alien potatoes are also a variety cultivated by troll wizards. They grow really big, the largest is as big as a basketball, and the smallest is as big as a football.
Just one acre of potatoes was dug, and the actual yield was close to ten tons, which directly filled an oxcart.
The center of the manor was no longer empty. Next to the entrance to the basement, a wooden house was built by Xiang En. Now Xiang En no longer lives in the basement, but has moved to a new wooden house.
The bedroom in the basement was reserved for Naka, which at least gave her a more private space without having to share a room with other men.
There is a cellar on the other side of the wooden house, which was specially built by Xiang En to store food.
Hogan was pulling an oxcart of potatoes that had been cleaned of soil, and was stuffing them into the cellar. After the cellar was sealed, the potatoes could breathe on their own, which would reduce the oxygen in the cellar, so that the potatoes could be stored better. longer.
The wall that had been built was eight meters high and 1.5 meters wide, but Xiang En only left an arch that could accommodate two oxcarts passing through in parallel, about five meters wide and six meters high.
But this entrance still lacks a real solid door.
Xiang En plans to make this door out of iron. Ordinary iron ore is actually a very common thing. There are occasional open-pit iron mines near the mountains. Now there are two oxcarts every day, transporting iron ore back and forth to dig there. The mine is still the troll and Bourne is responsible for supervision.
Troll workers are hard-working and capable. With their help, many of Xiang En’s previously difficult-to-achieve ideas have the basis to realize them.
After inspecting the well-organized construction site of the manor, Xiang En returned to the wooden house and asked Naka to guard the door.
Xiang En entered the empty wooden house, passed through the living room, entered the bedroom, lifted up the floor, and walked into the bright basement.
A magic lamp originally installed underground was dismantled by Xiang En and installed in this new underground residence.
Andrea, who was already pregnant, stayed underground almost every day, protected, either sleeping or reading the few novels she had already read.
Every day was like a prison, and she could only go outside at night after the trolls had left, provided there was no blood moon.
Creaking footsteps came from the stairs. Andrea, who was lying on the lounge chair, immediately put down her novel and trotted towards Xiang En.
"Be careful, be careful, it's just been three months, be careful!" Xiang En was frightened when he saw Andrea running over. Although it was not the first time, every time he saw her he jumped and jumped. Even if he jumps, he can't calm down.
From being obedient at the beginning to feeling helpless now, Andrea rolled her eyes at him and muttered: "It's just pregnancy. I don't think there's anything wrong with it. There's no need to be so careful, right?"
Xiang En first pulled Andrea back to sit on the recliner, and then taught him a lesson: "Even if you think it's okay, you have to wait until the child is born before continuing to play. Time flies so fast, so be patient." Bar!"
Now Andrea's belly has swollen. According to the situation in this world that is no different from the earth, the child will be born in six or seven months.
Facing such a thing for the first time, Xiang En didn't want any accidents to happen. He didn't just let Andrea lie there. He would help her move her hands and feet at night, and help her stretch her legs and so on so that her body wouldn't be weak. rust.
Winter is almost over, and Xiang En doesn't know what pregnant women can't eat. He can only give her more meat and vitamins.
Andrea complained for a while, and then listened happily to Xiang En's stories, and listened to some interesting articles after listening to the classics.
In an empire lacking in entertainment, Andrea was very intoxicated by Shuangwen as an entertainment story that relied on a lot of emotional guidance.
Intoxicated...
There is such a pure land on the far border of the Austin Empire, but within the entire empire, such a place does not exist.
The reason is simple. Not everywhere has a natural mountain as a barrier.
In other areas of the Austin Empire, there is no obstacle of dangerous terrain. Whether it is zombies or survivors running around the world, they are like maggots in a cesspit, disgusting, dirty, irritable, and messy...
After spending two years in the partially closed city, at the end of winter, the magic barrier that had been closed for two years finally opened.
A large number of survivors walked out of the cage with sophisticated enchanted weapons and bathed in a brand new world.
They didn't like the filthy air, and the zombies that could be seen almost everywhere disgusted them even more.
(End of chapter)