I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 228: Humans Are Not Perfect
Arthur still hadn’t woken up, but Eric was worried Evan would be in a bad mood, so after Kevin tidied up the earthen house roughly, he hurriedly moved Arthur inside.
Sure enough, Evan was very satisfied with this action. After Eric returned, he was treated to a thick corn soup made by Evan himself...
He didn’t know how Evan did it, using only corn and simple seasonings to make a thick soup that even had a unique milky aroma. It was magical, and Eric liked it very much.
Leo also held a small bowl and drank, narrowing his eyes in enjoyment. The sweater on him was a different one; the style was a new model knitted by Grass and the others recently.
Eric didn’t remember clearly who knitted it for Leo and sent it over. They didn’t have female elders in their house, so Riley, Luci, Grass, and Iris would sew clothes for them. They got to wear whatever new style came out first.
The female Dwarves’ craftsmanship was extremely skilled. In this era where industry hadn’t developed, they relied entirely on their hands for production. Food, clothing, shelter, and transportation were all like this.
Eric asked Jessica to help sew clothes for Evan, and it was done too, but they were cotton clothes, styled like modern men’s pajamas. After they were sewn, Eric liked the look of them and had a few more sets made to wear for sleeping at night along with Leo.
Before, he had never thought of making pajamas. He only remembered when Evan arrived. It seemed that living with Snow Wolves for a long time - initially due to lack of conditions, later due to adaptation - human adaptability was truly terrifying.
Now getting to wear comfortable cotton pajamas to sleep again, Eric wondered how he managed to sleep wrapped in animal skins before.
Although it was backward here, the goods were authentic. For example, this cotton cloth was 200% cotton, soft and skin-friendly, several times more comfortable than the pajamas Eric bought in modern times.
After all, the blending industry in modern times was famous...
Evan seemed to have never worn clothes of such material. When he received the pajamas, he turned them over and over to look a few times. But after trying them on once, Eric saw him change into pajamas every night, so it seemed he liked them very much.
Since becoming a beastman, Eric’s habits had changed a lot. Before, he was a homebody with a bit of social anxiety. Now, well, the social anxiety had completely disappeared.
Occasionally, he would get drunk with friends, transform into beast form, and roll into a ball to sleep on the ground. When it was cold, they slept together on the heated bed. He almost couldn’t remember how he lived alone before.
So after taking in Evan, Eric didn’t feel unnatural.
But he also considered Evan’s human identity, worried the other party wouldn’t be used to it. The large heated bed was usually divided into two halves, with the two of them each sleeping on one side.
Leo rolled all over the place. After all, he liked to use his beast form to sleep; his body was small, so rolling anywhere wasn’t an obstruction.
Considering the living habits of humans, if Evan didn’t plan to return to the human world, living with him like this wasn’t convenient. Eric planned to build a house for Evan next year when the tribe built houses. Humans needed small spaces, so it would be quick to build.
The soap had also solidified. Eric took it out of the molds first, removing them one by one from the basins and bowls.
"What is this? Did you make a new dish again?" Evan held a piece of wood in one hand and a carving knife in the other, carving some shape. Seeing Eric moving something out of the storage room, he approached and asked.
Eric placed the removed soap on the table, found a small string to pull taut, and cut the soap into square pieces of similar size.
While his hands worked, Eric replied: "Not food. This is soap used for washing clothes."
"Washing clothes?" Evan repeated suspiciously.
"Not everyone knows the cleansing spell, especially us beastmen. Cotton clothes aren’t easy to wash clean. With this soap, most stains can be washed out. Ordinary people will probably need it too."
Eric explained. For Evan, dirty clothes only needed a cleansing spell. But beastmen and those who didn’t know magic couldn’t do that. Relying entirely on hand scrubbing, if not washed clean, stains would remain on the cotton cloth, which was a kind of torture for people who loved cleanliness.
Like the animal skins used for sleeping and clothes on the body, if not washed clean for a long time, bacteria would remain. Weaker people could easily catch infectious diseases. Beastmen had strong bodies, but cubs might not be able to avoid it. Eric suspected that part of the reason cubs had difficulty growing up was due to this.
The solidified soap couldn’t be used yet; it needed to sit for about a month before use. Eric didn’t remember the specific principle. He tried to cut the soap evenly and placed it on the shelf in the storage room.
After finishing the soap, Eric also changed the water for the bean sprouts. Lifting the covering cloth to check, the black beans had sprouted, and they would be edible in two days.
A few days ago, Evan discovered good wood in the pile of firewood in the courtyard and pulled it out separately, intending to use it for wood carving.
Snow Wolves weren’t picky when collecting firewood and didn’t know this wood contained magic power. It was said that carving it into wooden items and engraving magic arrays on them would be very good for both attack and defense.
Stared at by Evan’s gaze that accused him of wasting heavenly treasures, Eric was also very embarrassed. He felt it himself, and sure enough, that piece of wood had a glistening light. He didn’t know where the clansmen found it.
He had only recently learned magic, and this pile of firewood had been piled up in the courtyard since late autumn, so he couldn’t be blamed for wasting it. He really hadn’t recognized it, leading to the discovery only now.
Hearing that this wood was so useful, Eric went around the tribe these past few days and found quite a bit.
Such a tall tree made a lot of firewood. Plus, everyone used black stones for heating this year, so firewood was only used for starting fires. Therefore, a lot of this wood that could be made into magic items remained, and it was all picked up by Eric and placed in his courtyard.
If it were human society, Eric wouldn’t go rummaging through other people’s firewood piles and taking things freely. But having turned into a beastman, the clansmen were also used to being casual. Eric went to the side of people’s tents to flip through firewood, and when he couldn’t pull one out, he even had to trouble the owner to come out and help move it.
Evan was a very dedicated teacher. While carving, he explained in detail to Eric. The magic runes on these items could be activated by infusing one’s own magic power, but the power would depend on the user’s level. The higher the magic intensity, the greater the item’s power, but there were limits.
If it was for convenience, or for use by people who didn’t know magic, then a magic core needed to be embedded in the center of the magic rune. This kind of material could at most use a level-four magic core; anything higher couldn’t withstand the energy fluctuation.
The knowledgeable Dwarves were full of praise for the items Evan made. This was different from their technology, but the grade wasn’t low. The Dwarves already had a fondness for Evan’s ethereal appearance, and this time their affection deepened.
As a teacher, Evan naturally wanted to teach Eric how to make these wood carving items. He didn’t hide his skills and was a good teacher, but a clumsy person like Eric wasn’t a good student...
Eric studied seriously under Evan’s supervision, laboriously carving and ruining several pieces of wood without any progress.
Evan’s gaze became increasingly difficult to understand, finally determining that this student of his really had no talent in this area before giving up.
Evan had also wanted to see what level of items Eric, a mage of four elements, could produce. Unexpectedly...
But one thing had to be said: Eric’s speed in learning magic arrays was very fast, and his drawings were decent. In this aspect of talent, many mages couldn’t keep up. Some mages took weeks to learn a magic array, and the higher the level, the longer the time.
It seemed that humans were indeed not perfect.
