I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 233: Amnesia

The leather surface shimmered silver under the sunlight, and the inner layer of fur was soft and skin-friendly. Eric loved these boots and couldn’t bear to part with them.

Iris brought them to him with a beaming smile.

Her hair was bunned up with a hairpin, on which she had creatively inlaid small goose-yellow gems onto the flower stamens.

It seemed that in the past few days, the Dwarf sisters not only made shoes but also took time to further process the hairpins. Perhaps hairpins made of Mithril or Red Copper were also being crafted.

These days, females with bunned hair were everywhere in the tribe; the Snow Wolves and the Horned Goat people were no exception. That day, Eric had also brought a few for Ali and the others.

Sam even aggrievedly demanded one from him, blaming Eric for being partial to Grass and not bringing him one...

The corners of Eric’s mouth twitched. Big brother, would your image look good wearing a hairpin? Even if he did a half-bun like Evan, Sam didn’t suit this style; it was too out of place. Besides, Sam didn’t have such long hair!

Chasing away the unreasonable Sam, Eric gave the hairpin prepared for Anna to Michael to pass on. There was no other way; he was really afraid of this auntie...

Arthur woke up on the third day of his coma. When Luci brought him porridge again, she discovered this human youth was hugging the animal skin beneath him and gnawing on it voraciously.

Luci had been delivering meals to him on time for the past few days. Although it was all rice porridge, he shouldn’t be that hungry...

The important thing was that this human youth’s teeth were unusually sharp. The fur rug under him was from a third-level magic beast, yet almost half of it, both fur and skin, had been bitten off.

As a Snow Wolf, Luci couldn’t help but feel her scalp tingle. Are there people among humans who eat this much?

"#￥&%" Seeing someone arrive, the youth sat up straight, babbling a stream of words, his eyes staring longingly at the bowl of porridge in Luci’s hand.

"What are you saying? I don’t understand anything." Luci was puzzled, but she understood Arthur’s intent and handed him the bowl of porridge.

Arthur took it and immediately poured the entire full bowl of porridge into his mouth.

Luci’s eyes widened, unable to believe it when she saw him finish it in one gulp without chewing at all.

Is this really a human? But the aura of this youth was clearly that of a human race... Luci thought, her spirit dazed.

Arthur held up the empty bowl, looking at Luci with glittering eyes: "I want to drink more."

This time he spoke in the common language.

Luci confusedly went home to get porridge for him, deciding to bring the whole clay pot over.

Sure enough, not contrary to her expectations, the ceramic pot was also lifted by Arthur, and with a few gulps, he swallowed it all down into his stomach without any difficulty. Only then did he wipe his mouth with satisfaction.

Hearing the news, Eric arrived, staring at his stomach in surprise. He didn’t understand why, after so much porridge, Arthur’s stomach was still flat.

No wonder Arthur obviously had no injuries on his body, yet fainted from hunger and only woke up after three days. It turned out it was because he hadn’t been fed enough...

The beastmen’s ceramic pot was as big as a human water vat; ordinary people couldn’t lift it at all. Let alone that it contained more than half a pot of porridge water, but Arthur held it in his hand as if it were light as a feather, placing it aside casually after drinking.

"You’re awake. Uh, how do you feel?" Eric asked carefully.

Although Arthur looked like just a teenager, Evan was already a high-level mage at a young age. His level couldn’t be low either.

Moreover, Evan had a very good temper. This guy was his enemy; what if Arthur had a hot temper and attacked if the conversation didn’t go well?

He only saw Arthur scratching his belly innocently. It was really hard for him to make that expression using such an exquisite face:

"I’m still not very full. Can you give me some more food?"

"You’re still not full! Are you really a human?" Eric’s eyes were about to pop out. Such a large pot of porridge could fill even a Snow Wolf in human form, yet Arthur said he wasn’t full!

Luci walked around Arthur, her eyes suspicious.

She heard that the higher the level of human warriors’ cultivation, the more stamina they consumed and the more they ate. Could he really be a powerful warrior?

Arthur tilted his head, his eyes innocent: "I don’t remember either. I just remember my stomach was very hungry, I smelled food, fell into a pit, was so hungry I didn’t have the strength to climb up, and then fell asleep. I don’t remember anything else."

Eric silently patted his forehead. Alright, amnesia.

He asked tentatively: "Then do you remember what your profession is?"

Arthur thought for a while and honestly shook his head.

"Then do you remember Evan?"

"I don’t remember this name, but why do I feel very annoyed as soon as I hear it..." Arthur scratched his head, mumbling in distress.

Accidentally, he glanced at the black hair in his hand and was surprised: "Why do I have black hair!"

But he didn’t remember specifically what color hair he should have, only vaguely knowing it shouldn’t be black...

Seeing that he was indeed confused, Eric conjured a large water mirror for him to look at, thinking maybe seeing his appearance would trigger some memory.

Arthur looked blankly into the mirror, stunned, and even pinched his cheek. Besides the hair, why did he feel his appearance was also unfamiliar?

He carefully recalled what he should look like, but he still couldn’t remember.

Fine, this time he really didn’t remember. Who knew if he could recover? Eric thought helplessly.

Luci was also helpless; who would have expected this result: "Wait a moment, I’ll go get some dried meat for you."

Thinking he had saved a human who only had a grudge against Evan, Eric didn’t expect the other party to eat so much. Fortunately, there was plenty of food this year; otherwise, they couldn’t afford to feed him.

So why did this guy appear in his trap? Was it bad karma or a blessing...

Walking helplessly on the way back, he thought he would tell Evan about Arthur’s amnesia later. Evan would probably be furious; he originally kept the enemy to ask something, but as a result, the other party forgot even who he was. truly a tragedy.

The Horned Goat people passing by greeted him in a friendly manner. They now lived very harmoniously with the Snow Wolves and Dwarves, and walking within Thomas’s tribe, they no longer had looks of constraint.

Eric was depressed in his heart, having picked up a mobile rice bucket for the tribe, and smiled reluctantly.

Suddenly, it went dark before his eyes. Eric turned his head to look.

It turned out to be Max with his tall stature, who had arrived at some point. At this moment, he was standing in front of him, his handsome face expressionless, and in his deep eyes were emotions Eric couldn’t understand.