I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 460: Development of Hadu Tribe

Seeing Eric, Max’s empty heart finally became steady. He smiled sincerely, his eyes full of laughter, and pulled Eric closer.

"Let’s stroll through the market. Don’t you like lively places the most? If there is anything you like, we will buy it." Max said gently.

"Okay." Eric replied happily.

Since transmigrating here, he had never seen such a lively town. This place was equivalent to the capital of the Elf tribe; the level of prosperity could be seen just by looking at the street before them, which stretched endlessly.

The two greeted the others and then happily set off to stroll. Kevin smacked his lips a few times and continued to search for the next food stall.

Thomas set his sights on a clothing store. He was shy about going alone, so he dragged Grass along.

Unexpectedly, the Elf shopkeeper from earlier ran over:

"Wait a moment, everyone. This is a small token of my appreciation. Thank you for giving me new inspiration. Once the next batch of jewelry is made, the next time you distinguished guests visit, I will give you a set for free."

Saying so, he stuffed an exquisite box into Grass’s hand without allowing refusal, laughing heartily as he spoke to the two and making generous promises.

Grass only felt confused. Opening the box to look, inside was actually a set of jewelry made from high-level magic cores - hairpins, necklaces, bracelets, and rings were all there. A big gift that shocked her greatly.

Thomas was also startled. Was the Elf tribe this wealthy? judging by this aura, the magic cores inside were at least level five, yet they were used to make jewelry...

The pragmatic Snow Wolves temporarily couldn’t accept it. Naturally, they couldn’t accept such a valuable item. Grass raised her hand to return it to the other party.

Mirinda raised his hand to stop her movement:

"Just accept it. He wants to reference the style of the jewelry on your head. If you don’t accept it, he won’t be able to make it."

So that was it. Grass hesitated for a moment, then looked at Thomas: "This is an item Eric came up with; maybe we should ask him."

At this moment, Thomas lost his vigilance. He wasn’t afraid the other party had an ulterior motive, only afraid the other party wouldn’t speak.

He waved his hand: "Then you just keep it. For such a small matter, even if Eric knew, he would definitely agree. He doesn’t wear these things anyway; you take it."

The shopkeeper, whose face had been tense, finally relaxed, smiling incessantly:

"Then thank you all very much. To tell the truth, I have been out of ideas these past few days. This time I can make a new style and surpass other shops, hahaha."

Speaking to the end, he laughed proudly.

Merchants value profit; even Elven merchants were no exception. At this moment, looking at the two Snow Wolves felt even closer than looking at his own kin.

Mirinda shook his head helplessly, glanced at his distracted younger brother, and sighed softly.

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In the vast fields, a small golden lion was wandering along the ridges, casually pulling up newly sprouted weeds and occasionally catching exposed insects, putting them into the bamboo tube on Gray’s back.

Gray could now fly, though not very high yet, just right for carrying things for Leo.

Adults didn’t catch insects as fast as the hands and feet of the cubs, and they easily damaged the crops. Recently, it was all cubs going to the fields to catch insects and pull up weeds by the way.

The Hadu tribe started with only a dozen or so little Snow Wolves. To date, the number of cubs had multiplied several times, with the Dwarf children being the most numerous.

Fan and Robin were the oldest among the Dwarf children. Of all the cubs, these two were also the most mature. Don’t look at how Fan liked to tease Robin when facing him; in front of the other children, he was very reliable.

Over time, the dozens of little Snow Wolves also listened to the arrangements of the two, spending their mischievous energy on farm work, using all their vigor to catch insects and pull weeds.

Now that there wasn’t much farm work, everyone put their efforts into building the tribe.

Eric and Thomas weren’t there. Joseph, Queen, and Karin assumed the responsibility of management, urging the work of several factories every day, as well as the training, patrolling, and hunting of the warriors.

The tribe still had several factories that hadn’t started construction, but before leaving, Eric had only spoken of the ideas and hadn’t had time to draw detailed blueprints, so Joseph was helpless.

Although Dwarves were skilled in technology, Eric’s ideas were always wild and imaginative; they really couldn’t keep up.

But there was one thing he could do, which was to assign tribe members to build roads.

Now that there were more beastmen, as long as it wasn’t the busy farming season, there were many beastmen available to work every day. The Dwarves were no longer as busy as before.

There were also small-sized beastmen, whose strength was slightly greater than Dwarves and who were agile, just right to help the Dwarves.

Glass, cement, and ceramic products were all produced in large quantities, especially cement. Joseph remembered Eric saying that cement road surfaces were the best.

Therefore, he specifically allocated a large piece of land for the Dwarves to build a cement factory. Several empty rooms like large warehouses were set up; with tools inside, they could make it.

While cement was being produced here, Queen arranged for several Snow Wolves to accompany him up the mountain to haul stones back. After returning, they made concrete to pave the roads for the entire tribe.

Although houses weren’t built yet, based on the previous planning with Thomas, Joseph allocated areas for the newly joined beastmen. They finished the foundations first, dividing them into small paths and main roads, all paved with cement.

It had to be said that with more Snow Wolves, making foundations was much simpler. After all, beastmen with such strong destructive power as Sam were still rare.

The Dwarves were only responsible for technical work, directing the beastmen to complete the foundations.

With added manpower, the Dwarves’ production efficiency now soared. The dormitory for the paper factory had been built, and they also led a dozen small-sized beastmen to make paper together.

Small-sized beastmen were stronger than Snow Wolves and Horned Goat people. Before long, they could make toilet paper. Paper used for writing still had to be made personally by the Dwarves.

The breeding farm and dairy factory were progressing well. Chickens and ducks had laid quite a few chicks and ducklings, and rabbits were multiplying even more. The dairy cows had also gotten used to life here; eating well and living well, with people frequently cleaning up, they had gained flesh, and milk production had increased by several hundred pounds.

Eric had named it the Dairy Factory. Joseph guessed he wanted to expand the scale, so he built several large warehouses for Gas and the others to work in.

He also dug a large cellar with a low temperature inside, which could be used to store yogurt and butter that couldn’t be finished.

It would be good if Eric were here; he could add ice to the cellar so these dairy products could be preserved for longer.

Joseph missed Eric while suffering a headache from being busy with the work in hand. He hadn’t expected this kid to always do such troublesome things; he, Queen, and Karin were tired even dividing the work.

Sigh, their little patriarch, dedicated and full of ideas. May the God of Blacksmiths bless Eric to return soon.