As Chasing the Wind and Chasing the Moon grow at a visible speed, new problems are also becoming increasingly prominent.

Their bodies have rapidly expanded from the initial half-grown snow wolves to a robust physique comparable to an adult wildebeest, with a wingspan of up to fifteen meters. Although the main house is spacious, it is becoming increasingly cramped for these two increasingly lively and active fledgling kings of the sky.

The strong winds they create when they practice flapping their wings can blow things off the table.

Curious, they used their increasingly sharp beaks to peck at the wooden walls and pillars, leaving deep scratches.

What's most troublesome is the sheer volume of excrement resulting from their enormous appetite.

Despite the women's diligent efforts in cleaning, the distinctive scent of birds of prey inevitably began to permeate the main house.

That morning, Lin Feng was awakened by a rather large commotion.

He stepped out of his room and saw that the little "troublemaker" Zhu Yue was curiously using its sharp claws to pry open the wooden barrel containing the smoked meat.

As a result, it lost its balance and overturned the entire wooden barrel to the ground, scattering the smoked meat jerky all over the place. This caused it and the relatively calm Chasing Wind to chirp excitedly and lower their heads to peck at the meat.

"Shut up!" Lin Feng shouted in a low voice, which was not loud but carried an undeniable authority.

Like children who had done something wrong, Zhui Feng and Zhu Yue immediately stopped what they were doing, raised their heads, and looked at Lin Feng innocently with their pure light blue eyes.

Looking at the mess, and then at the two little ones who were already quite imposing in size but still had blank stares, Lin Feng helplessly rubbed his temples.

He knew he couldn't let them squeeze into the main house with him any longer.

They need a home of their own that is spacious and sturdy enough.

This thought had been lingering in Lin Feng's mind for several days.

He stood in the courtyard, his gaze sweeping over the cleared land beside the main house, and a grand plan quickly took shape in his mind. He wanted to build an unprecedentedly magnificent house, a palace truly worthy of the future ruler of the skies.

While traditional mortise and tenon joints are exquisite, they are too time-consuming and complex for the colossal building he envisioned. The growth of Zhui Feng and Zhu Yue was urgent. He needed a more efficient and robust connection method.

His gaze swept across the courtyard and landed on the blast furnace, a long-silent earthen and stone building in the corner of the shelter, which resembled a lurking behemoth.

The next morning, while the women were still asleep, a deep, muffled roar, like that of an ancient beast awakening, startled them awake.

They ran out of the wooden shed in a panic, only to see the long-dormant blast furnace in the corner of the shelter being lit again!

Blazing flames burst forth from the furnace opening, illuminating half the sky in a fiery red glow.

Lin Feng, shirtless, had his bronze skin gleaming metallically in the firelight. He was methodically tossing baskets of charcoal and iron ore into the furnace, his composed figure before the leaping flames resembling that of a god wielding fire.

"My God, Mr. Lin is smelting iron again!" Tang Bao exclaimed in surprise.

"This fire seems to be raging more than ever before..." Su Wanqing murmured to herself, feeling the suffocating heat wave that was hitting her face.

The women, not understanding what he meant, could only watch from afar.

In the days that followed, the crisp, rhythmic sound of blacksmithing replaced the birdsong of dawn, becoming the new main melody of the shelter.

Lin Feng became a tireless machine. He repeatedly forged, stretched, chopped, and shaped the refined iron blocks on a massive black steel anvil with a heavy bone hammer…

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Sparks flew, sweat poured down. Each hammer blow represented an extension of will.

The women watched as the pile of shiny black nails lay to one side, growing from a few dozen to hundreds, eventually forming a terrifying little black mountain.

They could not imagine the terrifying physical strength and perseverance required to forge such a large number of iron nails.

Lin Feng's intentions became increasingly clear amidst the mountain of iron nails.

Using charcoal pencils, he drew a grand blueprint for the new house on the chosen vacant lot.

When the women saw the enormous silhouette that was several times larger than the main house, everyone's breath caught in their throats for a moment.

A huge, almost uncontrollable thought was simultaneously growing wildly in their minds.

"Such a big house...and so many iron nails..."

Qian Xiaoxiao murmured absentmindedly, her eyes gleaming with unbelievable joy, "Is he...is he going to build us a new house?"

These words were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up a tidal wave in the hearts of all the women.

They now live in nothing more than simple wooden shacks that can only provide shelter from the wind and rain.

And this magnificent blueprint before them, these mountain-like iron nails, Lin Feng's tireless and tireless labor... everything points to a possibility that makes their hearts race and their eyes fill with tears—this cold-hearted man is finally going to build them a real, warm, and sturdy home!

"My God, if it's true, that would be so wonderful!"

Tangbao was so excited that her face turned red, and she began to fantasize about having a small room where she wouldn't have to worry about drafts.

Su Wanqing tried her best to maintain her composure, but her hands, which were tightly gripping the hem of her clothes and trembling slightly, had already betrayed her inner excitement.

Even the usually composed Qin Lan was in turmoil at this moment.

She gazed at Lin Feng's strong, sweat-soaked back, her eyes filled with complex emotions: gratitude, awe, and an unprecedented warm feeling of belonging.

Harboring this huge and beautiful misunderstanding, the women unleashed an unprecedented level of enthusiasm for their work.

They were no longer passively waiting for orders, but actively and enthusiastically throwing themselves into what they saw as a grand project to fight for their own happiness.

When Lin Feng began to cut down and process the huge ironwood trees, they became his best helpers.

Qin Lan organized everyone, chanting slogans, to carry the heavy beams to the designated location.

Qian Xiaoxiao and Su Wanqing ran back and forth tirelessly, passing tools and nails.

Shen Jiaqi and Ruan Mengtian carefully sanded each piece of wood smooth and removed any burrs.

The entire shelter was immersed in a rare, hopeful, and joyful atmosphere.

The women's laughter and chatter mingled with the heavy, powerful hammer blows of Lin Feng, creating a moving symphony of construction.

They watched as the house's frame, secured with iron nails, rose from the ground at an unprecedented speed.

Watching the wall being nailed shut piece by piece, perfectly sealed.

As the outline of the roof gradually took shape, the dream of "home" in my heart became clearer and more solid, brick by brick.

Lin Feng ignored the almost overflowing joy on their faces.

In his world, there are only goals and efficiency. The women's high enthusiasm happens to save him a lot of time and energy, which he is happy to see, but he is too lazy to explore the reasons behind it.

Finally, after nearly half a month, a magnificent and spectacular huge wooden house stood proudly on the open ground of the shelter.

It is made entirely of hard ironwood, with a sturdy structure and imposing presence.

Its area is three times that of Lin Feng's main house, and its height reaches an astonishing fifteen meters.

The massive wooden gate was large enough for a yak on the snowy plains to pass through with its head held high.

As for the enormous floor-to-ceiling windows, they are Lin Feng's greatest work.

This huge floor-to-ceiling window alone kept him busy for three whole days.

On the day of its completion, everyone stopped what they were doing and stood quietly in front of this remarkable building.

The women's faces radiated undisguised pride and happiness.

As they looked at the home they had built with their sweat and hope, tears of emotion welled up in their eyes.

"We...we finally have a real home!" Tang Bao could no longer hold back, hugging Qin Lan beside her, crying and laughing at the same time.

Qin Lan's eyes also reddened. She looked at Lin Feng, her lips moving, a thousand words of gratitude ultimately turning into a heartfelt "Mr. Lin... thank you for everything you've done for us."

Lin Feng simply nodded calmly, unmoved by all the praise.

He walked around the house, carefully checking every detail to make sure there was nothing overlooked.

Then, amidst the expectant gazes of the women, he turned around, walked towards the massive wooden door, and pushed it open.

The women thought he was going in to plan the room assignments, and they all held their breath, excitedly awaiting their new life.

However, Lin Feng only went in for a short while before coming out again.

He stood in the doorway, turned towards his own main house, and let out a few soft, distinctive whistles.

The next second, two huge figures rushed out of the main house and ran happily toward Lin Feng.

It's about chasing the wind and chasing the moon!

Now, they were the size of half-grown calves, their silvery-white young feathers shimmering like ice crystals in the sunlight. They affectionately nuzzled Lin Feng's legs, emitting clear, melodious calls.

A rare, genuine smile appeared on Lin Feng's face.

He stepped aside and pointed to the magnificent wooden house behind him.

The two little creatures tilted their heads curiously and tentatively stepped into the "cave" that was new and spacious to them.

They ran around excitedly in the vast space, occasionally flapping their still-developing wings and making cheerful "chirp" sounds.

Lin Feng then carried out a large amount of the softest animal hides and warm moss from his main house and went into the new house, where he laid out a huge and comfortable nest for them in the very center.

Watching the two little ones excitedly rolling around in their brand-new, warm nest, Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

Outside the door, the smiles on the faces of the six women had completely frozen.

Excitement, joy, pride... all emotions, at this moment, were as if frozen instantly by the cold current of the far north, and then shattered inch by inch.

The whole world seemed to have fallen silent.

Only inside the wooden house, the joyful chirping of the Wind Chaser and the Moon Chaser sounded so clear, yet so piercing, like sharp blades repeatedly cutting into their hearts.

After a long silence, Tangbao's trembling, tearful voice broke the deathly stillness.

She mustered all the courage she had in her life, and gazing at Lin Feng's retreating figure, she cautiously asked:

"Mr. Lin...this...isn't this the house built for us?"

Lin Feng slowly turned around, his deep gaze sweeping over Tang Bao's face, which was filled with shock, grievance and confusion, and then over the other five women whose faces were ashen.

He glanced at Tang Bao with surprise, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, and a cold, undisguised sarcasm curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"You think you're worthy?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a red-hot iron hammer, striking every woman's heart hard and shattering their last illusions.

"These are houses built for them."

After saying that, he didn't look at them again, turned around and walked into the magnificent "bird's nest," gently closing the huge wooden door that, to them, was like a barrier between heaven and hell.

Disappointment, humiliation, coldness...

Countless negative emotions, like the fiercest winds of the wind-eroded highlands, instantly swept over the hearts of the six women. They stood there dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning, their faces deathly pale.

It turns out that all my expectations were just wishful thinking.

It turns out that all the sweat and laughter were just footnotes to a ridiculous misunderstanding.

It turns out that in that man's eyes, their value was even less than that of these two immature chicks.

"Why..." Qian Xiaoxiao was the first to break down, squatting on the ground and sobbing uncontrollably.

Only Qin Lan was the first to calm down after the initial shock and pain.

She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the bitterness and humiliation in her heart. She understood better than others that in this cruel world, judging Lin Feng with emotions was a luxurious mistake.

She walked over to the group of people who were still crying and whispered, "Don't cry."

She straightened up, composed herself, and walked to the closed wooden door, raising her hand to gently knock.

A moment later, the door was opened a crack, and Lin Feng's expressionless face appeared behind it.

"What's up?"

Despite the immense pressure, Qin Lan said calmly and respectfully, "Mr. Lin, we dare not aspire to such a house. However, our wooden shed is drafty in many places and cold at night. I know there are still many iron nails left over from this house construction, and I earnestly request that you share some with us so that we can repair the wooden shed ourselves."

She didn't complain or question; she simply made a basic and pragmatic request.

Lin Feng's gaze lingered on Qin Lan's face for a few seconds, and the coldness in his eyes melted slightly.

This woman was smarter and more rational than he had imagined.

"Can."

He turned and went back inside. Soon, he came out carrying a heavy animal skin bag full of remaining iron nails and threw it directly at Qin Lan's feet.

Then he brought out several large rolls of thick, soft animal hides, as well as several pillows wrapped in animal hides and filled with alien plants.

“These,” he said, looking at the women who were still standing there, in his usual emotionless tone, “are payment for building the house.”

After saying that, he closed the door again.

Seeing the nails, animal hides, and pillows on the ground, the women's crying gradually subsided.

Although still disappointed, a complex emotion also rose in my heart.

"Alright, let's get started and fix our home," Qin Lan said to everyone, picking up the tools first.

The women wiped away their tears and silently began to work. They distributed nails and animal hides and returned to their simple wooden huts.

They didn't say another word, but immediately started working, using these hard-earned "rewards" to repair their shelter.

They used nails to re-nail the loose, drafty planks and used the remaining animal hides to seal up the cracks in the walls.

As night fell and the biting wind howled and swept in once again, the small wooden shed was completely different from what it used to be.

The wind can no longer get in.

Six women huddled together, covered with brand-new, thick, soft animal-skin blankets, their heads resting on pillows that exuded a faint, pleasant plant fragrance. An unprecedented warmth enveloped them.

This warmth was earned through their sweat and humiliation.

Listening to the steady breathing of Chasing Wind and Chasing Moon coming from the magnificent eagle's nest not far away, and looking at their own little nest, which was still simple but no longer drafty, they felt a mix of emotions.

Qin Lan opened her eyes and whispered in the darkness, "At least... it's not cold tonight."

Yes, at least it's not cold tonight.

Six women spent the long night in this complex yet realistic warmth.

Lin Feng was lying on the bed in the main room, lazily drinking from a golden wine glass.

Looking at the fruit wine in the golden goblet, a sudden pang of guilt flashed through his mind: "Was what I did a bit too much for them?"

He immediately slapped himself: "I'm such a jerk, how could I be distracted while drinking?"