In the afternoon, the sunlight gently filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled golden shadows on the ground.

Lu Fan strolled to the brick kiln, and with a hint of anticipation, carefully reached his hand inside.

A warm breeze wafted over. Although the temperature had dropped significantly compared to the previous few days, it was clear that there was still some time before the bricks could be safely removed.

He sighed helplessly, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said to himself with a touch of self-deprecation, "As the saying goes, haste makes waste. It seems I need to be more patient."

Standing beside the brick kiln, Lu Fan gazed into the distance, pondering how to make use of this waiting period.

Unwittingly, his gaze fell on the lush green grass not far away, where Big Horn was leisurely grazing on the grass.

Big Horn is a strong male deer that he successfully tamed and has been a great help to this small wilderness team since joining.

It is gentle and reliable, unlike Lightning which is wild and untamed, or Big Black which is always jumping around. It always silently takes on all kinds of physical work without ever complaining.

Considering that a large amount of cement would be needed for building the house, and that river sand was an indispensable raw material, Lu Fan had an idea.

He strode quickly toward Big Horn, gently stroking its neck as he whispered, "Big Horn, I'm sorry to trouble you to come with me again."

Big Horn seemed to understand him, flicked its tail, and let out a low moo, as if in response: "Don't worry, I've got it covered."

Lu Fan skillfully put a simple pack on Big Horn, picked up two baskets, and then led it towards the river.

Before leaving, he turned back to An Lan and reminded her, "An Lan, I'm going out to dig some river sand. Be careful here by yourself."

An Lan smiled and nodded in response, "Take care too, and come back soon."

Along the way, Big Horn walked with steady steps, occasionally lowering his head to nibble on the tender green grass by the roadside.

Lu Fan, meanwhile, hummed an off-key tune, enjoying this moment of peace and tranquility.

Before long, they arrived at the riverbank.

Before me lay a wide sandy beach, and the river, shimmering in the sunlight, flowed gently.

Lu Fan's eyes gleamed with excitement. He loosened the reins on the horn, letting it roam freely, and quickly threw himself into the work of dredging river sand.

He gripped the shovel tightly with both hands, forcefully scooping up the river sand and pouring it into the basket. Scoop after scoop, the fine river sand gradually filled the basket.

During his sand-digging process, Lu Fan also encountered some interesting little creatures.

A small crab emerged from the sand, waving its two tiny pincers as if to taunt him.

Curious, he crouched down, trying to catch it, but the little crab cleverly darted into a sand hole, leaving him empty-handed.

Lu Fan couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You're lucky you ran fast."

After filling the two baskets with river sand, Lu Fan hung them securely on the pack animals on Da Jiao's back.

Big Horn felt the weight on his back, swayed slightly, and then walked with firm steps toward the shelter.

Back at the shelter, Lu Fan unloaded the river sand and neatly piled it aside.

Looking at the pile of river sand that resembled a small mountain, he felt a great sense of accomplishment.

However, while the delivery speed of Dajiao is not slow, the capacity of the baskets is limited.

In order to store more river sand, Lu Fan rested for a while and then decided to make another trip.

He brought Big Horn to the riverbank again, repeating his previous actions, and filled two more baskets with river sand.

This time, in order to transport more, Lu Fan gritted his teeth and picked up two baskets of sand himself.

It has to be said that the fine sand was quite heavy. Even with Lu Fan's physical strength, carrying these two baskets of sand felt like carrying two small mountains.

Every step I took felt like I was using up all my strength.

However, he didn't give up. After all, how can a man say no?

When he returned to the shelter, the sun was already setting in the west, and a magnificent sunset was spreading across the sky, turning the whole world orange-red.

An Lan was already waiting at the door. When she saw Lu Fan return, she quickly went up to him and said, "You've worked hard. Come in and rest for a while."

Lu Fan carried the sand to the water's edge and piled it up to avoid having to deal with it again tomorrow.

"Hiss, this tangy flavor is the real deal." Lu Fan couldn't help but rub his arm.

As night fell, the wilderness was shrouded in darkness, with only the warm firelight flickering inside the shelter.

Lu Fan and An Lan ate a simple dinner and then began to organize the supplies.

Big Black lay to one side, yawning every now and then, its eyelids drooping, looking sleepy.

Just as Lu Fan was preparing to organize and store his tools, he suddenly discovered that the stone tools he had made earlier were missing.

Those stone tools, such as stone axes and stone knives, were made by him at a great deal of time and effort, and played an important role in the early days of his wilderness survival.

His brows furrowed instantly, his mind filled with doubt.

He searched the shelter carefully, turning over every corner, but still couldn't find any trace of the stone tools.

"An Lan, have you seen my stone tools?" Lu Fan turned to look at An Lan.

An Lan stopped what she was doing and shook her head: "No, think carefully again, where was the last time you saw them?"

Live broadcast room.

"Oh no, something's missing? Did players from other countries sneak over?"

"Wait a minute, if there was a thief, Big Black should have noticed, right?"

"Could it be an Enderman?"

"Don't Endermen only steal blocks?"

Gradually, the topic in the live stream veered off course, and netizens started talking nonsense about all sorts of things.

Lu Fan tried hard to recall, but he just couldn't remember.

He remembered putting the supplies on the shelf a few days ago when he was organizing them.

Although there are now sharper and more durable iron tools, these stone tools have accompanied him through many difficult days, and he has never thought of throwing them away.

He found it very strange that these tools could disappear without a trace.

However, his anxiety lessened slightly when his gaze fell on the iron tools he had acquired earlier.

These iron tools far surpass stone tools in both sharpness and durability.

With them, survival in the wilderness seems much easier.

Although he still had doubts about the disappearance of stone tools, he felt that since better iron tools were available, the importance of stone tools was no longer so great.

So he decided to stop dwelling on the matter and instead focus on his upcoming house-building plans.

He and Anlan sat side by side by the campfire, spread out a simple, self-made blueprint, and began to discuss the layout and design of the house.

The firelight illuminated their faces, outlining the contours of happiness.

Big Black had fallen asleep sometime earlier and was snoring softly.