Qing remembered encountering these leaves when she was cutting small sticks. She figured she might as well cut some more sticks to build a bed and pick some of these leaves to dry on the outdoor platform. The summer sun is really strong now, so they can be dried in less than an afternoon.
Without hesitation, he went to the small hill where he had just cut down some sticks, thinking that if he were to make a bed, the sticks should be a little thicker.
Taking out sharp tools, he chopped down a large bundle of sticks in no time, one by one, and then picked some leaves from the side.
No matter how big the tree is, the leaves of this tree are always the same size. I stripped two small trees bare, and got a whole bundle of leaves.
Back inside the cave, the platform felt a bit small, and with so many leaves, it seemed like there wouldn't be enough room to dry them. I could only try to arrange them as densely as possible, and the rest could be dried tomorrow.
He set the stick aside, intending to use it to make a bed after the leaves had dried. He took a steamed bun to fill his stomach and then continued digging the cave on the right.
She was quite satisfied with the cave on the left; it was more than twice the size of the one outside, which served as the living room.
Although the cave looks quite large, it seems insufficient when considering that it needs to store enough firewood to last for six months.
However, if the firewood is chopped into sections and bundled together, it should save some space. At worst, we can just have the robot bundle the firewood we find each time and leave it outside. I think we can store more firewood that way.
I spent the whole afternoon digging in the soil, and except for the occasional trip into my spatial dimension to change things, my hands never stopped.
By the time it got dark, the basic shape was finally taking shape, and the rest was about smoothing out the uneven edges and corners.
He closed the outer door himself and stored all the soil inside his space. He planned to cover up the two rooms a little in the future to reduce the chances of them being exposed.
As for Chun, who already knew, her carefree personality meant she wouldn't care at all, and she wouldn't tell anyone unless there was something wrong.
I'm going to make an appearance tonight, and I'll take the stone bowl to Chun while I'm at it, otherwise I'm worried she won't have a stone bowl to eat from.
Take the two stone bowls and close the door behind you when you leave the cave. The people here don't go into other people's caves casually because they have a strong sense of territory. Even when they talk, they do it outside and won't go into other people's caves to talk.
A cave is a very private place; no one would casually go into someone else's cave except their spouse.
When Chun ran over, this was what surprised her. However, the two were good friends. If it were the original Qing, she might have minded, but she, the one who came later, didn't feel anything.
Following the memory in my mind, I walked for about four minutes and finally arrived at the square where we usually shared food.
Everyone gathered around the campfire in the middle, waiting obediently for their food to be distributed. They found Chun and handed her the stone bowl.
"Qing, thank you for bringing the bowl back. I almost went to your house to find you, but luckily the wind stopped me. I'm sorry about yesterday."
"fine."
Although neither of them said what it was about, they both knew it was because of what happened in the cave yesterday.
"Qing is a young woman now, and she can contribute to the tribe."
"Yes, I'd be happy to contribute to the tribe, but I haven't found a partner yet. We'll talk about it when I do."
"Keep it up, Qing!"
Qing smiled, and I just smiled back without saying anything.
The people in the tribe are too open and honest; no one feels ashamed of such things. If they were ashamed, others would probably think they'd taken the wrong medicine.
It seems that after returning to the system space, she will have to give Little Deer a good scare. Next time, if she doesn't find a better world, she definitely won't do the mission properly. She'll just send it back to the starting point of the mission.
We have to threaten them, otherwise what if the world turns out even worse next time?
After lining up with everyone to receive our dinner, we said goodbye and returned to the cave.
Inside was still a bowl of green porridge, but as the old lady stirred it, you could see chunks of meat inside.
They were cut into very small pieces so that everyone could have some.
Nowadays, we rarely hunt large quantities of prey; we only hunt in the autumn to ensure the prey are well-fed.
The meat was especially plump and juicy back then, and the fur was glossy and smooth.
Back in the cave, once the door was closed, the bowl of green porridge instantly disappeared into the space and was given to the wild boar as before.
The pigs inside are no longer wild boars; after generations of breeding, they are no different from domesticated pigs.
The warehouse was piled high with pork; whenever she saw the extra stuff in the warehouse, she knew that the interval would be quite long this time.
It has been at least 300 years, and grains, herbs, and fruits have been piled up like mountains.
Even the shelves in the corner of the wooden house have been expanded several times, leaving only a narrow passage in the middle. The rest of the house is filled with wooden shelves, densely packed with medicinal wine.
You can imagine how diligent the robot is; it even categorized the medicinal wines by time period and which ones had a longer shelf life.
I filled my stomach inside the space, took a shower, and then came out.
I opened the door and, by the faint moonlight, brought in all the leaves that were drying outside, and then started to tie up a bed.
A large room isn't necessary for one person; 1.5 meters wide and 1.8 meters long is enough.
Sure enough, after the leaves were dried and torn into strips, they were used to tie things up very securely.
Even though it left marks on my hands, it didn't break.
I quickly set up a bed, since I had plenty of wooden sticks, so I tried to make it as sturdy as possible.
After setting it up, the dried leaves were tied layer by layer on the bed.
After bundling all the dry leaves together, it still didn't feel soft enough. It seems I need to add some more, but I'll have to wait until tomorrow.
Lying on the newly built bed, which was much better than the grass I slept on last night, I fell asleep quickly.
The next day, my damn biological clock kicked in again. I was wide awake as soon as it was time to go get breakfast. I really didn't want to go get breakfast in the morning. I wasn't going to eat anyway, so I figured I might as well let someone else have more.
Take the leaves that weren't dried yesterday outside to dry, fill your stomach, and then get to work, fixing up the holes you dug yesterday.
After repairing the cave, I went outside to take a look and saw that the leaves were almost dry, so I went outside again.
He carried back a bundle of sticks and a type of leaf, proving that his strength was increasing and it wasn't just his imagination.
Perhaps because the girl had been working since she was little, her strength was developed through practice. Although she didn't have the strength of someone who had taken a super-strength pill, she was not far off.
Collect the dried leaves and continue drying the fresh leaves. Prepare to dig a hole directly behind the living room.
This turned it into three buildings with three bedrooms and one living room each. The only pity is that she can't dig a toilet inside the cave, so she has been taking care of it in the space for the past two days.
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