Time flies and three months have passed.

Outside the Shire village, on the construction site of Wayne Manor, the Hobbits cooperated with each other. The masons, bricklayers, stonemasons, and porters were working hard.

With the joint efforts of the villagers, this huge manor covering an area of ​​nearly 10,000 square meters has completed the most basic infrastructure, and the outermost layer of stone wall has been built.

At the suggestion of Governor Ford Sr., Wayne set aside a large piece of land for growing pipe weed, a specialty plant of the Hobbits. These fragrant plants can be made into a special kind of tobacco after special drying and processing. It is very popular among humans, dwarves and Hobbits, and there is no worry about sales.

For Wayne, even if he cannot sell all his pipe tobacco in Middle-earth, he can still bring it directly back to the Witcher world to sell. He has tried this tobacco before and it tastes mellower than the tobacco in the Witcher world. He is sure that it will be loved by smokers and there is no need to worry about unsalable products.

In addition to the plantations used to grow pipe weed, Wayne also set aside several other plots of land for growing herbs from the Witcher world.

The flow of time here is five times faster than in the demon hunter world. If demon hunters can have a large herb garden of their own, they will no longer lack a supply of herbs in the future.

In addition to the plantation, the largest project in Wayne Manor is the large castle in the center of the manor. Unfortunately, according to Governor Old Ford, the Hobbits are not good at building large stone castles. They are more suitable for building wooden houses. If Wayne really has such a need, the best workers are still dwarves or elves.

Wayne readily accepted the old man's advice. Besides, he also intended to deal with the dwarves in advance, and this incident could be used as an excuse.

However, in addition to the mansion, there are countless things that need to be built inside the manor. Since a large number of Hobbits have been working here for a long time, this place has not only become a place for the Hobbit villagers to work and make money, but also a place for the children in the village to play.

Grandpa Wayne was kind-hearted and specially hired a few Hobbit women to help the workers look after the children and also provided meals for the children.

For him, being able to integrate into this world and gain recognition from the local Hobbits is more important than building a manor and spending some gold.

In this amusement park, his pet, the direwolf cub White Fang, has become the children's favorite star, more popular than the tall and handsome Grandpa Wayne.

Perhaps it is because the lifespan of direwolves is several times longer than that of ordinary wild wolves, which causes their growth cycle to be extended several times.

The six-month-old wolf cub is still in its juvenile form, chubby all over, with furry white fur that feels very comfortable to touch. It has four short legs, black eyes, and a fast-swinging tail. It is very cute, no wonder children love it.

The little thing has a very gentle personality and is very smart when getting along with people. Since it has lacked the pressure of survival since childhood, under Wayne's training, it has become more like a pet that is loved by its owner than a fighting partner.

But the newly born Deathclaw cub is different. From birth, this little thing is destined to be a combat pet born for battle and to fight for its master.

Wayne named it Robin. It is a black male Deathclaw. Since it was a cub, Wayne has fed it with fresh bloody beef. As soon as it grew a little bigger, he took it to the forest to hunt hares, pheasants and other small animals.

Because the environment in the wasteland world is too dangerous and harsh, the infancy of the Deathclaw is quite short. In less than three months, the Deathclaw cub has grown to the size of an adult goat. Due to its innate strong bloodline, in terms of combat power, it is not much inferior to a wild wolf.

And Wayne's efforts were not in vain. Because he hatched the babies himself and accompanied them for a long time, and under the influence of his animal training skills and the special food he personally fed them, the Deathclaw cubs regarded Wayne as their closest person. They were always absolutely obedient to his orders and were very loyal.

However, the situation is different from that of the popular direwolf cubs. The Deathclaw cub is naturally very fierce in appearance, with terrifying claws and sharp fangs. Even though it is the pet of the respected Mr. Wayne, the Hobbit children are quite afraid of this little guy, and even adult Hobbits don't like it.

Because of this, Wayne kept it near the temporary cabin most of the time, acting as Robin to guard the house.

However, unlike other hobbits, Bilbo, who is naturally curious and adventurous, is quite interested in Deathclaw Robin. After confirming that this seemingly ferocious little guy will not hurt any hobbit, he often brings homemade food to the vicinity of Wayne's house to feed the little guy.

Of course, Bilbo's purpose is not simple. In addition to being interested in the Deathclaw cubs, his biggest goal is to learn about the outside world from Wayne.

Of course, Wayne did not refuse this situation. As a descendant of the Baggins family and the Took family, Mr. Bilbo Baggins has a very good reputation among the Hobbits in this area.

By getting along well with him, you can better intervene in future trips to Lonely Mountain and also make a pretty good friend.

At least when it comes to cooking, the two of them get along quite well. They often share their respective specialties and discuss cooking skills with each other. Wayne even feels that if the cooking bonus from the system is removed, his real cooking skills may not be as good as Bilbo, the Hobbit.

On this day, seeing that the time was right, Wayne invited Bilbo and Councillor Old Ford to visit his home.

The three of them enjoyed dinner while chatting about some gossip happening around them. When the meal was almost over, Wayne told the two of them his purpose.

"Bilbo, I am going to Bree in the Old Forest to recruit some dwarven craftsmen."

"Old Ford told me that some dwarven craftsmen who were exiled from the north are working there. I should be able to find them there."

"It may take some time for this journey to return, so I can only leave things here to you two."

Bilbo and Old Ford had actually heard about this matter from Wayne a long time ago, but the fact that he formally proposed it this time must mean that Wayne had already made plans.

So, old Ford stroked his beard, smiled, took a sip of cider, stroked his beard, and said:

"Don't worry, Mr. Wayne. You are a good neighbor of our Shire Hobbiton. Leave this matter to me, an old man. I will help you keep an eye on the construction site."

"The young men in the village are all good guys. They won't be lazy even if you're not around."

Wayne waved his hand to indicate that he didn't care about it. He picked up a glass of wine and toasted old Ford. The fact that Wayne Manor could run so smoothly in Hobbiton until now was largely due to the contribution of this kind and enthusiastic old Hobbit governor.

Bilbo heard this and picked up the wine glass and drank a glass with the two of them, but he asked with some doubt:

"Wayne, Mr. Ford will help you with the construction site, but what do you want to talk to me about? I know nothing about construction sites."

"Of course, I'm not unwilling to help you. As long as there is anything I can help you with, just tell me."

Wayne laughed when he heard that. He blew a whistle, and the Deathclaw cub Robin ran over from the other room, wagging its tail and wagging its tail happily at its master Wayne.

He stroked Robin's head and said to Bilbo:

"Bilbo, you are the closest person to Robin besides me around here. It would be inconvenient for me to take this little fellow with me if I go to Bree alone."

"So I want to temporarily entrust it to you to take care of it for a few days."

"Oh, yes, and my pet direwolf, White Fang."

Bilbo looked at Robin and felt embarrassed at this request.

The direwolf White Fang is okay, he is a cute little guy and every Hobbit likes him very much.

But Deathclaw Robin still looked too ferocious. When he stood up, his height was even up to Bilbo's chest. Looking at his sharp claws and mouth full of sharp teeth.

Facing such a big creature, Bilbo instinctively felt that he might not be able to defeat it. He thought that if he brought it into the village, it might not only scare the children but also easily cause a riot.

If Robin had been a little more naughty, he would have been badly beaten.

Wayne saw Bilbo's concerns, smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Don't worry, Bilbo."

"You don't need to take it home. Just come here regularly every day and feed it."

"Don't be fooled by Robin's fierce appearance. In fact, he has a good personality and is very smart. He has learned to go to the toilet by himself. Without my order, he will not hurt any animals or people."

Seeing that Bilbo was still hesitant, Wayne's heart moved, and he said temptingly:

"Haven't you always been interested in both humans and dwarves?"

"If you agree to my request, I will prepare a gift for you that is unique to humans and dwarves when I return from Bree."

"A gift that will definitely satisfy you."

As he spoke, Wayne smiled and nodded to old Ford.

"Of course, Mr. Ford, I will also prepare a gift for you, how about human red wine and dwarven beer? I know you like drinking the most."

(End of this chapter)