Carlos can remember more 　　than Hoffman, and it's that thing with Eboue and Boudreau that Carlos remembers the most!

　　Though now with all the yummy food and the show of water elemental magic, all traces of those things have disappeared!

　　But Carlos is confident that the traces of what happened with Eboue and Budri won't go away!

　　Following his memory, Carlos found the pit that Eboue and Boudreau had smashed out of when they both fell!

　　Even with the net as a cushion, the weight of Ebbel's rat still managed to leave a mark!

　　This is proof enough that everything last night was real and happened!

　　With this pit as evidence, and with Carlos describing it to the best of his ability, Shelia finally remembered the horrific memory that used to take her breath away!

　　That real touch couldn't be a ghost or a poltergeist, and the thought of it lowered the panic inside of Shelia, knowing that it was a clear race made it less frightening.

　　Having established that they were real, the deathly silence was now even harder to explain!

　　"I remember that clan leader yesterday said that it was the rule of their race to go out by day and it's daytime now so they're all resting."

　　Carlos made a reasonable assumption, combining the limited information he knew.

　　Shelia, Hoffman, and Avril all felt that Carlos had leaned a bit on that.

　　"So what are we going to do now, are we going to wait here until the night and wait for them to come out again?

　　That would be boring!"

　　Hoffman said.

　　"Waiting is the way to go, there are still a lot of things you don't understand and have to ask about, but you can't just wait for nothing!"

　　Carlos said lightly.

　　"We need our own house, we can't keep having open-air parties!"

　　Carlos said.

　　"That's right, these houses are either too small or too big, indeed none of them are suitable for us to live in, if we want to live here for a long time, a house of our own is a must!"

　　It was rare for Shelia to support Carlos' idea.

　　Everyone was set on building a house, but they didn't have an idea in mind about how to do it.

　　Shelia was a noble lady and had never thought about how she should build a house, and Hoffman was like a security chief, all limbs and no brains, and no such thing.

　　Avril well, she is a rare healing magician, in principle, in addition to Shelia, the rest of the second noble is Avril, Avril is not a nobleman, but better than a nobleman!

　　Such a person could not be expected to have any knowledge about building a house.

　　So the burden of building a house naturally fell on Carlos's body, Carlos's previous life is not a will build a house, and even if it will, the need for reinforced concrete, cement, red bricks, these basic materials, this world can not have anything!

　　It's still hard for a coquette to cook without rice!

　　Not to mention that Carlos himself is not overly skilled!

　　In case of a tofu-dreg project, the whole house collapsed, that would be too bad!

　　Carlos looked at his attribute panel, wanting to see what skills could help him, but as a result, after searching for half a day, Carlos realized that within so many of his skills, there was not a single one that had an earth attribute!

　　If you want to say that it is useful for building a house, it can only be the third-order Thorn Vine Man, the house made of wood is too unsturdy, and the thorns are also strange, Carlos thought about it, and decisively gave up the idea of using Thorn Vine Man to build a house.

　　Thinking about it, Carlos felt that it was still the most comfortable house from when he was once a human, and Carlos decided to make a house in this world in the sense of his former life!

　　You can also add a little bit of this world's philosophy into it, with styles and patterns built right into your own tortoise shell, which can add a little bit of security!

　　The first is to build the foundation, the foundation should have several requirements the most basic is stability, the foundation should have the ability to prevent the generation of overturning, destabilization aspects.

　　Then there is strength, the foundation should have a high enough pressure bearing capacity, and finally deformation, in different parts of the foundation settlement of the difference should not be too large, otherwise it will lead to cracking or deformation of the upper part of the building!

　　With those elements established, Carlos set out to find a good place to lay the foundations; the Mythic Rat People loved to tunnel, just like that patriarch, Erlangist, did last night when he came out of the ground!

　　There must have been so many places underneath this land for them to have dug through, all Carlos had to do was try to avoid those places, it was easy to crumble the foundation from where there were tunnels, Carlos didn't want to become a homeless orphan later!

　　So Carlos tapped on the ground like he was picking out a watermelon, judging whether it was solid underneath by listening to the sound!

　　After trying for a long time, Carlos finally planned a plot of land that was around twenty meters in diameter, which worked out to be about four hundred square meters, which should be enough!

　　A dozen Bell Bear Clan and Carlos work together, soon dug out the pit for this foundation, Carlos found that the soil here is relatively dry, not clay soil, tends to be sandy soil, there is no adhesion, so deliberately put a few rounds of frozen spit down, in the sun's baking, the ice turned into water, Carlos used this to improve the soil a little bit for the sake of easy to mold.

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　　Carlos also found a lot of tiny stones, which he fastened to the inner walls of this foundation, and then filled in and tamped it down, so that a little base Carlos had in mind was completed, followed by the so-called four walls of the house!

　　Originally Carlos wanted to try his hand at firing red bricks, but struggled with the lack of a kiln and had to give up, and without a small, small brick, Carlos went the other way and used large boulders to make a complete wall!

　　On the Northern Plains, huge stones were found everywhere, and Carlos carefully selected the kind that were very large, refining and sanding them piece by piece with the Breaking Chopper, Carlos handpicked four boulders made of roughly the same material to use for three walls and a roof.

　　Carlos had deliberately mimicked the indentation in his back in his sanding so that it looked a little more sensual, and while it objectively didn't provide any protection, it was a psychological relief to look at it as if his own tortoise shell was protecting him!

　　Carlos is constantly busy, the Bell Bear warriors are also contributing, and Shelia and Avril, in addition to applauding and cheering on the sidelines, it seems to have no role, do not want to be treated as sitting on their own, they deliberately find work for themselves, and now the house is not yet built, but the two of them first thought of how to "decorate", how to become better looking! The house has not been built yet.

　　The two of them certainly didn't know what decorating was, and Carlos had never thought about that aspect of it; as far as he was concerned, having a place to sleep was the top priority, so how could he care to think about that?

　　Carlos thinks of things in terms of how practical they are, these two think of how aesthetically pleasing they will be!

　　The values are totally different. Maybe that's the difference between men and women!

With Carlos' efforts, a house that could be called a luxury villa was built, but of course, by luxury Carlos simply meant size!

　　In the future, this will be Carlos's base in the northern wilderness, now it's just a framework, and later on, it will be slowly repaired, divided into different types of residences, warehouses, meeting halls, and so on, will be slowly built up.

　　These detailed work can not be rushed, today will be done here, busy day, Carlos and Hoffman are very some tired, Hilia and Averill energy is still very strong, in the just established next to the rough embryo sample house do not know what to say.

　　Carlos lay on the ground, his eyes lowered as he watched the sun disappear over the horizon, and the day passed.

　　Night quietly descended, bright moonlight spread on the ground, as if to the earth wrapped in a layer of silver frost, the breeze gently, bringing a touch of soothing coolness.

　　At night, Carlos and his party all stayed in the house that had just been built, which was large, and although it was empty inside, the good thing was that it didn't leak, and largely enhanced the sense of security.

　　"Knock, knock, knock!"

　　Carlos' residence welcomes its first guest since it was built.

　　Carlos wanted to see who was out there and was about to look when he realized that he had forgotten to add a cat eye like setting when he installed the door, Carlos cried out in regret and hunted for the most important setting to be added tomorrow.

　　At this time to open the door, Carlos only opened a small slit, first to observe, or to prepare, after pulling open a crack, but Carlos did not see anyone, just when Carlos thought that knocking on the door of the person gone, knocking again sounded!

　　It gave Carlos a jolt of fear!

　　"What's going on here, how come I can't see anyone if I can hear voices?

　　!"

　　Carlos said suspiciously.

　　After looking carefully through the doorway to no avail, Carlos followed the sound downward just in time to see Eranster preparing to knock on Carlos' door again with the emerald-adorned cane in his hand.

　　After seeing the person coming, Carlos decisively opened the door to greet, people at least is also the head of a clan, to more or less give some face.

　　"May I ask what you want?"

　　Carlos asked politely.

　　"First of all I am surprised that you are actually going to settle here, why is that?"

　　Ernst looked puzzled.

　　"I thought I told you I was here to be a lord!"

　　Carlos responded flatly, his tone even but loud.

　　"Young man, are you serious?

　　!"

　　Erlangist still looked incredulous.

　　"I'm not a jokester!"

　　Carlos responded calmly.

　　"Well then, regardless of your ridiculous idea of being a lord for the time being, if you live here, we are also considered neighbors, and as a neighbor, I think it is necessary for me to let you have a rough idea of Kitsuhara, and after listening to it, perhaps your thoughts will change subtly!"

　　Erlangist said with a sigh.

　　"You come in and talk."

　　Carlos sidled up and reached inward to invite Elenst to come in and talk.

　　Elenster didn't make himself at home and walked right in, his long robes trailing on the floor, Carlos carefully lifted Elenster's overly long tail robe for him and Elenster turned back to thank him softly.

　　The crowd sat around, the tall Bellbearers even sitting down were half a head taller than the standing Eranster, and as a sign of respect they deliberately bowed their heads and listened to Eranster's story of what kind of stories were told in the land known as the Northern Plains.

　　"The Northern Plains is located directly north of the Orc Empire, although it is a vast area, but most of it is heavy saline land that cannot grow crops, the land that can be used to grow food crops in the Northern Plains is even less than ten percent of the total area, living here, the first thing we need to do is to solve the most basic problem of survival!

　　There's simply no food here that will satisfy you if you have to live here for a long time, especially since the Bell Bears are such big eaters!"

　　Ernst looked at Hoffman with a worried look.

　　"Shouldn't the soil of the Northern Plains be the same as that of the Central Plains?

　　Besides, the land here isn't particularly fertile, but it's not as bad as you make it out to be!"

　　Avril said.

　　"What an observant little girl, this is just the outskirts of the Northern Plains, where there is that fruitful, less than ten percent of the cultivated area, and if you go further in, you'll see that what I'm saying is true!"

　　Erlangist said with a smile.

　　"Even if that's the case, then the soil quality in the Northern Plains shouldn't be so much different from that in the center, why is the soil quality in the Northern Plains so bad?"

　　Shelia said in disbelief.

　　"It's all because of the royal family of the Sea Nation on the northern coast, the Sea Spirit Clan, ah!

　　They call that part of the sea that extends from the northern part of the Tiburon Sea to the depression of the continent the Sea of Watch!

　　It is the paradise of the Sea Spirit Clan, who take pleasure in unleashing the ocean tides, and the innate ability of the Sea Spirit Clan allows them to easily conjure up monstrous waves, and large quantities of seawater rush into the lands of the Northern Plains, driven by the waves!"

　　"Land that has been flooded with seawater for a long time becomes heavily saline, and over the years, the waves have continued to encroach and the seawater has flooded into the land, and that's what's prevented food crops from growing!"

　　Erlangist said with a sad face.

　　"Why would the Sea Spirits do that?"

　　Carlos asked.

　　"There's no reason for it, it's just for fun, the Sea Spirits are the elves of the sea floor, each of them possesses strong water magic abilities, and it's their Sea Spirit tribe's pleasure to play tricks on the creatures on land.

　　They only see land creatures as toys for their amusement, and the sorry state we are in as we are buffeted by the waves will amuse them!"

　　Erlangist said sadly.

　　"This is too much, can't we fight back?"

　　Carlos was very angry when he heard this, he was most disgusted with this kind of bullying.

　　"It's useless, there's no doubt that the Sea Spirit Race is powerful in the sea, and the Orc Race is no match for them in the sea!"

　　Erlangist said with a sigh.

　　"So it's just a matter of holding back?"

　　Carlos asked.

　　"Or what?

　　Young man, you haven't experienced it, you don't understand the despair when facing the ocean, when you have experienced it, perhaps you won't have the thought of resisting!"

　　Erlangist said.

　　"One person may not be able to do it, but don't we have a huge orc empire behind us?

　　Isn't the entire empire powerful enough to do anything against the Sea Spirits?"

　　Carlos said emotionally.

　　"Hm!

　　If the Empire really did something, we wouldn't have to be sidelined!"

　　Erlangist grunted, seeming rather resentful.

　　"Imperial handwritten notes are not even as useful as scraps of paper in the Northern Plains, and from that you can see what role the Empire has actually played in the Northern Plains!"

　　Erlangist said indignantly.

　　"Uh, well . Maybe the Empire has some scruples too."

　　Carlos said awkwardly.