Preparations Before Heading to the Village

When Fang Bie woke up in bed once again, he could already hear the somewhat noisy sound of chopping vegetables outside, along with the ceaseless gurgle of running water.

Yinsen was quite good at making breakfast. Especially with the bread and milk they'd brought along and the vegetables picked from the fields, he could usually prepare a hearty, nutritious Western-style breakfast before Fang Bie even got up.

It was already the tenth day, but Fang Bie hadn't rushed off to the village downstream. In fact, he wasn't in much of a hurry. The things around his house were his top priority right now.

He and Yinsen had spent a day building three houses together. The passage of time in this world now matched the rate in Tony's world, so if the playboy ever felt like coming over to stay for a couple of days, there'd be somewhere for him to sleep.

The next day, they expanded the storage area and moved the Stone Portal outdoors, leaving a row of spaces for future portals.

Fang Bie had other ideas in mind. In the future, he could put things like a Nether Portal here, essentially setting aside a platform for portals.

The portals from Nevermine, as well as those to Heaven, Mining World, Spirit World, Twilight Forest, and various other places, could all be built here.

Fang Bie had a strong feeling that this world couldn't have Food Craft as its only mod. There had to be others, but he'd have to investigate or meet certain conditions to find them; they wouldn't simply reveal themselves.

After a day of sorting and expanding, the two of them put their belongings into separate chests and labeled them with item frames. They also set aside plenty of chests for materials they'd need in the future.

As for the things they'd brought from Tony's world—mainly clothes, food, and daily necessities—they put them in the small wooden house beside them, which they planned to use as a kitchen and dining room.

Fang Bie finally started looking into Food Craft. But its tools required not only iron but also redstone, so the two of them spent another day mining.

They returned to the tunnels in the same iron ore vein as before. Fang Bie dug out a small coal vein nearby, giving them enough coal.

They still hadn't found any redstone or other ores, so Fang Bie had to give up on researching Food Craft for now. Instead, he spent his time luring the cows and sheep grazing on the grassland.

A few days earlier, once the wheat had ripened, Fang Bie and Yinsen had cleared two plots on the grassland, one for raising sheep and the other for cows.

They planned to move the farmland beside the house down to the grassland once they had time. The area around the house would then be used only for work and living, not farming. For now, though, they'd make do with things as they were.

Besides the two sheep pens and the cow pen on the grassland below, Fang Bie had planted two small plots of wheat nearby and placed a couple of chests there. That way, they wouldn't have to run up to the house whenever they needed to grow wheat or feed the animals.

They had also reorganized the farmland by the front door, grouping the different plants together and planting the various vegetables in neat rows. For anyone with a touch of OCD, it was a wonderful sight.

"Fang Bie, are we going to that village you mentioned today?" Yinsen was very interested in the village. He'd been asking Fang Bie for days when they would go and what it was like.

Fang Bie patiently explained it all to him. He needed to be fully prepared, after all. If this MC world was running a more advanced version, they might run into guardians or things like Iron Golems.

Fang Bie nodded. "Yeah. After we eat, we'll get ready to head to the village. Bring the tools and food we'll need. I'll take some Stone, and you take some wood. Then go grab two beds. If all goes well, we might stay in the village for a couple of days."

"Sure. I'll pack some food to take with us." Yinsen pushed up his glasses.

Tony had originally prepared a pair of very futuristic-looking laser glasses for him, but they'd been damaged after he came to this world, so he'd had to put on his old glasses again.

Fang Bie had talked to him about it, too. They'd decided that the next time they went to Tony's Earth, they'd get Yinsen two spare pairs to keep here, just in case anything happened.

But a few days ago, Yinsen had told Fang Bie that wearing his glasses seemed to make him dizzy. It seemed his eyesight had improved somewhat, creating a mismatch between his eyes and the lenses. When he took the glasses off, everything looked much clearer.

Could the food in this world—or the air—help restore eyesight? Fang Bie could only wonder. Either way, it was a good thing, so he didn't dwell on it.

He casually tossed his bowl aside. He'd once thought about washing the dishes, but oil didn't even seem to exist as a property in this world. Whether the bowls were washed or not, they looked no different.

Although they could still detect fat in their food, they couldn't actually touch it in everyday life, so he stopped worrying about it.

Fang Bie skipped that chore and tossed the bowl straight into the nearby infinite water source. It would flow down with the water into the hopper, then be stored in the chest beneath it.

That way, all they had to do was get clean bowls from the chest below every so often, and they didn't even need to clear the table after meals.

Fang Bie turned and took a few bones from the chest where monster drops were stored. They were bound to run into monsters in the mine, since no matter how they placed the Torches, there would always be shadowy corners the light couldn't reach.

Fang Bie had collected nearly thirty bones by now, all contributed by the little Whites lurking in the narrow mine tunnels.

Speaking of which, Fang Bie felt a shiver and rubbed his head. More than a dozen arrows had been stuck in it by now. His personal stats didn't include bleeding, but getting hit in the head and having an arrow stuck in it was still unpleasant.

When Yinsen first saw it happen, he was almost scared out of his wits. Especially when Fang Bie turned around with a helpless look on his face, then rushed over and beat the Zombie to death—it had terrified him.

But it only looked frightening. Fang Bie wore a full set of iron armor, and even an arrow from a Skeleton Archer couldn't take half a heart from him. It wasn't much of a threat.

Eventually, even Yinsen got used to it: Fang Bie would have arrows stuck in him, say nothing, kill the monster, then carry on working with arrows all over him until they naturally fell off and disappeared.

"Let's go!" Yinsen was more excited than before, probably because it was his first time going out. He grabbed his bow and started down the mountain.

"There's a boat in the river below. Don't go wandering off!" Fang Bie called after him, following with the bones in hand.