Night

The reason Fang Bie hadn't crafted stone tools earlier was that he had spent the vast majority of his time building his house and searching for food; however, now that he had discovered coal, things were naturally different.

As the time until sunset drew closer, Fang Bie did not feel the intense anxiety he had on the first day when he rushed to sleep. At the very least, with a house now, those monsters shouldn't be able to approach him easily.

Therefore, after he upgraded to stone tools, the speed at which he mined the coal vein increased significantly. Fang Bie carefully counted them; there were over 20 pieces of coal connected together, which would be a great resource for smelting.

Furthermore, he didn't know if this world had a winter, and if there were no coal, he wouldn't even know how he would survive the cold.

Fang Bie practically raced against time to shove the last piece of coal into his Inventory, not even having the time to pack up the Crafting Table he had left on the ground before rushing into his house.

The last rays of sunlight dissipated at this moment, and the groans of a Zombie could be heard faintly from outside.

Fang Bie hurriedly fumbled to light a Torch. As long as he placed a stick and a piece of coal in his Inventory, it would automatically craft four Torches.

He carefully placed two Torches inside the house, illuminating the small shack until it was bright as day.

Only then did he open the door to peek outside, placing a Torch by the entrance to ensure the area right outside his door was well-lit.

The brightness was actually quite high; he hadn't expected that he would be able to make the interior so well-lit.

Fang Bie listened carefully to the monster sounds outside again, and after confirming that no monsters had spawned nearby, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

According to the rules of MC, monsters would spawn in blocks at least 24 blocks away from him and would actively move toward his direction. Since he had built this house, even if it couldn't prevent monsters from spawning, being able to block them from detecting him was actually quite good.

Only then did he remember his growling stomach. He hurriedly placed stones in a circle on his Crafting Table. Crafting a Furnace in MC wasn't very complicated; eight stones arranged in a circle within the 3x3 crafting grid would successfully create one.

Fang Bie subconsciously made two, placing them to the left and right of his Crafting Table. Using the Crafting Table to make items was no different from crafting them on his own person, except that he could only craft simple things by hand, while the Crafting Table could synthesize most of the items found in the original My World.

Fang Bie placed the mutton he had obtained from hunting earlier into the Furnace, tossed in a piece of coal, and the crackling flames began to burn inside.

This Furnace was incredibly realistic; he could even feel the heat radiating from the flames and could see the piece of mutton smoking on top through the simple stone structure.

"Tsk!" Fang Bie couldn't help but click his tongue. He had been eating nothing but fruit for the past two days, and his mouth was practically begging for flavor. Finally having meat to eat, this was naturally his reaction.

This piece of mutton was huge. As mentioned before, it was half the size of a person. Although it wasn't very thick, it was enough to make a person eat until they were stuffed.

Fang Bie sat beside the Furnace, quietly waiting for the mutton to roast. His seat was made of stairs; each step in this world was half a meter high, which served perfectly as a stool. By placing another block nearby, he had a makeshift table.

The time was exactly the same as in the game. Just as the time needed to chop a tree had been increased from two or three seconds to a full minute, the roasting time, which should have only taken ten seconds, was also extended to five or six minutes.

But Fang Bie had endured the entire day, so he certainly didn't mind these measly five or six minutes. He even felt a bit refined, using wood to craft himself a bowl.

Three wooden planks could make four bowls, and one log could be converted into four planks, so he didn't waste many resources.

However, when he took that large piece of mutton out of the Furnace, he felt a bit troubled. With such a large piece of meat and no tools in his hands, how was he supposed to cut it?

But how could such a small problem stump a foodie from the great land of China? Fang Bie quickly used the Crafting Table nearby to craft a Stone Sword. He didn't use the wooden sword he had used for hunting, choosing instead to use the brand-new Stone Sword as a cutting tool.

After all, no one knew if there were bacteria in this world. He was all alone, and if he got sick, he feared there would be no hope of survival.

"But this game doesn't seem to have a 'sick' status. Forget it, don't think about it, eat first!" Fang Bie smelled the fragrant mutton, his appetite greatly stimulated. He picked up two chopsticks made from sticks and shoved a piece into his mouth.

"Mmm... tastes about the same as the mutton sold on the street, but even more fragrant!" Fang Bie nodded with great satisfaction. Although there was no staple food, being able to eat cooked food already made him feel very happy.

However, just as he shoved the second bite of mutton into his mouth, the sound of a Zombie outside made him feel a bit nervous.

The sound had clearly been far away outside just a moment ago, but now it had already reached the foot of the hill not far away. How could he not be nervous?

He hurriedly put down the mutton in his hand, took out some extra stone he had mined while digging for coal, and blocked the wall where the door was located tightly.

His house wasn't large—just an 8x4x4 cube, a rectangular shape. One wall was filled with chests, one wall had the door, and the other two walls had two holes left as windows, which he had already blocked with wooden planks.

And this wall that was originally the door was now sealed tightly with stone, forming a perfect 4x4 stone wall, which made the Zombie groans from outside sound much quieter.

If it weren't for the fact that oxygen in this world seemed to ignore spatial distance, he would have suffocated long ago doing this.

However, as a veteran MC player, Fang Bie had naturally anticipated such things, so this was all part of his plan.

He sat down and comfortably finished the mutton in his bowl, then put the remaining roasted mutton into his backpack. This was another situation completely different from the game.

In the game, a piece of meat would be eaten in a few bites; how could it be divided into several portions like this, looking like it could last for many days?

And when this mutton entered his backpack, the name automatically changed to "partially consumed Cooked Mutton." It seemed this realistic world had a very good self-correction ability.

Fang Bie certainly didn't dare to go out for water at this time. After tidying himself up a bit, he went to bed and fell into a deep sleep.

This bed was still quite good; no matter who it was, as long as they lay on the bed at night, they could have a good sleep.