Once the last screw was tightened, a brand-new two-story house stood on the patch of ground that had once held nothing but a shabby tent.
The exterior walls were built with two layers of wooden planks and stone slabs, with dry moss mixed with resin packed between them to provide insulation and keep out dampness.
Thick stone slabs covered the roof, secured with vine ropes so they would not easily come loose even during the tremors common in the Dungeon.
A small balcony extended from the second floor, enclosed by a railing, offering a view of the entire camp.
"Now it finally feels a little like home."
Greg nodded in satisfaction as he looked at the house before him, then pushed open the front door and turned to beckon to everyone behind him.
"Come on in and have a look. After all, this is what we built together!"
At his words, the Student Council members filed inside, eager to admire the results of their hard work.
The first floor held a spacious living room, with a stone fireplace right in the center. Dry firewood had already been placed inside, ready to be lit at any time.
To the left stood a long oak dining table, large enough for more than a dozen people to eat together.
On the right, several luxurious sofas Catherine had sent down and a few rocking chairs were arranged around the fireplace, forming a comfortable sitting area.
A separate kitchen had been partitioned off at the back of the living room, equipped with a stove, work counters, and storage cabinets, along with every pot, bowl, and utensil they could need.
"Oh my goodness, I can't believe we actually made something this amazing!" A girl ran her hand over the smooth oak tabletop, her eyes filled with