The Eve of Construction

Chapter 2: The Eve of Construction

Though he did not know what kind of a sect this sect actually was, being an otaku with rich experience from his past life, he figured it definitely was not anything bad.

Thus he immediately came clean with his good brother Jiang Youfu, saying that he was about to establish a sect and asking him whether he wanted to join.

As Lin Xiao's longtime follower, upon hearing about this matter, Jiang Youfu naturally agreed without even asking.

Arriving at the spot in the mountain forest where the two of them had set traps yesterday, they indeed saw a small hill chicken paralyzed on the ground and struggling every now and then.

The two immediately got busy.

Once everything was handled, the two sat in front of the campfire roasting the chicken.

Jiang Youfu added firewood to the campfire while asking:

"Brother Xiao, what kind of sect is our sect?"

Lin Xiao thought to himself, I've been telling you about this for days now, and only now do you remember to ask-this just goes to show you're a brother who's lucky to have met me; if it were anyone else, you'd be sold and still helping them count the money without even knowing it.

Right after, he looked at Jiang Youfu with an inscrutable expression: "You'll know once the thatched shed is built tomorrow."

While they were talking, the hill chicken was also roasted, and Lin Xiao hurriedly tore off a large chicken leg and shoved it at him,

"Quick, quick, quick, eat it while it's hot!" Don't go asking him anymore; the system hadn't activated yet, so he didn't even know what kind of sect this actually was.

Jiang Youfu immediately took the chicken leg, eating until his mouth was oily and his forehead was sweating.

After finishing their private meal, Lin Xiao used a lotus leaf to wrap up the entire remaining chicken leg from his own half of the roasted chicken, told Jiang Youfu to wait for his news at home tomorrow, and headed toward his grandfather's house.

By this time it was already around three or four in the afternoon, and having come here for so many years, he still hadn't gotten used to calculating time by the twelve double-hours.

He estimated that his eldest brother Lin Yun was probably still at Grandfather's house learning woodworking with Grandfather.

Although Lin Xiao's grandfather was a thorough and genuine old farmer, in his youth he had studied woodworking for quite a long time in the town under an old master; because the old master had no sons, he treated Old Master Lin like half a son and taught him meticulously, and Old Master Lin's wife was that old master's only daughter.

Back then quite a few people wanted to take her father as their master, yet Old Master Lin's wife took a fancy to Old Master Lin at a single glance-for no other reason than because Old Master Lin was good-looking.

Thus the old master naturally chose the young man favored by his own daughter as his disciple.

Therefore, Old Master Lin's woodworking skills, not to mention within the ten-li radius and neighboring villages, were quite famous in the nearby villages; whenever Master Lin was mentioned, everyone knew it was him.

Yet Old Master Lin's two sons had quite a bit of ability when it came to farming, but stubbornly knew nothing at all the moment they touched woodworking, so Old Master Lin no longer pinned any hopes on passing his craft to his two foolish sons, and could only place high hopes on his grandsons.

Hence, every time there was a lull in farming busywork, Lin Lei of the Lin household's first branch and Lin Yun of the Lin household's second branch would both be following Old Master Lin to learn woodworking.

Coming to Grandfather's house, Lin Xiao glanced into the courtyard, and sure enough.

Eldest brother and eldest cousin were following Grandfather in shaving bamboo strips.

"Grandfather, I've come to see you!" After exchanging greetings with Old Master Lin, Lin Xiao turned his head and greeted his two older brothers.

Old Master Lin knew it was his youngest grandson the moment he heard the voice, leaned the bamboo strips in his hand toward the bench beside him, and said with a dusty face,

"Where has this brat been running wild again? In the middle of this busy spring season at home, you don't even know how to help out, and all day long you only know how to tease cats and provoke dogs... I heard your dad say in the fields this morning that you asked him for a thatched shed-what are you planning to build this thing for?"

Hearing this, Lin Xiao hurriedly pulled out the chicken leg from inside his tunic, placed it on the courtyard bench, and slipped away as he turned around,

"This is a chicken leg to honor you; you must heat it up before eating, otherwise it's too greasy! Oh my, the fire on the stove at home seems not to have been put out yet, I'm heading back first, see you later Grandfather!"

Old Master Lin flicked the bamboo strips in his hands and shook his head,

"This brat..."

Lin Xiao returned home, looked around and saw there were no chores that needed doing, so he pulled a thin wooden stick from the firewood pile, squatted in the courtyard, and started writing and drawing on the ground.

"Since it's called the Myriad Realms Sect Construction System... the focus is definitely construction. Just don't know what kind of sect it is... Myriad Realms... could it be, immortal cultivation? But it doesn't seem like I've ever heard of any matters concerning immortal cultivation in this world..."

Lin Xiao scratched his head with the wooden stick.

Xiushui Village was too cut off from the world.

Aside from weddings, funerals, and the once-a-month bustling market, the villagers rarely left the village.

Moreover, the villagers did not go to the market every single time; they only went when there were many daily necessities at home that needed replenishing, and when the family had some spare money or surplus goods to trade.

Therefore Lin Xiao had no source of information whatsoever.

He didn't even know what the prefecture city was called.

He only knew the town their village belonged to was called Emerald Peak Town, and the county seemed to be called Anqun County.

Lin Xiao shook his head and continued pondering.

"It could also be some kind of martial sect, but no matter what kind of sect it is, some fixed basic constructions are more or less the same.

A sect certainly isn't enough just having a sect site, let alone it being a thatched shed... so afterwards it will definitely add a lot of grounds, hence the required place definitely cannot be too narrow, then I have to choose a good location, it'll be troublesome if the site turns out to be unmovable.

Every household in the village lives quite densely packed together, staying in the village definitely won't do..."

Lin Xiao gazed at the rolling mountains to the north of the village.

This mountain range was huge, and normally the villagers only picked mountain goods on the outer fringes of the mountains; aside from professional hunters, very few people went deep into them, so if he set the site on the hillside closest to the village's mountain, his dad ought to be able to be persuaded... right?

"Next, the most important thing for a sect is definitely people. People needed for management and people for execution. A sect must certainly have disciples and the like, I need to start scouting around for talent..."

Thinking of this, Lin Xiao felt a bit worried; his peers in the village either spent all day teasing cats and provoking dogs without doing proper work, looking like completely unreliable idlers, or else they worked diligently and faithfully at home every day, probably feeling zero interest in his olive branch and perhaps even wanting to pull him along to do chores-steady, hardworking, good lads.

Wondering if eldest brother might be interested...

And Youfu's second older brother...

Let's temporarily set these two as targets for disciple development!

Everything was just waiting for tomorrow's thatched shed to be built!

Before dawn the next day, Lin Dayou was, for the first time ever, uncharacteristically woken up by his youngest son.

In the pitch-black room, Lin Dayou was still half-asleep, but recognized through the sound that the person waking him up was his youngest son Lin Xiao; he squinted his eyes and looked again at the sky outside the window.

Good grief, the moon was still hanging there without completely setting down.

This blockhead who normally wouldn't open his eyes until the sun was three poles high actually woke him up today?

"Not sleeping in the middle of the night-are you possessed by a ghost?"

In the pitch-black room, only Lin Xiao's spirited eyes could be seen; he whipped back Lin Dayou's thin quilt and said:

"Dad! My thatched shed!"

"Hey!" The moment Lin Dayou heard this, his temper flared right up: "You always die a thousand deaths and refuse to get up when told to work, but you remember your thatched shed with such diligence, huh! Believe it or not, I'll whip you straight into a thatched shed yourself!"