He is the Lord of MC, not the God of Light!

Chapter 17 17. The brushing machine is completed!
"Master Ian, you're awake."

In the end, it was Lecia who first noticed Ian. She hurried over with toiletries and wanted to help Ian clean up.

But Ian raised his hand to interrupt Lecia and pointed to the ground with a dark face.

"What's going on with this mess?"

“We dug this.”

Layal was also a little embarrassed and coughed dryly.

"After clearing out a batch of zombies and skeletons last night, we wanted to try out the secret technique you taught us, Master."

“Then why not backfill?”

"Ah? Do you want to fill it up?"

Looking at the confused Leal, Ian sighed.

"This place will be our Dawn Cult's first base in the future. We will use it for a long time, so please pay attention to environmental protection!"

Upon hearing this, Layal hurriedly called Markov and others to fill up the big holes on the ground.

Ian also washed, dressed and ate with the help of maids such as Lacia and Freni.

Having just arrived in the Rodri Continent, he was not used to the aristocratic life of having everything provided for him.

But it must be said that Ian clearly did not have a strong will to resist embalming.

Take eating for example. There is a huge difference in the mental state between eating by a beautiful girl and eating by yourself.

By the time Ian had eaten and drunk his fill, Layal and the others had also filled the big pit.

The plain villages also returned to their flat and spacious state of yesterday.

"Master Ian, the materials dropped by the monsters killed by Butler Layal and his men last night have all been sorted and packed away."

Frannie was holding a small notebook and looking at Ian with a look of begging for praise.

"I sorted them into categories using the box-making method Master Ian taught me!"

Ian glanced at the large boxes neatly placed not far away, then rubbed Frannie's head.

"Excellent, Freni. You are gradually becoming familiar with the rules of survival in the MC world."

"hey-hey……"

Franny raised her head proudly and glanced at Lecia with smug eyes.

"And the thread you requested, Master Ian, is also in that box."

Hearing this, Ian quickly stepped forward and opened the boxes one by one to check them.

It was obvious that Leal and the others hadn't slept all night last night.

There were seven or eight groups of rotten flesh dropped by zombies alone. I guess they were killing like crazy.

However, this thing is of no use other than feeding the dog. At most, I can take it back to the Rodri Continent to see if it can be used for other purposes.

But in addition to the rotten flesh, there is also a set of half bones, some enchanted equipment carried by zombies, and some slime balls.

Other than that, there are a variety of useful but not very useful materials.

There were no precious items, such as creeper gunpowder, etc. Lyal and the others listened to Ian very much.

Never meet a creeper.

Therefore, there are still many creepers wandering aimlessly outside the village.

Overall, a good harvest.

Ian nodded contentedly.

"Bones, slime balls, spider eyes..."

After a pause, Ian said directly:
"Forget it. Move all the materials except the rotten meat into my room and sort them into categories."

"Just leave this rotten meat here until I figure out how to use it."

Leal immediately asked people to move things, then said:
"Also, Master Ian, there were some special circumstances last night."

"Special case?"

"Yes."

Layal pursed his lips, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"We encountered a zombie riding a chicken. It ran pretty fast. Although it was small, it almost beat Markov to death."

"So, Master Ian, I was wondering if the chickens in Dawn Kingdom are special. Should we also breed some chicken knights?"

Ian was silent for a long time, then said quietly:
"You have a horse but you have to ride a chicken? Do you want to play basketball?"

"What is... basketball?"

Ian waved his hand.

"Don't worry, this is normal. As long as everyone is fine, be careful next time. Little zombies just run fast. If you encounter one, use the stepping blocks I taught you to trap it."

"How was your rest last night?"

Lecia moved closer to Ian.

"Master Ian, I was just about to tell you that the beds in Dawn Heaven seem to be very special. As soon as you lie down on them, you can immediately fall into a deep sleep and recover quickly."

"Can we take some beds back with us?"

Ian nodded and said:
"Sure, there should be quite a bit of wool left. You know the crafting chart, so go ahead and make it yourself."

"Okay, today's work is about to begin. Today's work is more important, so let's get started." After saying that, Ian took out the tools he had prepared yesterday and began to give instructions to everyone.

"Markov, take this bucket and go to the lake to fetch water. Make a few trips. Then come back and dig a small pond in the village and fill it with water using the bucket."

"Layal, take someone to cut a hole in the fence and install a door to make it easier for everyone to get in and out. Remember to block it up again with a fence or blocks at night."

"Otherwise the zombies will break down the door."

"Everyone else, go collect some resources from the surrounding area, such as wood, food, and saplings."

"Lecia, take this hoe and lead the men in plowing the land. Dig small holes at regular intervals. Here's the farmland construction plan. Plow according to it."

"Everyone, let's take action."

Everyone who had eaten and drunk their fill was in high spirits.

Even though Layal and the others hadn't slept all night, they didn't feel tired.

Soon, I got into work mode.

Ian went to the workbench and made the tripwire hook necessary for the wire brushing machine.

He also took all the materials for making the brushing machine and began to choose a location in the village.

After walking around for a while, Ian chose an open space on the west side, cleared the blocks on the ground, and started working.

Since its birth, the electric current has been developed for many years in the hands of masters, and as a result, the wire-brushing machine has also evolved to a magical level.

But the brushing machine that Ian knows how to make is the kind that is more difficult to make in the early days.

Use blocks to build a three-block-high, convex-shaped building.

Temporarily place a few blocks at a height of three blocks and install two trapdoors, and the trapdoors must be placed facing the temporary blocks.

Once the trapdoor is open, the temporary blocks can be removed.

And below, build a one-grid-high blocking block that forms the shape of a "凸" character.

After doing all this, Markov also came back with water.

Pour water between the two trapdoors and the middle of the block.

In this way, the preliminary morphological structure is successful.

Seeing that Markov was still watching him build with curiosity, Ian urged Markov to continue fetching water.

Freni can see it, that's because Freni has a certain talent for construction, at least she can copy it.

Markov...

Just be a knight.

Brain-intensive work is not suitable for him.

After doing all this, Ian placed a tripwire hook on the block at the second height and connected it to the line.

Above the trapdoor, place a block and a lever.

Now, the flashing machine is basically done.

After jumping off the line-brushing machine, he found himself surrounded by a lot of people who were looking at Ian curiously.

"Are you done now, Master Ian? I've written it all down!"

Phryne shouted excitedly, holding up her notebook.

“Very clever, but still needs debugging.”

Ian rubbed Furenee's head, took out a pair of scissors, and cut the left thread.

Immediately raise your head and activate the lever.

As the trapdoor lifted, water rushed out instantly, breaking the line connected to the tripwire hook.

A thread fell down.

But after waiting for a long time, Ian didn't see any output from other lines.

I sighed, knowing that this time the flashing machine had failed.

"Master Ian, is that not possible?"

Phryne stared at the flowing water thoughtfully.

"Failed."

Ian nodded slightly and smiled again:

"But this situation is usually easy to resolve."

After that, Ian removed the block above and switched the block and the lever.

This time, he cut the right thread again.

After adjustment, pull down the lever.

In an instant, everyone around looked at the tripwire hook in disbelief.

White threads are flying out continuously.

In just a moment, it fell to the ground.

A piece of thread can be copied dozens of times in minutes.

(End of this chapter)