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nBobby and Monn stood in front of a river called the “water source”.

nOn their faces were the similar indescribable expressions.

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nThey should have known that in the eyes of the orcs a source of water, would not be a small stream.

nAt the very least, it had to be a long river.

n“Shall we dig a tree hole, live in a cave, or building a cottage?”

nMonn shook his head. He squatted down and picked up a handful of water. He put it to his mouth and tasted it.

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nThe water looked very clean, and it tasted sweet.

nIt was enough to prove that the water was really a mountain spring and had not been polluted.

nHowever, if they had to stay here for a while longer, they had to determine where to live now.

nThey heard what Balsa said just now.

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nIt was going to be the rainy season soon.

nWhich meant continuous rain and rising of water surface.

nNot only did they have to determine where to live in the shortest time possible, but they also had to determine the material of the house.

n“Build a treehouse.”

nBobby casually answered without much thought.

nHe gave Monn a two-in-one.

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nMonn didn’t know whether to laugh or cry as he looked at Bobby.

n“Do dogs know how to climb trees?”

nMonn was both amused and angry.

n“This place is too close to the water source.”

nBobby’s eyes were still staring at the flowing river in front of him.

n“Yeah! It’s too close. But if it’s too far from the water source, it’s very troublesome to drink and use water.”

nMonn also felt very troubled.

n“I’m an ice-type.”

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nBobby looked at Meng en coldly.

nThe meaning was very clear.

nWhy are you so obsessed with the water source when you have a human-shaped, portable water source already.

n“You haven’t adapted to the spiritual energy here yet! If you use too much strength, your body won’t be able to handle it.”

nMonn felt like an old woman who had her heart broken from worrying too much.

nThis dog was really worrisome.

nDon’t think that just because you’re cute and fluffy, I can tolerate you.

nOK.

nIt’s true.

nBecause this big fluffy was acting cute and didn’t know it, he was extra patient with this fluffy.

nAfter listening to Monn’s explanation, Bobby didn’t say anything this time.

nIndeed, ever since he came here, the pure spiritual energy here had been stimulating his body.

nIt made him very uncomfortable.

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nOtherwise, he wouldn’t have transformed into human form.

nIt was really that staying in his beast form had absorbed too much spiritual energy due to the larger body. It hurt so much that he could not hold it.

nIt was the pain like having his tendons dug out and bones pierced.

n“Do you know how to build a house?”

nMonn looked at Bobby eagerly.

nHe remembered clearly that Bobby was the lowest-level orc.

nThe orcs of the lower class had been doing infrastructure since they were young.

nThey were helping to build their own clan.

nWherever there was hard labor, tiring work, and work that no one else would take, they would be there.

n“What do you want to do?”

nBobby didn’t answer Monn’s question but asked him instead.

nHe didn’t know if it was his imagination.

nWhen Monn spoke to him in this tone, it was most likely that he had some bad idea and wanted his labor.

n“Build a house!”

nMonn answered confidently.

nBobby only looked at Monn and did not answer him if he knew how to build a house or not.

n“Look! We have to stay around the water source, right? And we have to stay here for a while at least until your body can fully adapt to the spiritual energy here.”

n“This time won’t be too short. So we have to build a waterproof, strong, and cold-resistant house here.”

nMonn walked to a few particularly lush, unknown trees beside him and touched the strength and toughness of their trunks.

n“You want to build a house here?”

nBobby couldn’t believe his ears.

nThis Archbishop wanted to build a house here with just the two of them.

nNo, or to be more specific.

nThis Archbishop wanted him to build a house by himself.

nAnd it had to be built according to this archbishop’s request.

nAlthough the archbishop’s words sounded nice.

nHe really just wanted to be an audience that supervised the construction.

nAnd he wanted Bobby to be the one that would do the work.

n“I don’t know how to build a house. I refuse.”

nBobby didn’t care how Monn reacted or what he thought.

nAnyway, he wouldn’t agree to be a coolie.

nAll he had to do was transform into his beast form for one winter, one rainy season.

nThere was nothing special about it.

nHe could get through it.

nHe had a body full of fur.

nHe himself had the ice attribute.

nHe was born with cold tolerance.

nThere was no need to waste time and effort to build a house.

n“Tsk. That’s not right. Who am I doing this for? It’s all for you. How can you take advantage of me and still pretend to be innocent? You’re destroying the unity of the two of us.”

nHearing Bobby’s tone, Munn knew that Bobby knew how to build a house.

nAs long as Bobby knew how to build a house, it would be easy.

nMunn had already started to look around for clay that could replace concrete.

nWhen he was in the church, he had seen a book that recorded the history of the development of the past.

nIn that book, it was recorded that people first lived in caves, then built houses out of stones, and then built houses out of wood.

nThen they began to try to build houses out of clay.

nBut there were many years between them.

nThey passed by many tribes on their way here.

nThose tribes lived in tents made of animal skins.

nIt was probably their way of living before humans lived in caves.

nAt this time, humans could not write and did not have any recorded consciousness.

nThat was why there were no previous records.

nShould I help develop the civilization here? Monn thought.

nMaybe that was why I came here.

nThe arrangement of the heavenly axiom was never without reason.

nAs a bishop, I must not neglect my duty.

nPreaching and spreading the light is my job.

nLooking at my pitiful points, I have to work hard.

nLet’s start with building a house!

nBuilding a house should require wood and bricks.

nThere are no bricks here, stone should be able to replace them.

nThen there is clay.

nTo be honest, Monn was only able to talk about it on paper.

nHe had never even seen the construction process of a house, let alone building one.

nThe reason he dared to do so was entirely because of Bobby.

nNever underestimate the skills of an orc who survived from the bottom of society.

nMonn had heard that the bottom-level orcs of the orc race were almost all-rounder.

nWhether it was war, hunting, infrastructure, babysitting, making clothes, cooking, growing vegetables, doing farm work…

nThere were really only things you couldn’t imagine, not things lower-level orc couldn’t do.

nThe more lower-level orcs who could do, the longer they lived.

nTherefore, the lower-level orcs would desperately learn all kinds of skills.

nIf they become more useful, they wouldn’t be abandoned by their race so early.

nThis led to the lower-level orcs who survived in many races being generally older. The younger ones were sent to the battlefield because they knew less stuff.

nThe younger they were, the less time they had to learn things. The less they knew, the less chance they had to live.

nOn the other hand, the older you are, the longer they have to learn, the more chances they have to learn, and the less likely they are to be sent off to war, the more likely they are to live.

nThis leads to a vicious cycle.

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