Zong Shen put the Kite Shield, Hunting Crossbow, and Crossbow Arrow into his personal item grid.
With an Iron Axe in one hand and an Iron Pickaxe in the other, he stood outside the small courtyard.
The Wolf Cavalry Korby was nowhere to be seen.
Only the three foolish farmers were still within a few hundred meters of the small courtyard, gathering resources.
After some education, the enthusiasm of the three farmers for labor had improved to some extent.
Tiezhu was diligently chopping down a tree as thick as a thigh.
Er Gou and Gou Dan, one collecting ma in the bushes, the other using an Iron Pickaxe to arduously gather stones.
Occasionally, they could also dig out a piece of black iron ore.
Zong Shen nodded in satisfaction.
He raised his wrist and glanced at his watch.
He had woken up just in the afternoon.
It was now around 1:40 pm.
The season here seemed to be spring.
The sunlight above was warm and cozy.
