I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses! Chapter 340: New Ability

"Huh, could this be the earth elent..." Eric was also stunned, staring straight without blinking, and began muttering to himself.

As if hearing his words, these small gray-brown dots crowded closer to him. Clearly lacking physical substance, Eric felt as though he was being surrounded.

"Do you guys want to help?"

He asked tentatively.

If Evan could see this, he would definitely laugh - planning to use words to communicate with magical elents again. Even other mages using those obscure incantations found it very difficult to communicate with them.

The earth elents were sowhat more stable than other elents. They didn’t bounce around to show joy, but just flew up and down calmly.

Eric really didn’t know the incantations for earth magic. Fortunately, his magic power and ntal strength had increased a lot now, so he tried commanding the earth elents to fill the pit based on the feeling of casting other types of magic.

During the fight, Arthur’s final punch had trendous force, scattering the soil from the pit everywhere.

At this mont, the layer of soil spread on the ground seed to have life, automatically crawling towards the pit. When the farthest pile of soil also fell into the pit, this piece of land returned to being flat, as if nothing had ever happened.

Arthur, who was imrsed in joy, was also awakened by this movent. He said in surprise: "Eric, you learned earth magic again. Sure enough, you are the most amazing."

Suddenly learning earth magic this ti was just like when he suddenly awakened the Ice elent; Eric also didn’t know what to do. But this was a good thing anyway. After regaining his composure, he stared at his hands and said happily:

"That’s right, I know earth magic! If only I knew earlier, plowing the land would have been so much more convenient!"

He was happy, and Arthur was happy for him too. Seeing him jumping up and down on the spot, Arthur stepped forward, hugged him, and spun him around a few tis.

His movents were too fast; by the ti Eric realized it, he had already been picked up. He hurriedly punched Arthur’s head a few tis:

"What are you doing? Put down quickly! I am a person with a partner. If others see this, they will definitely misunderstand as a two-tir. My reputation will be ruined!"

Eric didn’t think much of it, just assuming Arthur was happy for him, only that the celebration was a bit excessive.

Arthur didn’t resist being hit. The mont he hugged Eric, his heart beat wildly with excitent. It took a long while before he put Eric down.

It was just that hearing Eric ntion a partner, Arthur’s heart suddenly sank.

He didn’t know why he had this feeling. He just stared blankly at Eric, feeling as if a hole had been gouged in his chest, with cold wind blowing straight in.

"What’s wrong? I didn’t scold you, did I? It’s just that our actions weren’t very appropriate."

Seeing his strange expression, Eric asked.

He knew Arthur couldn’t rember the past, and his EQ had definitely dropped accordingly. Naturally, he wouldn’t be angry at him for this.

On the contrary, why did Arthur’s face beco so unsightly? Eric reflected on himself; it seed he had already snapped at him once just now...

"Alright, alright, I still have to thank you for helping solve a big trouble just now. I’ll cook sothing delicious for you this noon!"

Eric patted Arthur’s shoulder. This guy loved gourt food the most; cooking him a good al would surely make him happy again.

"Eric, how is it? I improved the formula a bit again. Is the toilet paper whiter than before?"

The Dwarf’s voice ca from inside the paper workshop. Eric looked through the gap in the courtyard wall where the gate hadn’t been installed yet, waving the paper in his hand:

"Not bad. Just follow what I said and see if you can make it into a long strip and roll it into a roll. That way it will be more convenient to use."

"..."

Silence represented everything, but the Dwarves had never feared difficulties. Several Dwarves encouraged each other and continued tinkering beside the machines.

In the pulp beating workshop, about a dozen people from the Cat and Mouse tribes were stirring the paper pulp, putting chopped reeds into the grinder.

In a room next door, people from the Cat and Mouse tribes were continuously washing and settling the paper pulp, with dirty water flowing out through the drain.

There was a well in the courtyard, making it very convenient to get water.

The paper workshop already had an initial scale, and the small beastn adapted quite well. It was just that eating was a bit troubleso.

Currently, the female Dwarves took turns making ti to bring food over. Later, it would be best to build a separate kitchen in the workshop so they wouldn’t have to travel back and forth so hard.

The Rabbit tribe, perhaps because they were vegetarians, all had so foundation in cooking. Making a simple al wasn’t a problem. Don’t look at how they cried every day; their strength was actually greater than the Dwarves. It just so happened he could find a few people to co to the paper workshop to work as chefs.

Things here were stable. Eric checked the quality of the newly produced toilet paper and planned to go ho.

These past few days, Gray had gotten used to the group of cubs. It was also a young one and could play with Leo and the children.

Eric didn’t have ti to take care of it, so he let the cubs take it out to play these days. Just for safety reasons, Gray’s beak was still tied.

Honey had just left, and Leo was originally a bit lonely. But now that there was Gray at ho, having a new friend lessened the sadness of being separated from his friend, which made Eric very relieved.

The only flaw was that Gray was a magical beast after all. Not used to human houses, it refused to sleep on the heated bed with Leo. The large bird’s nest that newly appeared in the courtyard was prepared for it.

Eric’s courtyard didn’t have trees, so its nest had to be placed on the ground, and a large specialized bowl was placed outside. Sotis Eric felt less like he was raising a bird and more like he was raising a dog...

After Uncle Thomas returned, he found an opportunity to tell Thomas and Luci about Evan’s identity.

After all, Evan had been gone for a few days; Thomas and Luci would notice sothing wrong sooner or later.

Others were fine, but these two had raised the original owner.

After Eric transmigrated, he also received a lot of care from them. Moreover, they were Max’s parents. Both emotionally and logically, this matter should be told to them.

Sure enough, Evan’s identity as an Elf Prince almost made their jaws drop.

Thomas and Luci had suspected Evan was a high-level mage, suspected he was a human noble or even royalty, but the only thing they hadn’t expected was that the other party was of the Elf tribe, and a Prince with a noble status at that.

The royal lineage of the Elf tribe had noble blood and extrely high magical talent. Fortunately, Evan had no hostility towards the Hadu tribe; otherwise, with just a wave of his hand, the Hadu tribe would be destroyed.

Seeing that both of their faces had turned pale, Luci even poked his head, telling him not to pick up people randomly anymore. She also said he was exactly like his mother, casually picking up soone who turned out to be a formidable character.

And this was Eric not even daring to tell them Arthur’s identity yet.

The reason Evan was injured and turned into a human form was glossed over by him. If he elaborated, Thomas and Luci would have even more trouble eating and sleeping. He considered it carefully and decided to wait until the two cald down before talking about it...

But Evan’s identity was too shocking. Thomas also began to wonder if Arthur’s identity was strange. Who asked this human to be unreasonably powerful, completely unlike a normal person!

After Evan’s incident, he never wanted to believe in the Snow Wolves’ noses anymore. Clearly, both sll and appearance were that of a human...

Seeing that they were already suspicious, perhaps Arthur’s identity would be exposed sooner or later.

Eric didn’t intend to hide it from his tribesn on purpose; it was mainly because the identities of these two were terrifying.

Arthur hadn’t recovered his mory yet. If he really let Thomas and Luci know his identity, whether to let him stay or not would be a difficult problem.

So it was best not to say anything for now. Wait until Arthur recovered his mory. At that ti, whether he wanted to return to Dragon Island or stay, it could be discussed with Uncle Thomas then.