I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses! Chapter 396: Spring Returns to the Earth

The cafeteria was imrsed in a bustling atmosphere of baking training, and several new ovens had been added.

Eric was teaching them how to make desserts while also instructing the people at the dairy factory on how to make butter and fresh cream.

The herd of dairy cows produced over three tons of milk every day; they certainly couldn’t drink it all, nor could they use it all to make yogurt.

Butter and fresh cream could be frozen for preservation, which was convenient to use.

For this purpose, Bruno had diligently dug an ice cellar for Eric, and Eric was responsible for casting Ice-elent magic into it.

This earthen cellar was deeper; apart from the path and stairs that were intentionally left, the walls and floor were covered in a thick layer of ice, and many large blocks of ice were piled up in the middle.

Luban led several Dwarves to make dozens of egg beaters for the humans to use, which nearly exhausted the supply of low-level Wind-elent magic cores.

Making butter and fresh cream wasn’t exactly difficult; the most challenging part was the stirring, which consud a lot of energy.

But with the egg beaters made by the Dwarves, this difficult problem was solved, and humans producing large quantities of butter and cream was no longer an issue.

However, with this, the manpower of the dairy factory definitely needed to be expanded. Moreover, over four hundred dairy cows in the barn would generate more work than they could handle. Eric took this opportunity to propose adding a dozen small-sized beastn to help raise the cows.

Living in the Hadu tribe for a while, Gas’s fear of beastn had diminished significantly. He realized that the rumors circulating among humans were not necessarily true.

At least in his opinion, these beastn were much better than the nobles and overseers of the past. They were willing to provide ample food and comfortable living environnts, and since arriving here, the humans had never been beaten once.

Especially this young patriarch in front of him, who was the kindest person. He even said that as long as they worked hard, they could be released from their slave status in three years. Gas dared not even dream of such a good thing before.

Because of this, after this patriarch proposed the idea, he did not object.

The fact that a noble patriarch was willing to ask for a slave’s opinion moved Gas deeply and filled him with gratitude.

"Patriarch, whatever you do is right. How could a lowly slave like have the right to offer an opinion? But if you insist on asking, I can only say that your benevolence and kindness rival that of the envoys of the God of Light. You even worry about whether filthy, lowly slaves like us might be tired..."

Gas almost lay prostrate on the ground, speaking to Eric with a choked voice.

This ans he agrees, right...

Eric quietly and skillfully stepped aside; he was used to the exaggerated expressions of these slaves.

"Alright, then I will let them co over. You don’t need to be afraid; these beastn are all from the Rabbit tribe, their courage isn’t much bigger than yours."

Hieu stood behind Eric and gave him a resentful glare.

Besides worrying that the humans wouldn’t adapt, Eric was also worried that the Rabbit tribe wouldn’t be used to working with humans. After all, the impression the Rabbit tribe left on him when they first arrived was truly too profound...

Today, when he ca here, he conveniently brought along Hieu, the "bravest" of the Rabbit tribe. As long as Hieu felt it was fine, there would be no problem.

The reason for having beastn co here to raise cows was partly out of concern that the humans would be tired, but on the other hand, Eric didn’t want to leave cow raising solely to humans. Beastn would sooner or later have to learn how to farm and raise livestock themselves; following humans would allow them to learn sooner.

After making the arrangents, Eric let Hieu go, telling her to arrange for the Rabbit tribe people to co here to work, while he went to inspect the human dormitory.

Previously, due to his negligence, these humans could only crowd into one dormitory, with n and won sleeping together on a large communal bed.

Bruno led the Dwarves and beastn to work overti constantly, finishing several large warehouses. The dormitory for married couples had only been half-built before they rushed off to dig the ice cellar for Eric, and only now were they resuming construction on the dormitory.

With the dormitory for couples and the incentive of abolishing slave status, the human slaves worked even harder. It was just that there were too few won, so not many people could live in the small dormitories, causing the others to be extrely envious.

There are good and bad people everywhere, and won lived particularly difficult lives here.

To prevent uncontrollable incidents from happening, Eric had specifically instructed Gas to guard against others bullying the won, in every aspect.

In short, such things were not allowed to happen in his tribe.

Over this period, Eric felt more and more that Gas was very reliable in both character and ability, so he handed this matter over to him to handle.

To prevent future trouble, Eric also instructed Kara and the beastn living in the dormitory next to the rabbit hutch to pay more attention to the movents on the human side.

Sotis, human malice was more terrifying than any other creature. He did this as a precaution. After all, Gas was only one person; if so people disregarded everything and joined forces to cause trouble, the consequences would be terrible.

He couldn’t mistreat prisoners, but humans were just like that; once fed and warm, they were prone to other issues, so prevention was the main strategy.

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Cotton was planted later than other crops, so it was also further away from the tribe.

Eric cared more about the cotton than other crops. Every early morning, he would run to the cotton fields and cast nature magic on them.

Before leaving, Evan had taught him an interdiate magic spell. Because it had no offensive power, even though the casting range was very wide, it was considered interdiate.

But in Eric’s opinion, this magic was more useful than other magic. For instance, high-level magic could summon Nature Guards, which wouldn’t really be used in normal circumstances - he just hoped they wouldn’t trample his fields.

"Spring Returns to the Earth!" Eric waved his magic staff, and a large area of glittering green spots of light, like tiny raindrops, slowly seeped into the ground.

The magic staff in his hand was brown, looking like the branch of so tree, but it had a hard texture with a tallic sheen.

Small branches grew from the main shaft, reaching upward and wrapping around a fist-sized green magic core at the top.

This magic staff looked simple; it was a staff Julia had specially forged to repay Evan.

Don’t let the unassuming appearance fool you; it was a quasi-divine artifact.

The precious materials Julia took from his small treasury, including a branch from the Tree of Life, plus the high-level nature magic core provided by Aiden - one thing more precious than the other - added to that were many rare mineral powders and magic patterns engraved on the entire staff. To avoid ruining its beauty, the patterns were completely blended into the natural grain of the branch; the markings were only visible when casting magic.

With the help of the magic staff, Eric felt that casting magic was easier, and the power and range were stronger than before, doubling the efficiency.

Originally, this was a gift Julia gave to Evan, but when Joseph returned, Evan had already left, so he gave this magic staff to Eric.

It would be a waste not to use it.

Eric could also use nature magic. Seeing this quasi-divine artifact magic staff, which money couldn’t buy in the human world, he naturally liked it very much. The more he looked at it, the more his heart itched. He couldn’t resist taking it out to use first, waiting until Evan ca over to give it back to him.

After all, when Evan left, he said he would return. Giving the staff to him then would be fine. Even for the ancient Elf race, a quasi-divine artifact was precious enough.

Julia was indeed worthy of being the most formidable forging master of the Dwarf race; even at such an old age, he could still create a quasi-divine artifact.

Eric fondly stroked the smooth and cool magic staff. Listening to Joseph, Julia in his youth had even created divine artifacts; he was the most outstanding and talented person of that generation of Dwarves.

It was a pity that later the Dwarves encountered a disaster. Before fleeing here, Julia, to avoid human greed, could only hide his talent.

Later, even if he wanted to forge a divine artifact, he no longer had the capability he once did.