Vientiane Throne of Civilization

Chapter 2021 You're trying to kill me!
Meanwhile, in the Elf Forest, the wood elf mages, led by John and Sain, have spent the last three years cultivating diligently and haven't gone anywhere else.

If it were an ordinary race coming to visit, and that visit turned into three years of being a guest, that would be somewhat impolite.

But only the elves don't have this feeling.

Three years is a short time for a normal elf; it's not something they would even think about.

Even for the Wood Elf Elder, seeing John and his companions every day was much better than seeing those brats in the tribe.

Not to mention that over the past three years, John and Sion have brought back quite a few things to the Wood Elf Village to express their gratitude for the food and lodging they received.

Needless to say, there was plenty of furniture and household items. Later, with the permission of the Wood Elf Elder, John even summoned several craftsmen to renovate the Wood Elf Elder's residence.

From the outside, it still looks like the same treehouse, but the inside is completely different.

The houses of the elves here generally suffer from a problem: they are damp and moldy, and sometimes even sprout...

The reasons for this situation mainly come from two aspects.

On the one hand, the environment of the Elf Forest is inherently humid, and on the other hand, the elves did not treat the wood for moisture and mold when they collected it to build treehouses and furniture for themselves.

Although many of the elves' furniture has now been replaced with furniture produced in their Great Zhou Dynasty, the houses themselves are still damp.

John and his team had people come and completely renovate the walls, floors, and roof of the house, and also carried out moisture-proof and mildew-proofing treatments.

In addition, the interior layout of the treehouse was also redesigned and adjusted.

The elves clearly lacked awareness in this area.

In their view, once the treehouse is built, all that's needed is a space inside that can accommodate their daily lives; they don't understand anything about the layout of the interior space.

Now, after the craftsmen John and his companions had hired had done such a thorough renovation, the Wood Elf Elder was stunned as he stepped back into his treehouse.

Then, subconsciously, he went outside and took another look.

This is definitely my room.

But upon entering the room and seeing it completely different from what he remembered, the Wood Elf Elder's face was filled with disbelief.

During this time, he also noticed that many new pieces of furniture had been added to the house.

Then, turning to look at John and Said, their eyes unconsciously filled with emotion.

"This is far too valuable."

The wood elf elder wasn't stupid. Just from the extra furniture in the house, he could tell that John and his companions must have spent a lot of money, not to mention that his entire house had been completely transformed.

The expenses incurred in this process are unimaginable given the economic situation of the elves.

But in fact, John and Sion, one the leader of the Wood Elf Mage Guild and the other the vice-leader, were both high-income earners in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

With the two of them jointly funding the renovation of the Wood Elf Elder's house, this expense was really nothing.

"It didn't cost much, Elder, you can rest assured and stay here."

In John's eyes, what was this little bit of money compared to the Swifthawk spirit that the Wood Elf Elder had contracted with Sion, and the help they had received over the past three years? Later, after the Wood Elf Elder officially moved into the renovated treehouse, he immediately discovered that the house was even better than he had initially imagined.

It was early spring of the 106th year of the Imperial Calendar. In the Elf Forest, early spring is a rainy time. The entire forest, including the treehouses and even the elves themselves, was wet, with a layer of water mist condensing on their clothes and hair.

But the wood elf elder found his room to be unexpectedly dry.

The effect is even better if the stove is lit.

In addition, the area around the treehouse of the Wood Elf Elder was paved with bluestone tiles.

When the other elves went out, they stepped into the mud and water, and the area around the house also became dirty because of the mud and water.

The Wood Elf Elder didn't even need to clean it; the bluestone tiles were kept quite clean by rainwater alone.

At this moment, the Wood Elf Elder's desire to show off reached its peak in hundreds of years!
The last time he wanted to show off like this was when he had just broken through a major bottleneck and reached the Saint Realm.

With this desire to show off, the Wood Elf Elder immediately began to call on his friends and acquaintances, wishing he could invite everyone he knew from other Elf villages over.

A group of old men standing on the bluestone paving stones outside the house had already sensed that something was amiss.

Upon entering the treehouse, even though they had prepared themselves mentally, they were still taken aback by the sight of it, which was completely different from what they had imagined, and by the dry space that was so different from the damp environment outside.

After the tea party began, it was all about the performance of the Wood Elf Elder.

"Oh dear~ those two kids, John and Said, I told them not to do it, but they just wouldn't listen, hahahahaha..."

"..."

At this moment, deep in the heart of the Wood Elf Elder, John and Sion were closer than his own grandsons.

Faced with such a display, the old elves who had been called over for tea, while not exactly jealous, were quite envious of the wood elf elder's dry and comfortable house.

At the same time, seeing how smug this guy was, I felt a subtle displeasure in my heart.

For the rest of the spring, the Wood Elf Elder's house became the favorite place for all the old elves in the surrounding villages.

As any living being ages, it is inevitable that it will have some joint problems, which will be even more uncomfortable when it rains or is in a damp environment. However, the Wood Elf Elder's house does not have this problem at all.

However, as soon as they left the wood elf elder's house and stepped outside, the damp smell that almost hit them made the group of old elves more alert.

When they returned to their respective homes and smelled the musty odor, the sense of loss was no less than falling from heaven to hell.

I'd only been there a short while, and even my joints started to feel uncomfortable. Plus, the wooden furniture I bought also suffered as a result.

So, the old elves seized an opportunity to mention this matter to their children and grandchildren who had returned from working in the Great Zhou.

The migrant workers who returned home were instantly stunned when they heard their parents' and grandparents' request.

"This method will cost at least a thousand silver coins! You're trying to kill me!"

(End of this chapter)