I Am the Minecraft Master, Not the God of Light!

Chapter 17: The String Generator is Complete!

“Young Master Ian, you're awake.”

In the end, it was Lesia who noticed Ian first, and she hurried over with toiletries, ready to help him get cleaned up.

But Ian raised his hand to stop Lesia, pointing at the ground with a dark expression.

“What is this mess all over the ground?”

“We dug it.”

Leyar also seemed a little embarrassed, clearing his throat.

“After cleaning up a batch of zombies and skeletons last night, we wanted to try the secret technique you taught us, Young Master.”

“Then why didn't you backfill it?”

“Ah? Do we need to fill it in?”

Looking at Leyar's blank expression, Ian sighed.

“This place will be the first base of our Church of the Dawn in the future, and we will be using it for a long time, so pay attention to environmental protection!”

Hearing this, Leyar quickly called Markov and the others to fill in the pits all over the place.

Ian also washed and ate under the care of maids like Lesia and Freya.

Having just arrived on the Rodri Continent, he was not used to this aristocratic life of having his clothes put on and food served.

But it must be said that Ian obviously did not have a firm anti-corruption will.

Take eating as an example, the mental state of being fed by a beautiful girl is vastly different from eating on your own.

By the time Ian was full, Leyar and the others had filled in the big pits.

The village on the plain returned to its flat and wide state of yesterday.

“Young Master Ian, the materials dropped by the monsters that Butler Leyar and the others killed last night have all been sorted and packed.”

Freya held a small notebook, looking at Ian with a face full of anticipation for praise.

“I sorted them according to the method you taught me for making boxes, Young Master!”

Ian glanced at the several large boxes neatly placed not far away, then rubbed Freya's head.

“Great job, Freya, you are gradually becoming familiar with the survival rules of the MC world.”

“Hehe…”

Freya proudly raised her head, glancing at Lesia with a smug look in her small eyes.

“Also, the strings you wanted, Young Master Ian, are all in that box.”

Hearing this, Ian quickly stepped forward and opened each box to check.

It could be seen that Leyar and the others must not have slept all night.

There were seven or eight stacks of rotten flesh dropped by the zombies alone, it was estimated that they went on a killing spree.

However, this thing is not very useful except for feeding dogs, at most, it can be brought back to the Rodri Continent to see if it has other uses.

But in addition to the rotten flesh, there was also a stack and a half of bones, some enchanted equipment carried by the zombies, and some slime balls.

Besides that, there were various useful but not very useful materials.

Some of the more valuable items, such as gunpowder from Creepers, were not there, Leyar and the others listened to Ian very well.

They resolutely did not meet with Creepers.

Therefore, there are still many Creepers wandering aimlessly outside the village.

Overall, the harvest was good.

Ian nodded contentedly.

“Bones, slime balls, spider eyes…”

After a pause, Ian said directly:

“Forget it, move all the other materials except the rotten flesh to my room, sorted by category.”

“As for these rotten flesh, just leave them here, I'll think about how to use them.”

Leyar immediately called people to move things, and then said:

“Also, Young Master Ian, there were some special circumstances last night.”

“Special circumstances?”

“That's right.”

Leyar pursed his lips, a hint of amazement appearing in his eyes.

“We encountered a zombie riding a chicken, it was quite fast, although it was small, it almost killed Markov.”

“So, Young Master Ian, I was thinking, are the chickens in the Dawn Heaven special? Should we also breed some chicken knights?”

Ian was silent, and after a long time, he said quietly:

“You have horses but you insist on riding chickens? Are you going to play basketball?”

“What is… basketball?”

Ian waved his hand.

“Never mind, this is normal, it's good that people are okay, pay attention in the future, small zombies just run fast, if you encounter them, use the stepping stones I taught you to trap them.”

“How was your rest last night?”

Lesia approached Ian.

“Young Master Ian, I was just about to tell you, the beds in the Dawn Heaven seem to be very special, as long as you lie on them, you can immediately enter deep sleep, and your energy recovers quickly.”

“Can we bring some beds from the Dawn Heaven back?”

Ian nodded and said:

“Yes, there should be a lot of wool left, you also know the crafting recipe, go and make it yourself.”

“Alright, today's work is about to begin, today's work is more important, everyone get moving.”

With that, Ian took out the tools he had prepared yesterday and began to instruct everyone.

“Markov, take this iron bucket to the lake to fetch water, make several trips, and dig a small pond in the village, fill it with water using the iron bucket.”

“Leyar, take people to open a gap in the fence and install a door, so that everyone can enter and exit easily, remember to block it again with fences or blocks at night.”

“Otherwise, the zombies will break down the door.”

“Everyone else, go around and collect resources, wood, food, saplings.”

“Lesia, take this hoe and take people to plow the fields, dig small pits at intervals, this is the field construction diagram, just plow according to this.”

“Everyone get moving.”

Everyone who had eaten their fill had a good spirit.

Even Leyar and the others who hadn't slept all night didn't feel tired.

Soon, they entered the working state.

Ian went to the workbench to make the tripwire hooks necessary for the string generator.

He also took all the materials for making the string generator and began to choose a location in the village.

After wandering around, Ian chose an open space on the west side, cleaned the blocks on the ground, and started working.

Since its birth, the string generator has been developed by the gods for many years, and as a result, the string generator has evolved to a very magical stage.

But the string generator that Ian knows is the kind that is more troublesome to make in the early stages.

Build a "凸"-shaped building three blocks high with blocks.

Temporarily place a few blocks at a height of three blocks, and place two trapdoors, and the trapdoors must be placed facing the temporary blocks.

After opening the trapdoors, you can remove the temporary blocks.

Below, build a one-block-high barrier block that surrounds the "凸" shape.

After doing all this, Markov also came back with water.

Pour water in the middle of the two trapdoors and the blocks.

In this way, the preliminary form framework is successful.

Seeing that Markov was still curiously watching him build, Ian urged Markov to continue fetching water.

Freya can watch, because Freya has a certain construction talent, at least she can copy it.

Markov…

Just be an honest knight.

Things that require brainpower are not suitable for him.

After doing all this, Ian placed the tripwire hooks on the blocks at the second block height and connected the wires.

Above the trapdoor, place blocks and levers.

Now, the string generator is initially completed.

Jumping off the string generator, many people had already gathered around, curiously watching Ian.

“Is it done already? Young Master Ian? I've written it all down!”

Freya raised her notebook and shouted excitedly.

“Very clever, but it still needs to be debugged.”

Ian rubbed Freya's head, took out scissors, and cut the wire on the left.

Immediately, he raised his head and activated the lever.

As the trapdoor lifted, the water flowed out instantly, collapsing the wire connected to the tripwire hook.

A string fell down.

But after waiting for a while, Ian didn't see any other strings produced.

Sighing, he understood in his heart that this string generator had failed.

“Young Master Ian, is it not working?”

Freya stared thoughtfully at the flowing water.

“It failed.”

Ian nodded slightly, and then smiled:

“But this situation is usually easy to solve.”

With that, Ian removed the blocks above and changed the direction of the blocks and levers.

This time, he cut the wire on the right again.

After the adjustment was completed, pull down the lever.

In an instant, the surrounding people looked at the tripwire hook in disbelief.

Pure white strings were flying out continuously.

In just a moment, a pile had fallen to the ground.

In a matter of minutes, one string was replicated dozens of times.