I'm building Sun City in the eternal night!

Black Soil City, market.

"Kid, it takes you a whole day to make even the most basic animal traps. You really are the lowest-level blank slate [architect]."

In front of the stall, a burly man carrying a bag said with a hint of mockery.

Chen Hui squatted by the stall, pointing his finger at a pile of pig iron on the stall, squeezing out tiny glimmers of light from his fingertip, which enveloped the pig iron.

As time went by, the hard iron gradually melted, turning into faintly glowing lines that slowly outlined the shape of a bear trap.

"Hmph, I shouldn't have agreed to this cheap deal. If it were a D-level or C-level architect, it would have been finished long ago, and the quality would be much better!"

The burly man beside him continued shouting.

Chen Hui reluctantly raised his head, revealing an apologetic expression, but did not speak.

If he gets distracted halfway through, he could easily lose all his previous efforts and waste the materials and the most expensive [mysterious stone], which he couldn't afford to lose.

No matter how the big man made sarcastic remarks and made sarcastic comments in front of the stall, he remained focused on his work and dared not be careless in the slightest.

The burly man carrying a bag looked on with disappointment as he saw that the stall owner was completely unaffected.

He came from a small town outside the city. Early in the morning, he brought all the materials he had gathered in the town to the city to find an architect to make weapons, torches, animal traps, and other items.

It's not that there are no blacksmiths or carpenters in the town, but rather that since the arrival of the eternal night, nothing that wasn't made by the [Architect] has been able to withstand the encroachment of darkness.

If left completely exposed to darkness, ordinary items will rot in no time.

Only the Architect, with their extraordinary creations made from bizarre stones and various materials, can withstand the darkness and the strange monsters that emerge from it.

The rest of the items were mostly commissioned to well-known Class D and Class C architects, and they have all been completed.

Only this [beast trap], in order to save money, was partly given to this self-recommended lowest-level F-rank [architect].

The kid patted his chest and guaranteed that he would definitely make 10 animal traps before dark, or he wouldn't charge a penny.

And it comes with a three-times replacement guarantee for every one damaged item!

He agreed on the spot.

There are different levels of architects in this world.

The known levels are F, D, C, B, A, and S, in that order.

The D-rank architect he commissioned, whose profession is "Vine Architect," created the "Beast Trap." When hunting monsters, the trap can grow vines to entangle and restrict the monster's movements.

The higher-level C-grade [Steel Architect] creates animal traps that are incredibly hard, greatly increasing their number of uses and capable of snapping off bizarre limbs with a single clamp.

These highly skilled architects not only create items that are functional, but also significantly reduce the time required to create them.

For a typical F-rank [Architect], it takes 2 hours to build a [Beast Trap].

He felt that creating ten for himself before dark was simply doing his own work for free, and he might even have to give away some strange stones.

But to his surprise, this kid completely exceeded his expectations!

It takes less than an hour to make a bear trap!

Moreover, this kid hasn't eaten a single meal or drunk a drop of water along the way, yet he's still managed to persevere until now.

Seeing that trash talk was no longer effective and his plan to earn the strange stones had failed, the burly man stopped bothering his opponent.

After all, it was getting late, and once night fell, strange things would appear. He dared not travel in the dark, nor did he want to pay more [Strange Stones] and stay in the city.

At the stall, although the [beast trap] was gradually solidifying, Chen Hui's forehead was covered in beads of sweat, and his fingertips began to tremble slightly.

"The mental strength of an F-rank [Architect] is still somewhat weak..."

Chen Hui couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

He had been in this world for two years, but it wasn't until a month and a half ago that he awakened his extraordinary profession.

Although the architect is the most prestigious of all extraordinary professions, the architect is a blank slate with no attributes.

Not only do the items they create lack any additional attributes, but their mental strength is also far inferior to that of high-level architects.

Even after he regained consciousness, he continued to take on side jobs at the market, practicing his crafting skills day and night, and improved his proficiency.

However, his mental strength was ultimately a bit weak. Making ten [beast traps] a day was already his limit. If he forced himself to do more, it would damage his very foundation.

"Done!" Chen Hui shouted softly.

The pile of pig iron melted rapidly, and the [beast trap] materialized from the void at that moment.

Chen Hui withdrew his trembling fingertips, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at the ordinary-looking animal traps gleaming with a dark luster on the stall. A hint of joy and satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

He liked this feeling, perhaps just like the feeling of a carpenter emperor in a previous life.

"You finally finished, kid. Here's your reward!"

The burly man reacted swiftly, dropping a milky-white, transparent crystal with a "thud!" and reaching out with his large, fan-like hand to grab the animal trap.

However, although his hand grasped the animal trap, it was held down by a strong, calloused hand, making it impossible for him to lift it.

"What are you doing?" the burly man glared at Chen Hui.

"The promised two [mysterious stones] are wrong."

Chen Hui smiled.

"What's wrong! What proof do you have that I should give you two strange stones?" The burly man was clearly trying to renege on his promise.

With one hand held down, they used their other hand to try and pry Chen Hui's wrist, attempting to force a transaction.

But no matter how hard he tried, even when his face turned a purplish-red, he still couldn't lift his hand.

In the end, I had no choice but to give up, and I cursed in frustration:

"So what if they're superhuman? They'll just die on the front lines sooner or later!"

He then pulled another [Strange Stone] from his pocket, threw it on the stall with a "thud!", and muttered under his breath:

"You're almost eighteen, what's the use of hoarding so many strange stones? You'll just die on the front lines!"

According to the city's rules, extraordinary professionals who are over eighteen years old, especially architects, must go to guard the most bizarre places on the front lines.

The mortality rate there exceeds 30%.

This kid is working so hard, he must be preparing to go to the front lines.

Chen Hui remained unperturbed, put away the two strange stones, and said with a smile:

"There are still two years, no, three years left. I look older than my age."

The burly man was speechless for a moment.

Damn it, there are still three years left, why are we working so hard!

He glanced at Chen Hui and suddenly thought the kid was quite pleasing to the eye, and also had such perseverance. He said:

"Kid, the front lines are dangerous. My older brother used to be a C-level architect, and he died there. Otherwise, I wouldn't have needed to come to the city to find other architects."

"I think you should seriously consider leaving an heir before you die. I have a younger sister..."

Chen Hui immediately interrupted, a professional fake smile appearing on his face:

Thank you for your patronage, and welcome back next time!

The burly man, feeling utterly displeased at being told to leave, spat out a mouthful of saliva and said:

"Nonsense! The rainy season is almost here, who would dare to wander around!"

After saying that, he slung his bag over his shoulder and grumbled as he strode quickly out of the city.

Chen Hui chuckled, looked up at the sky above the city, at the massive, fiery red light shield that enveloped the entire city, and at the gradually darkening sky, he murmured:

"The rainy season is almost here... I wonder if this city can hold on..."