There can't be a Harvest Moon in the RimWorld.

You're kidding me!

Why tell ghost stories in such a serious manner!

(╯￣Д￣)╯èT╛!

Chapter 30 Stable

Having been completely deceived by an unscrupulous priest, I suddenly realized that there are still many bad people in this world.

Despite being a servant of God, he sleeps in late every day, talks nonsense, loves to tell ghost stories, and shirks responsibility.

"Marcus, do you have anything to confess?"

I was a little confused when he suddenly said that.

As a moral vanguard and role model, he occasionally acts as a partner of justice, responsible for upholding the Han Dynasty and acting on behalf of Heaven. It seems he has never done anything worthy of repentance.

Pastor Carter, meanwhile, began to patiently guide me, employing his clergy's persuasive and insightful qualities, and started asking me questions.

"Think back to whether you have ever gone against your conscience and done something you didn't want to do? Have you ever violated social order and succumbed to reality? Have you ever failed to do what is right and ignored the suffering of those around you?"

"........."

If I had to say something, I watched as Dart's boss cheated Sebala and Dick's boss.

I also allowed Sebala to beat his grandson in front of me.

Does this meet the standards for repentance?

But then I thought about it again, and realized something was wrong!

I almost got fooled by this unscrupulous priest again.

I wasn't the one who lied or assaulted people, so why should I repent?!

In that time, I could have saved two people who were being bullied!

Thinking about this, I felt I couldn't stay in this church any longer, or I'd be ruined by this priest sooner or later.

“Father Carter, I do recall someone bullying the weak and deceiving others.”

"Really? Then come to this confessional room, where you can confess to God..."

When Father Carter heard this, he thought I had taken the bait, so he stood up and warmly invited me to walk towards the confessional.

"...So I decided to bring them to justice! God is responsible for forgiving them, and I am responsible for bringing them to God."

I got up to say goodbye and disappeared in a flash.

Only Father Carter remained in the church, dumbfounded.

…………

"Big brother, where are you going?"

Two little kids were still playing by the door. When they saw me run out quickly, they immediately surrounded me and asked me what was wrong.

I touched their heads and said.

"It's getting late, I have to go to work now. You two study hard, I'll come see you another day."

"it is good!"

After the morning lessons, the two little ones became much more affectionate towards me and went off to play separately, while I planned where to go next.

"If we're talking about going to work, there's not much work to do in the fields..."

As I pondered this, I suddenly remembered the bow I had hand-drawn yesterday.

Can I ask if Zac's shortbow is worth anything?

Having made up my mind, I walked straight along the path beside the church to Zach's seaside cottage.

In front of Zach's cabin.

"You mean bow and arrow?" Zack was woken up by my rapid knocking. He was still rubbing his eyes and yawning, leaning against the door and asking me listlessly.

"Yes, a short bow, half a meter long, the range is unclear, and it's very smooth."

"Hmm... are you sure your description is of a bow? And not something like a slingshot?"

Zack clearly didn't believe I could make something like this, but he still explained it anyway.

“These things are not common in big cities now. If they are made well enough, they can be sold to retro hunting enthusiasts.”

"If it's made of precious wood and inlaid with gemstones, it can be sold to collectors as a work of art. But that's only for works by famous artists."

After thinking about it, I feel like I can only go down the first route. The things produced in handmade shops certainly won't be anything expensive or high-quality; they'll just be practical and convenient, right?

"Then you can help me appraise it. If it's valuable, I'll sell it to you."

.........

"Here it is."

Zack followed me back to the ranch and saw me take a bow out of the house.

Before him appeared a seemingly ordinary short bow, more than half a meter long, made of a peculiar type of wood.

The peculiarity of this wood is that when you make a piece of it, you can't see any of the grain that wood should have; it's as smooth as a mirror.

Normal wood can achieve this effect simply by being painted, but when you touch this bow, you can clearly feel the unique roughness of the wood.

The slightly curved arcs, each part of it looks like a shape that has grown naturally.

Zach looked around, and he even suspected that Marcus had first planted these naturally curved trees before making the bow.

It can be said that this is a very primitive short bow with a simple structure, lacking any markings or aiming points, like a toy made for a child.

However, the exquisite craftsmanship and the high quality of the materials used represent a significant advancement in technology, reaching another peak.

"I'll add this to the shipping list tonight, and the Chamber of Commerce will let me know tomorrow."

Zack scratched his head and took the bow first.

After finishing this task, I suddenly felt exhausted.

I didn't sleep well last night because of that snoring horse. It's only a little past nine in the morning now. Maybe I should take a nap?

I led the pony out of the house, closed the door, afraid he might run back in, then lay down in the life support pod and carefully covered myself with the blanket.

The morning air still carried a coolness, blowing into the room from outside the window.

I saw a mischievous ray of sunlight shine in through the hole in the door and fall on my blanket.

In the sunlight, tiny dust particles danced lightly, chasing and playing with each other until they all disappeared, only to be followed closely by new dust particles…

After catching up on two hours of sleep, my energy gradually returned, and I woke up from my sleep.

Feeling refreshed and full of energy again, I confidently began planning the construction of the ranch.

First of all!

We need to build a stable for the pony!

I can't imagine what it would be like to be brainwashed by Ma Huru every day; it would be suffocating!

I brought up the system with the gear logo from the corner of my field of vision.

"Select job task: Architectural Planning - Structure - General Stone Wall".

Item Description: An impassable wall that can support a roof. Its beautiful stone bricks provide visual pleasure.

Flammability: 0%

Aesthetics: 1

Maximum durability: 420”

I chose a blueprint right next to my house, and prepared to build a house that could accommodate ponies.

Based on the general stone reserves and the area required, I plan to build a house of about 30 square meters, about 5 or 6 meters square, so that I can leave some space for storage.

Character Attribute: Construction Speed.

The speed at which buildings are constructed and repaired.

Base value: 100% (based on the standard value of human limit speed)

Other attributes: Global working speed * 112%

Skill: Construction Level 3: *95%

Health: Operational ability * 100% (weight %)

Visual ability * 100% (weight 20%, maximum value 100%)

Final value: 112%

Great! Although my building level isn't high, the construction speed is still 112%, which makes it much easier for me to carry out subsequent construction.

With the construction of versatile stone, a sturdy and beautiful stable gradually took shape. The exterior of the building exudes an elegant gray-white light, pleasing to the eye even without decoration.

I went to the stables and took a look. The whole place seemed spacious and sturdy. Moreover, the colonist system used some advanced technology that I couldn't detect. Although I hadn't gone through the process of digging the foundation, these common stone walls were still firmly embedded deep in the ground, probably more than half a meter deep!

"This system is getting more and more unreasonable!"

I exclaimed, "Making tools and building structures with bare hands, it's not even a dream to dismantle a Gundam with bare hands in the future!"

Chapter 31 What kind of chef can't even win over the one they love?

Inside the tavern.

Mr. Dart was wiping the table, while a large box of newly purchased ingredients lay on the floor of the tavern.

The vegetables were packed in three wooden crates, with rows of wooden strips nailed together to seal the gaps, leaving some fine pores for ventilation.

You can see through that gap that there are vegetables like pumpkins, tomatoes, cucumbers, and radishes.

What's striking is that the box has a large logo printed on it, depicting a small boat setting sail on a turbulent sea.

"Boss, you've ordered new stock?"

"Those unscrupulous merchants have raised prices again."