Terra Tinkers Construct is fine.

"No, this time I'll find a place with all sorts of odds and ends. I have some experiments to do and I need to select the materials."

Milan thought for a moment and said, "In Chernobog, are there any logistics centers or large wholesale markets for raw materials?"

"Yes, Mr. Jung, yes."

Having quickly adapted to his new identity the day before, Pavel, who had done a lot of research from evening until late at night, nodded respectfully and said, "The South Gate TK Wholesale Market used to be a transit logistics center for the collection and distribution of goods. Later, it gradually developed into a mobile block-level chain of bulk cargo markets."

"I think this place should meet your needs."

"Oh..."

Milan raised an eyebrow.

—As it turns out, Pavel's homework was not in vain.

Perhaps because the things he bought in Milan before had left him too confused, he went out overnight to buy a tourist map and logistics guide for Chernobog, paying special attention to places where "anything can be sold"; this place did not disappoint Milan either—the wide variety of shops in this market, formerly known as "19 Kilometers", were so comprehensive that even Milan, such a demanding customer, could not find much fault with them.

"Trade and logistics... it's great that they're profitable."

Looking at the bustling atmosphere and the wide variety of goods in the supermarket, Milan couldn't help but feel a little emotional: she had to admit that civilized society was more convenient. Only in such densely populated areas could trade and logistics bring together all kinds of resources that humans could access.

This saves material collectors like him countless troubles from aimlessly collecting materials.

— For thread, metal wire won't work, nor will single strands of synthetic fiber, but threads made of synthetic or natural fibers will work, regardless of whether they are made of cotton or wool.

—【Crystal】is not troublesome either. This aspect seems to reflect the northern country that Milan was based on before her time travel. They are quite rich in natural crystals... However, given Milan's usage, the demand for quantity may be slightly high.

In such a large-scale logistics market, feathers are not difficult to find, but bamboo and coal are more troublesome; the former is not common in Ursus, and Milan was quite surprised when she found it at a stall selling Eastern handicrafts, while the latter has a more delicate status in this world.

Contrary to its traditional role as a fuel in the original world, coal is used more as a chemical raw material in Terra.

—【Wool】is fine; Milan can tell the moment he touches it, the inventory tells him that "it can be recognized normally as long as it meets one cubic meter", and the concept of one cubic meter does not have a particularly strict requirement.

But Milan didn't buy it... He put it aside on the spot along with the [meat] and [bones]: He suddenly had a subtle idea that if he went back and tried to make it work, he might be able to quickly enter the "infinite" realm of freedom with these resources.

As for the remaining resources he needed... Ursus, this northern land, doesn't produce sugarcane, so there was really nothing he could do about it; under Pavel's somewhat incomprehensible but respectful gaze, he bought some crop seeds and contentedly stuffed them into his inventory.

—Farming is so damn fun! (Seriously)

In summary, the procurement process went smoothly overall, without any of the typical slap-in-the-face scenes found in brainless novels; the various stalls offered a wide variety of different products, and Milan could tell whether they were usable and what materials they were suitable for just by touching them.

"It should be... almost done?"

Milan silently checked the various materials that had been quietly stuffed into his inventory, nodded to himself, and greeted Pavel. Just as they were about to finish their shopping and leave the market like all the other merchants rushing in and out… Milan's gaze inadvertently swept towards the exit, and a figure brushed past him.

"..."

Milan frowned and instinctively turned around.

He was a man dressed in ordinary worker's clothes, wearing a somewhat old newsboy cap, who looked unremarkable, but the long, thin box he carried on his back gave his figure a different kind of unusualness.

Milan didn't know him... or rather, the two-dimensional world had become three-dimensional, and it was hard to say how many people he knew in this land anyway; but out of some intuition, or some vague memory, Milan always felt that this figure had a subtle sense of déjà vu.

—The box… (I) Qi VI One umbrella Egret Grab…The box…

Just as Milan was carefully recalling, the man turned around as if he had eyes in the back of his head, accurately meeting his gaze. The subconscious scrutiny in his eyes even gave Milan a sharp feeling.

Seeing Milan's expression of only confusion and no evasion, the man also softened his tone, simply nodding and asking briefly, "Is there something you need?"

"...No, he just looks familiar. Maybe I've mistaken him for someone else."

Milan smiled apologetically, and the man nodded without saying anything more; it was at this moment that a shout suddenly came from the crowd.

"Red! Over here! What are you dawdling for!"

"……coming!"

The man nodded to Milan, turned around and responded, then stepped into the crowd.

Milan turned around and squinted.

—Red Knife Bro...?

The integration movement is quite fast.

Chapter 52 Simple Reasoning

Milan realized that he seemed to have overlooked something.

My understanding of the concept of "time" is limited to the time that Kannot told me when I first entered Terra: October 1096. This time is indeed quite subtle, so subtle that both the Yetis and the Guerrilla, as part of the Reunion Movement, are heading towards Chernobog in their respective plans.

Well, that makes sense.

Moreover, given that Ursus is modeled after Tsarist Russia, it is normal for it to experience snowy weather and low temperatures in October.

Reasonable.

But there is a problem: early October is still October, and late October is still October.

Whether with the Yeti team or after arriving in Chernobyl, Milan paid no attention to a single thing.

“Pavel.”

He suddenly asked, "What's the date today?"

Pavel was a little confused, but he still answered honestly, "Number 15, Mr. Jung."

"September?"

"November, sir."

Pavel wasn't surprised; Milan had come from the wilderness via smuggling, which wasn't a secret in the gang. But Milan's expression suddenly turned serious as he fell into thought.

--November?

Counting the days, it's been about two or three weeks since I transmigrated, which means... let's say I transmigrated at the end of October?

So, considering the quality of the Reunion Movement's personnel and the information behind the scenes, shouldn't they be about to begin their infiltration?

“...Pavel.”

He didn't speak, and Pavel didn't dare to speak either, just standing aside waiting for him to think about the problem; after a while, Milan came back to his senses and looked at Pavel with a strange gaze, which made him feel uncomfortable all over.

"Uh, what's wrong, sir?"

"No, it's just that I asked Ling Liu to tell Erbaqun in advance."

"You're in trouble."

Pavel: "?"

Back underground.

Having eaten a hearty lunch, the workers were in high spirits in the afternoon. They finished their assigned work early and gathered at the entrance of their "office" at the hideout. Their initiative in the afternoon was noticeably different from that in the morning, regarding whether anyone was thinking of getting some alcohol or roasted potatoes.

Some people even dared to try and tinker with the excavator in the office to see how it performed.

Yes, although they all fell silent when they returned from Milan, their demeanor remained unchanged.

Milan had no intention of arguing with them.

He didn't recognize the Ursus liquor in Boris's liquor cabinet, so he just grabbed two bottles and handed them to Frank, told the others to leave work as usual, and then went straight into the real outpost he had isolated with cobblestones; a meter-thick stone wall kept most of the noise out, making this outpost with trees, water, and farmland look nothing like the power layer of a mobile city filled with steel structures.

On the contrary, the fact that it was all square blocks at first glance gave Milan a sense of security, as if he had truly entered the world of Minecraft.

"Let me see……"

The unfamiliar side of being a gang leader disappeared, while the skilled side of being an Minecraft player loaded in; Milan stretched his joints, opened his inventory to take stock of his purchases: Hmm... he only bought a small amount of the [thread] and the [crystal] identified as [amethyst shards] as samples, and he wasn't in a hurry to use the [feathers].

He first took out [Bamboo]. The yellowish-green bamboo stalks that were supposed to be impossible to grow had circulated in his inventory and then emerged as fresh, vibrant green bamboo stalks. Although they had no roots, Milan casually poked them and they took root directly on the ground, turning into... bamboo shoots on the surface of the soil.

—That's how we in MC are.

There's no need to rush the planting of other crop seeds. After laying two 7x7 plots of farmland and some land for planting trees and bamboo, he had very little soil left. He could wait until the next crop was harvested before planting.

It'll only take two or three days anyway.

As for his idea of ​​needing to conduct experiments...

"There's not enough wheat..."

Milan frowned.

In the general Tinkers' Construct mod, there is a relatively uncommon... no, rather, extremely uncommon material called Grain Bar. It is obtained by crafting 6 Haystacks, which are essentially haystacks, to get 2 Grain Bars. The stats of Grain Bars are not good even at low levels, but they have a rather strange stat attribute.

[Appetizing]

-There is a chance to summon an animal when used (it will lure the animal to appear when attacking).

The specific effect is: when using a tool with this entry to attack, there is a chance to summon an animal within 1 square around the user.

This is a very typical example of term performance that operates entirely based on the rules of the game: truly creating something out of thin air! And it's even creating life—are you scared yet?!

His original idea was: since there's no way to set a respawn point for a bed in real life, I can just use Minecraft wool to make an Minecraft bed, right?

If real-world wool can't be recognized, surely the wool I summon from Minecraft shouldn't be rejected?

Where do sheep come from? Well, sheep come from here.

The logic is clear.

However, because wheat's food conversion efficiency is far lower than that of potatoes, when Milan was preparing to leave the Yeti team, the food she prepared was all potatoes, and she only respectfully kept some wheat seeds, so now there is really not enough material to make hand-rolled millet cakes.

"……never mind."

Since he wasn't sure if he needed more, Milan turned his attention to another area: although his bio-electricity skills were only at a kindergarten level, and he didn't have any redstone, he couldn't even build most kindergarten-level bio-electric machines.

But it doesn't matter!

Just like the "most basic, purely manual hook-farming machine," he also has another type of "item duplication machine that doesn't require redstone."

Ding ding ding ding ding~ Cable brushing machine! (Doraemon voice)

"The same joke won't be funny if it's used too often in a short period of time."

"And playing jokes that only you understand in places where no one else is responding...sigh."

With planks, tripwire hooks, levers, and a wooden trapdoor, Milan quickly assembled the frame of the wire-brushing machine. With his hands on his hips, he saw this machine, which had fed countless Minecraft players with its ups and downs, from a real-world perspective for the first time, and felt an overwhelming urge to complain.

Then he suppressed it again.

He sighed, shook his head, filled two buckets with water, climbed up to the top of the machine to fill the water tank, confirmed that the tripwire hook was properly connected, and then pulled a lever to activate the trapdoor—the trapdoor opened, and the blocked still water turned into a torrent that rushed out. The fluid rushed over the tripwire hook, causing the placed [line] to be constantly impacted.

The tripwire hook emitted a continuous "snap snap" sound as it was activated.

Meanwhile, lines in the form of falling objects were continuously washed out by the water flow and fell into the pool that Milan had built in advance.

The lines kept popping out of the void, the tripwire hooks kept being activated, but the lines above never broke—yes, that's right (Yes, inde溜翼漆扒思死覇ed), creating lines from the void, that's the Minecraft line-generating machine.

With just ordinary materials that can be obtained early on, and without even needing redstone, you can easily squeeze money out of the villagers who exchange thread for emeralds, and achieve emerald financial freedom early on.

"Although I was mentally prepared and had even created something similar, seeing something so unscientific again still..."

Milan, brimming with the urge to complain, took a deep breath, and finally let out a long sigh. After all this, [the line] was finally free. He scooped the sputtering line out of the pool and walked to the workbench to open the GUI.

[4 strands of yarn = 1 piece of wool]

Yes, this is the formula—which is why Milan wasn't in a hurry even though the grain ingot couldn't be tested for the time being: even if the brushing machine couldn't be established, the amount of thread he purchased was enough to support his needs for synthesizing wool.

—So what's next...?

Milan crafted three wools, then took out planks and laid them out in threes on the 3x3 crafting grid on the workbench; unsurprisingly, the crafted area produced a [White Bed] block.

He took the bed down and, with a wave of his hand, placed the toy-like little bed in reality. Without making a sound, the little bed grew larger and became a large bed, two meters long and one meter wide, big enough for him to lie down and sleep on.

"Now, it's time to witness the miracle."

Even after experiencing time travel, Minecraft cheats, crafted equipment, and personal relationships, Milan, who felt he had gained a lot of experience, still couldn't help but feel his heart racing at this moment. He took a deep breath, and when he reached out his right hand, he felt his fingertips and muscles trembling as he slowly touched the white, simple bed that looked like a hospital bed.

—This is the path to resurrection! How could I not be excited?

With this thought in mind, he gritted his teeth and slammed his hand on the bed, concentrating on selecting the [Interaction] action as if using any other function block.

But what appeared in his consciousness was not the familiar phrase "Respawn point set".

But...

[Player detected in "Survival Mode"]

[No "spawn point" found, unable to set "respawn point"]

"……what?"

No, wait, wait, wait, explain this to me.

"Birth point not found"?

As we all know, there are three games that, when combined, cannot form a complete beginner's tutorial.