Terra Tinkers Construct is fine.

"Big sister?"

Petrova, standing behind her, couldn't help but peek out. The Ursus woman peered into the cave, but the 2+1 pit descended in a zigzag staircase, and just a few steps away, the tunnel turned a right angle, obscuring her view with the thick layer of soil.

Only behind the corner, there were faint, swaying lights and shadows.

Froststar shook her head and remained silent.

Just then, footsteps came from the pit, and Milan's head popped out again like a groundhog, his face still covered in dust. He didn't pay attention to this detail, but after climbing to the surface, he looked around, and with a flick of his wrist, placed something new next to the pit entrance.

This is a wooden block about the same size as a workbench, but it doesn't have the tool designs of a workbench. It has a square hole on top, but it's not open, so it looks like a wooden barrel with rings inside rings.

"You're still here? That's good."

He patted the oddly shaped square wooden barrel and said.

"When someone comes back later, please tell them to put the collected items in this bucket over here. Don't worry about whether it's packed tightly or not, this bucket can hold it. Hmm, when it can't hold any more, a white thing will probably pop out from the top, that's what I need."

"Well, the quantity needed might be a bit large, so I'll have to trouble everyone to make something interesting later... Oh, right, I almost forgot!"

As he spoke, he seemed to remember something, his eyes lit up, and he turned and burrowed back into the burrow, his movements even more practiced and casual than in the Yeti's camp.

"...Do as he says."

This whole affair, though seemingly chaotic, didn't completely disrupt the Yetis' daily camping routine, but it did spark their curiosity—there aren't many interesting things to do on a march in the wilderness, and with this novelty around, the Yetis, who had nothing better to do, had somehow gathered in increasing numbers.

Petrova spoke helplessly, and at that moment, the Yetis began to return with weeds and leaves. They looked at the small square wooden bucket and carefully stuffed the natural waste into it. Surprisingly, the small bucket seemed bottomless. No matter how much stuffed in, it only made a creaking sound like compacted hay, and not a drop overflowed.

"wrong."

Froststar suddenly spoke up: "There's something in the bucket."

As the best sorcerer in the Yeti squad, she could vaguely sense that there was indeed "some kind of energy" that would change when the Yetis stuffed leaves and weeds into the bucket; then, with her prompting, something in the bucket piled up more and more, which made the others notice the anomaly—realizing that Milan was not trying to cause them trouble, and more and more people focused their attention on the bucket.

With a strange "pop" sound effect—just as Milan had said—under the watchful eyes of so many of them, the rotten-leaf-colored substance piled up in the bucket suddenly disappeared, replaced by a strange white thing that sprang out of the bucket.

"Ah, it's already been produced?"

Milan's head popped up for the third time.

This time, his gaze fell directly on the pixelated [bone powder], but what he was holding attracted the attention of others: unexpectedly, this time he was holding an even rougher container—it was just a wooden bucket made by hollowing out the middle of a whole block of wood and still having burrs on it.

Not only does it not match his "craftsman" image, but even the various block tools he makes seem out of place.

"I also need a bucket of water, any kind will do! Could any of you brothers please help me out? Thanks!"

As Milan watched the few pixelated, bone meal-like items that popped up as the Yetis worked hard, he waved his hand, and those seemingly unrealistically detailed objects flew straight towards him and were sucked into his body.

The Yetis are used to this now.

Without anyone giving any further instructions, a nearby yeti had already picked up Milan's rough wooden bucket on its own. The guy tried to lift it but couldn't, so he shook it a little, then looked at Milan with a surprised expression before obediently shoveling a few shovelfuls of snow into the bucket.

Fortunately, this thing is no longer like a bottomless pit that can never be filled.

Milan thanked him, picked up the wooden bucket with one hand, and smiled with satisfaction—then, under the numb gazes of the crowd, he once again retreated into the mysterious burrow.

"Uranov?"

Noticing the earlier details and the snow monster's increasingly terrified expression as it shoveled snow, Frostnova asked, "What did you discover?"

"Big sister, that guy... Master Milan, he..."

The yeti called Ulanov was the squad's "icebreaker," tall and long-armed, wielding an Ursus military-grade longsword, and always the team's elite melee fighter; upon hearing Frostnova's question, his expression changed several times before he finally replied:

"Master Milan, his grip strength is abnormal, isn't it?"

“I lifted his bucket when it was empty…it felt like it weighed eighty pounds, at least thirty kilograms.”

"?"

At this moment, the expressions of all the Yetis present changed.

Chapter 13 - Bread (Bonus Chapter)

Milan didn't care what the Yetis were arguing about above ground.

Compared to that, this environment allows him to find his footing more easily: unlike the cold and noisy camp above ground, this small basement, which he quickly dug out and simply reinforced with cobblestones, is now filled with warmth... and a sense of security that Milan is extremely familiar with.

He started playing in version 1.12.2, and the first game he played solo was the old mod, R version of A Song of Ice and Fire. In that version, I don't know if the dragon parameters were wrong, but the dragons that spawned in the wild had ridiculous targeting and aggro. They would often come at you from hundreds of miles away, out of sight, with a burst of dragon breath, and then the whole dragon would rush at you like an entire family had been wiped out, and it would never stop until they were dead.

Milan considers himself a rather down-to-earth mining player. He's the type who would add mods like "Bedrock Cluster" and "Beyond Diamond"—mods that only seasoned miners would add—and he manually mines until he reaches the bedrock layer before mining.

Even so, the dragon in that version would fly all the way over to guard his home's surface, using the "dragon destroys blocks" mechanic to slowly and harden the earth, eventually digging the house and mine shaft down to the bedrock layer to get rid of him.

This directly leads to Milan experiencing severe caveman symptoms whenever they start a new MC game: don't ask, it's just PTSD.

So, all things considered, this familiar tunnel, this familiar pit, this familiar underground environment, and the torch lighting—ah, it feels just like coming home.

This is how Milan feels.

The square basement has about five layers of soil (five meters thick) on top, supported by round stones. It is three meters high and has an area of ​​more than ten square meters. Looking out, you can see a square furnace in operation, with orange flames burning inside, burning log blocks into charcoal.

The light and heat emitted by the furnace dispelled the chill of the underground. The firelight flickered, but did not appear to be bright or dim. Several newly made torches were stuck on several walls, emitting a steady light that evenly illuminated this underground space.

Besides the light, there was a faint but distinct warmth, and pixelated smoke that seemed to exist only for aesthetic purposes and had no real substance.

The familiar pixelated furnace, the familiar pixelated torches—the only difference is that it's like a 40K high-definition texture pack—this small scene is so familiar that it makes Milan feel more comfortable than ever before.

To reiterate: as a true caveman, it feels like coming home.

The oxygen consumed by combustion, the carbon monoxide produced by burning charcoal, and the burning time of the torch—none of these issues bothered Milan. Don't ask, the answer is always, "That's how the code is written." Compared to that, something else was his main focus at the moment.

At the other end near the tunnel entrance, Milan built a wall with dirt blocks and dug a small pit behind the wall. The bottom and walls of the pit were made of cobblestones and filled with "dirt" obtained from digging through the frozen ground.

—No iron, no iron bucket, no way to get water blocks... I'll just have to make do.

Milan shook his head and poured the snow water from the bucket into the soil. The clear water moistened the soil and was intercepted by the round stones at the bottom to prevent it from flowing away. With a light tap of his tool, seemingly without any effort, the moist soil on the ground was transformed into moist farmland.

Then he carefully sowed the three wheat seeds—as expected, the seeds disappeared into the soil the moment they hit the ground, and then, like a fast-forwarded video, a small sprout emerged in the blink of an eye.

"Wow……"

Milan let out a quiet gasp of surprise.

—The budding of life always evokes a vivid sense of emotion.

He took out the bone meal and, with a thought, looked at the field where the seeds had just been planted.

—But now, the power of life is in your own hands.

The scene seemed to be sped up a thousand times: seedlings broke through the soil, sprouted stems and leaves, grew tall and formed ears... In just a few breaths, the wheat skipped several growth stages and stood up on the farmland in a full and mature posture.

Milan remained silent. The only hard constraint now, "satiety" or "hunger," was no longer a limitation for him. He waved his hand and quickly knocked down the mature plants. The fallen wheat and new seeds were added to his inventory, and he turned directly to his workbench.

Wheat * 3 = Bread

synthesis!

A golden loaf of bread, exuding an enticing aroma of wheat and even more perfect than he had imagined, was now in his hands. The illusory hunger was clearer than ever before, and he could no longer restrain himself. He stuffed the bread into his mouth in a few bites. The bread was soft and had a rich wheat aroma. Not to mention the Yeti's inferior sour bread, he had never eaten such delicious bread even before he transmigrated.

This bread is so incredibly delicious!

A warm feeling instantly rose from my stomach, as if flowing directly through my blood vessels into my muscles, replenishing the energy my body lacked.

1 loaf of bread = 5 satiety points + 6 saturation points

"I used up 3 chicken legs before, will one bread make up for 2.5 more...?"

Milan looked at his status bar, thought for a moment, and shook his head.

"It's still quite tight, so I can only say it's just enough for now; and..."

Next, it's time to consider the "fun stuff" promised to the Yeti.

He had no intention of revealing all his abilities to the Yetis directly; the feelings he had for the characters and plot accumulated from the game were one thing, but his own personal safety was another—Milan didn't think he was that bad, but he wasn't so idealistic as to reveal everything to people he didn't even know before, without even the ability to ensure his own safety and freedom.

For example, even if MC is limited to farming, almost one person can support an army, resulting in near-limitless productivity.

And the other two functional blocks placed next to the furnace in the basement, and the tools in his hand—

Stone-handled short sickle

Yes, the tool he used to "clear wasteland" and "harvest crops" was the same one, not the original Minecraft tool [Stone Hoe] that could be directly crafted on a crafting table... In fact, the original Minecraft tools do not have such a convenient "harvesting" ability.

Emmm... Although for crops, the replanting function of "directly peeling and harvesting the products of mature plants and restoring the crops to their early sowing state" is already absurd enough.

This is the first Tinkers' Construct tool he crafted using the Tinkers' Construct blocks: the Component Crafting Table and the Workstation!

Chapter 14: Craftsman's Spirit Expansion (1+1)

Stone-handled short sickle

-Tinker's Construct Tool: Short-bladed Scythe

-Durability: 130

-Melee damage: 2

- Melee speed: 1.6

-Dig Level: Stone

- Upgrade slots: 3

-Ability Slots: 1

-Performance terms: Stonebinding 1, Cultivation 2, Tillage, Pruning, Harvesting

As previously stated.

In essence, Tinkers' Construct is an equipment mod that "adds a complete process system to Minecraft, from mold making to metal smelting, introduces new ore and tool crafting methods, and introduces a new enhancement system." Its main theme is "metal smelting," so most of the time, the mod's content involves working through its own multi-block structures, "smelting furnaces" and "casting furnaces," to smelt raw metal ore into fluids, and then further process them into alloys or cast them into molds.

To do metallurgical work, you first need to meet two prerequisites: First, you need to have a furnace.

If Milan were to act alone, this task wouldn't be particularly difficult: building the Tinkers' Soul Forge requires firing [Burnt Bricks], which is made from [Brick Clay], and brick clay requires [Clay], [Gravel], and [Sand].

Aside from the fact that clay is often found in natural water vein environments in the game and might be a bit hard to find in Ursus, the other two materials aren't too difficult to obtain—but there's a prerequisite: "he's acting alone."

The Yeti has its own mission and marching route, and unless there is a compelling reason, Milan doesn't think he can persuade this whole family to abandon their ideals and actually work for him—he never even considered doing so.

Because metallurgical work has a second prerequisite: you must first have metals that can be smelted; in other words, you must have ore.

Surely no one thinks that the distribution of underground materials in the real world is like in a game, where you can "dig up to the Y-60 height and find bedrock, and just scratch around underground to find a mineral vein," right?

Therefore, Milan had no objection to traveling with the Yeti team: on the one hand, he had a need to understand this world, and having some people who knew his background was more suitable than him wandering aimlessly in the wasteland; on the other hand, Milan knew the destination of their route.

Since we're going to that city anyway, and the city environment will make it easier for us to start doing whatever we want, why not go with them?

However, if conditions permit before that, Milan still needs to find a way to address its two needs.

First, there's the food... He wasn't discriminating against regional food culture, but he genuinely couldn't get used to the food in Ursus; and frankly, he had little confidence in the Yeti Squad's food supply if he wanted to achieve his goal of mooching off their resources and "analyzing" something.

Well, this problem is barely solved for now. Minecraft players' traditional skill is to get bone meal, which at least ensures they won't starve. As for using this as a starting point to poach the Yeti team? Milan suppressed this idea the moment it came to mind. The reason is simple: it's another issue.

--sense of security.

He certainly had the ability to "do something" and the desire to "do something," even though he had only recently arrived on this land and had not yet witnessed, experienced, or felt the hardships and suffering of the working people... There was something flowing in his blood that made him not mind doing what he could.

But let me repeat: Milan is not so noble as to publicly reveal his ability to "easily become an object of compromised safety and freedom" before even having the "ability to ensure his own safety and freedom"—not even to the Yeti squad and Frostnova whom he is familiar with in the game.

Therefore, he needs power, or at least power that he believes can protect him, before he can show some goodwill to this land according to the strength he has: after all, those who know, know that not having a sword in hand and having a sword but not using it are two different things.

So, after going around in circles, we've come full circle: crafting armor in the original Minecraft has a skill ceiling. While I've heard that the latest version (1.21 and above) introduced bronze armor, Milan is aware that his cheat code is likely in version 1.20.1, and he simply doesn't have any copper. Even if he wanted to smelt copper, he wouldn't have the necessary materials. Furthermore, armor generally requires at least iron, and Milan is completely lacking in Tinker's Constructs—he has neither a furnace nor any ore…

Q: In this situation, is it really possible to create armor that can be used to protect oneself?

A: Yes, some brothers.

[2 sticks + 2 planks = 3 molds]

[2 molds + 2 wooden boards = parts manufacturing table]

【3 molds + 4 wooden planks = craftsman's station】

These two items are Milan's purpose: as the starting functional blocks for the Tinkers' Construct mod, the Component Crafting Table is a block for "processing non-metallic materials" and "soft materials" components, capable of processing low-level metallic and non-metallic materials; while the Tinkerer's Station is a basic assembly table for matching components according to tool type and assembling them into tool equipment, used for assembling tools of limited complexity or enhancing tools.

Although the former is limited by its processing capacity and cannot directly process metal ingots of a certain level or higher, fluid casting remains the theme of "Tinker's Soul"; while the latter only has a transitional meaning in the early stages, players will quickly upgrade it to the advanced version "Tinker's Anvil" in order to assemble more parts of high-level tools - but none of this affects the fact that they can be called the "first step to realizing the dream of becoming a craftsman".

Frankly speaking, Milan's current resources and the materials they have are more than enough.

As for Milan... to be honest, when Milan used these two function blocks in an "interactive" way and opened their creation page, her heart skipped a beat.

"Daggers, swords, crossbows, pickaxes, short-handled axes, shovels, pickaxes, short-bladed sickles, plated armor... Please, please don't mess with me, brother."

Although he had been mentally prepared for this, Milan still felt a headache coming on when he saw the meager list of items on the crafting tables and artisan stations—at least compared to the multi-affiliated environments that a craftsman like him was familiar with.

"Armor, armor, I remember plated armor should be..."

While running her fingers through her hair and muttering to herself, Milan clicked on the option for the only armor: [1 Chain Base + 1 Armor Plate]. It was the same old formula, the same old taste.