The forty-second day of the eternal world.

Maxwell was a magician, he was a learned man who knew a lot about survival and knew a lot about the world.

"My grandmother told us to raise them, so I guess the birds make people happy."

"Are you in a good mood? No, no, no, I don't think so. Maxwell noticed the bird cages in the base, and the newly caught crows, "Birds chirp, they are annoying little things. The only use is raw eggs, bird eggs allow us to get protein, hi Mr. Wally, you will definitely cook with eggs, right? ”

Wally looked up, "What do you mean?" ”

"Waffles, dumplings, bacon omelette, it's all a rare delicacy." Maxwell licked his mouth intoxicated, "But of course, I found out that we don't have a refrigerator in our base, and there is no meat, so naturally you can't exchange meat for these little things for their eggs, let alone add bird eggs to your cooking pot." ”

"Wormwood, little Worm has, they have a refrigerator in their base." Wilson remembered Wendy's "home," where everything was there.

"Wormwood, that sounds familiar."

"He doesn't live with us, little Wurm's 'home' is in the oasis, he's a 'vegetative person'."

Maxwell patted his head, "Oh—so you're talking about Wormwood. I see who you're talking about, does he live in the Oasis now? ”

"You know him?" Wilson asked in surprise.

"Yes, that's not true, but I understand, I prefer the emerald to himself, but it's a pity that they have become one."

Wilson didn't understand what this meant, and Maxwell didn't explain.

"And what do you think we're missing from our base?" Wilson wanted Maxwell to give him some advice.

"What's less? I'll say something hurtful," Maxwell said, looking around, "it's not a base at all." I heard you've been living here for forty days? Look, what's going on here? Simple fire pits, tinkered tents, a small farm, I can't really say it tactfully, your base is terrible! ”

It doesn't sound so smooth, but Wilson knows it's true.

"I'll tell you what's missing." Maxwell was in high spirits: "First of all, a pottery turntable, carved from stone into chess pieces; followed by the snowball launcher, summer is coming; There is also a delicate coffee table, a few flowers that make people feel happy; The most important thing is the moon phase disc, you know what the moon phase is, right? Of course, I'd like to have a night light, but obviously—" Maxwell continued, in an imperceptible voice, "that would be too extravagant and too dangerous." ”

Wilson was puzzled, "But I've never heard of any of these buildings." Aren't we needed lightning rods, refrigerators, meat racks, beehives, etc.? ”

Maxwell shook his head, "It's all, very basic buildings, very basic. ”

Wilson didn't understand, probably he and Maxwell didn't have the same perception of the world.

Next, Wilson also discovers that Maxwell is a talkative man, he is interested in everything, and he wants to interject in everything. Maxwell said to Chef, "Mr. Wally, why don't you get some spices?" I found out that we have chili peppers, and although I personally don't like spicy food, the condiments are always very useful, right? He saw the little spider and Walter fiddling with their toys all day long: "Hey~ children, toys are not used like this, you should exchange them for gold with the pig king, gold can bring you a hundred times more happiness than this." But Spider and Walter had no idea of giving up on toys. Maxwell flipped an eyeball out of the box, and he immediately exclaimed, "The eye of the giant deer!" ”

Wilson was beckoned by him, "I don't know, maybe it's been in the box." It is said that Woody did kill Deerclops. ”

"Woody, who's Woody? Oh I remember," Maxwell clutched the eyeball, "he and our Mr. Wolfgang are underground now, right?" ”

Speaking of which, Wilson felt a little sad, and Woody was still uncertain.

Maxwell was so pleased with the discovery of the deer's eyeball that he spent a long time making a hat out of it, like an umbrella, without even eating lunch.

"Haha, it's not raining now, why are you wearing it?" Wilson was amused.

Maxwell didn't care, as if the hat was precious, "This eyeball is stuffed at the bottom of the box, it must be useless, right?" Then give it to me, poor man, I guess you don't object, right? ”

Wilson thought for a moment, "It's up to you." ”

Maxwell then ran over to the box and rummaged through it, muttering, "Where's the drawing?" Where are the drawings? ”

Wilson was busy taking care of the cattle and chopping firewood, and when he had finished cleaning up and had dinner, he came to Maxwell's side, "Hello, sir, can you tell me what the underworld is like?" ”

Maxwell had already taken up the best spot in the tent, and he sat up, "Do you want to hear my story?" Well, we're going to go underground anyway. ”