The nineteenth day of entering the eternal world.

Wilson and the others didn't waste much time on the mole, as Willow found another raccoon while collecting mushrooms.

"Should raccoons live in birch forests?"

"How do I know?" Wilson and Willow were both squatting next to the napping raccoon, who was not afraid of life at all, chubby, with a long beard. Speaking of beards, Wilson's own beards don't look like they look, and the last time he took care of them was ten days ago.

"Meow~" The raccoon stretched and ended his wonderful dream.

"Come here, little meow~" Willow tried to attract the kitten's attention, "Can we take it back?" ”

"Probably can, if it wants to." Wilson said.

Willow teased the kitten with Bernie, and Wilson got up and walked around, except for the branches of the trees that had lost their leaves, the flowers that had not yet withered, and the mushroom roots were everywhere - the mushrooms were now in Willow's backpack, and if it weren't for winter, they would soon grow again soon.

As he walked, Wilson saw the pigman hut again. Why are there pig people here too?

Wilson ran over, yes, it was a pigman, exactly like the one he had seen before. But there was only one pig-man hut here, and in the north-west forest, they were a village. Wilson tried to enter the pigman's house, but it was clear that the room was not open to him.

Exploring here again, Wilson made a new discovery: it was a cobblestone road. How long will he walk along the cobblestone path? Where is the end of the road? I ought to tell Willow lest she worry, Wilson thought, but it was no time to turn back. The sides of the cobblestone road are no different from the rest of the birch forest, except for a few pigman huts that you can see here and there.

In the distance, there appears to be a clearing, and the land there is the same color as the base's - light green, what is it? This was the end of the cobblestone road, and Wilson took a little two steps and saw the pigmen's village.

"What's that?" Hidden behind the pigman's hut are several towering stone monuments, and there seems to be something else there.

"Oh my God!" When Wilson saw what was in the middle of the stele, he couldn't help but exclaim—it was a pig lying on its back! It was fat, with short limbs that were almost invisible, and it had something like a crown on its head.

"Hey!" Wilson approached it, standing beside the pig and looking very thin. The pig was as sluggish as a normal pigman, and it has been proven to be no different from other pigmen except for its size. Maybe she should bring Willow here to see, she hasn't seen the pigman yet, what will she say? Probably something like "it looks so stupid".

Wilson returns the same way and finds Willow, who is having fun with the raccoon, and her relationship with the kitten has progressed so quickly that she has managed to hold it in her arms.

"You're going to take me to see the pigman?" Willow thought for a moment and put the raccoon on the ground, "Wait for me to come back, little meow~"

The two of them walked along the cobblestone road to the pigman's village.

"Looks like an idiot, they stink!" As Wilson had expected, Willow approached the huge pig and immediately pinched her nose and retreated, she didn't like pigmen. But no one likes this creature, right? What are they for?

Due to the delay, what was supposed to be spent overnight in the place where the bonfire was previously lit can now be re-lit in the pigman village, wasting the previous materials.

The last time I spent the night outside with Willow was when we went to shave cows, it was a full moon that night, the moon was bright, and there were sleeping cows all around, and Wilson and they slept very peacefully. Tonight was different, the pigs all hid back in the hut, and the dim light emanated from the pigmen's hut, and the huge pig fell asleep at night, and it didn't move at all, probably too fat.

"Good night."

"Good night~"