John had a few pottery in front of him that could still be seen, and when he tapped it gently, the sound was not crisp, but rather a little dull. This kind of thing is on the Rough Stone Continent, and it is estimated that it is a failed product, and it will be smashed as soon as it is baked. However, these pottery are the real pottery on this continent, at least much better than the ones they made in purgatory.

After that, the ceramic refining was indeed taken over by Abbott. The reason is simple, John is more convenient than Abbott to do this. Alberta, as the ancient god of the earth, wants to use any kind of soil, and it is just beckoning. And what about John? I had to look for it everywhere.

Well, John doesn't dwell on this either. Anyway, it's not that I can't do it, and I don't have the leisure to stay here all the time. It's a big deal, when the time comes, I will also build an earthen kiln for firing ceramics somewhere else. On the contrary, Abbott appears bored in the temple, and it would be nice to have something to do. So, since Abbott wanted to do it, John asked Abbott to do it.

With that in mind, John got into the carriage. Selena didn't seem to like the previous things too much, and wanted to leave, but John and Albert had a good time, and it was hard to say, and now seeing that John was leaving, Selena naturally raised her hands in favor.

John sat in the carriage, looked at the pile of gold and silver treasures in the glove box placed under the back seat of the carriage, touched his chin and said, "Selena, is this the pocket money your brother gave you?"

Selena nodded: "This is a souvenir given to me by Brother Abbott!"

A god-like souvenir. John's hands clenched his chest collapsed for a moment. This souvenir is really crazy, are you a souvenir for those big nobles?

Well, anyway, with these "souvenirs" of Abbott, at least I don't have to worry about money for a long time. That's a good thing. John silently closed the box and turned to look at Selena next to him, "Where are we going now?"

Selena squeezed Cecilia in her hand and said, "Why don't we go and see the poor guy we made a system?"

John shrugged, also very interested in the current situation of that guy, after all, the idea was proposed by himself, and John also wanted to know what the original stone soul that he and Selena were playing with was doing now.

Hamlin felt his head foggy: What was going on?

Hamlin's memory is somewhat confusing. I was in a car accident and was lying in the hospital? When I was in a daze, I heard my parents calling the doctor to come over, how did I wake up and come here? Is I already dead? Is this the world after death?

When Hamlin woke up, he was lying in a bush. I don't know how long I've been lying down, but when I woke up, my body was already very stiff, and my whole body was red and swollen from mosquitoes, itchy and painful. Reach out and scratch, potassium deficiency and your own skin scratching is not very useful. In the end, Hamlin gave up on the action that not only failed to solve the problem, but also made himself more uncomfortable.

It was only then that Hamlin began to observe his surroundings. This is not a place that I am familiar with - whether it is my home country of England or the Oriental country where I studied abroad, I have always grown up and lived in the city, if I want to say that I have any connection with the farm, when I was in the Oriental country, I went on an outing with my classmates?

Where the hell is this! Hamlin wanted to cry without tears. What I'm wearing doesn't look like my own clothes, so how can I have such coarse cloth clothes? It's not a movie. My stomach kept screaming, but I never found anything to eat, and I didn't know that after walking for too long, my legs seemed to have left my body, but I still didn't see anyone. The sun in the sky is shining on me, and it is scorching, and I guess I have some sunburn. Hamlin looked at his somewhat reddened arm and thought.

Finally, when he felt that he was about to starve to death, Hamlin saw a smoke in the distance. That excitement is almost comparable to the time when I received the admission letter from the Oriental Country PBC Institute of Technology. I hurriedly ran in that direction, and I couldn't care about falling down a few times on the way, so I got up with my hands and feet and continued to run in that direction.

Hamlin saw the two villagers standing at the entrance of the village, and was about to wave hello, when suddenly he realized that something was wrong: they ...... Why are they all dressed in such coarse cloth? What are they holding in their hands? Are there still such farm tools? Aren't all those hoes and sickles only seen in museums?

Feeling that something was wrong, Hamlin finally woke up from his previous excitement. Slowing down, Hamlin began to hide his form. Hamlin, who had recovered from his hunger, began to rethink his original question: where is this? The completely different clothes, the old objects that can only be seen in museums, shook Hamlin's body, and cold sweat came down from the top of his head.

Thinking of a certain terrible possibility, Hamlin shook his head: impossible, hehehehe, how is it possible, isn't it all a matter of fiction? Another world or something, there is no such thing as a ...... Hamlin, who was hiding in the corner, reached out and wiped his sweat with his sleeve and stood up. Standing up too violently at once, a moment of dizziness hit him, so that Hamlin almost fell, but fortunately there was a big tree next to him, and he reached out to hold on to the big tree to stand firmly. Only then did Hamlin remember that his belly was empty. Anyway, let's find something to eat first.

Sneaking, careful to avoid the eyes of the villagers, he finally managed to find his way into the village along the corner, and Hamlin listened to the movements around him. From time to time, I heard the sound of the villagers talking. Not any of the languages he was familiar with, Hamlin thought. However, this does not rule out the possibility that he did not recognize it. In the back of his mind, Hamlin still doesn't think the possibility of crossing will exist.

Now is not the time to dwell on that, Hamlin thought. Now it's time to fill your stomach, and the rest of the stuff will be thought about when you're full. Looking at the rooster standing on the low wall in front of him, Hamlin decided that he would eat this for dinner.

Looking at the big rooster with a lively spirit, Hamlin's eyes appeared with many dishes made of chicken, including fried chicken and roast chicken from England, as well as various delicacies from the Orient, and he did not pay attention to the road under his feet. One accidentally stepped on something and made a clicking sound. This was a stab at the hornet's nest, and many of the guard dogs who stayed in the kennel outside the house were instantly excited, and they all began to bark, alarming the villagers in the house. Seeing this scene, Hamlin trembled, he knew that he didn't understand the language with them now, and he didn't know how the people here would treat him, so he hurriedly pulled his legs and ran.

Hamlin didn't dare to stop, and ran into a forest with all his strength, until he tripped over a tree vine in a panic, only to find that he was so weak that he could even stand up. Hamlin, who was carrying a rough breath, found a rare hole in a tree that was barely sheltered from the wind, pulled some branches and swept them with his hands, driving out the mosquitoes that might exist in it and nesting in.

I want to go home.

I don't know if I'm too hungry or too tired, Hamlin thought before he fainted.