When the roof tiles were laid, Chen Zheng's cabin was almost finished, and the rest was a decoration problem.

The bedroom has two windows in the sunny direction, which is perfectly sized for the light required in the cottage.

Although the window frame is still empty, and there is no glass or anything like that, Chen Zheng has already considered this problem, and installed two pure wooden windows on the inside, which can be turned on for daylight and closed from the inside at night.

This time, the folding of the doors and windows is no longer made of bark ropes, but now the metal folding of red copper is used.

Compared with the common brass, copper is much softer, so Chen Zheng had to increase the size, and the final fold was heavy, and if he accidentally smashed it on his foot, he could break the surface of his foot.

Speaking of which, I have to say that the magical thing like a lightsaber is so easy to use. Whether it's metal or wood, lightsabers can easily cut them off or carve them into the shape Chen Zheng needs.

The loose pages on the doors and windows were cut out directly by Chen Zheng with a lightsaber, and when the doors and windows were closed, they were tightly closed, and the tolerances were almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

Looking at the beautiful cottage with the color of logs, Chen Zheng's chest was full of a sense of accomplishment.

However, in addition to pride, Chen Zheng did not sleep here on the first night of the completion of the cabin, and still returned to his snow cave to make do with the night.

Early the next morning.

Chen Zhengtian jumped up and ran to the wooden house before dawn, hurriedly opened the wooden door and entered the "living room", the air in the "living room" was obviously warmer than outside.

It was dark in the room, except for the red glow of the hearth. The so-called living room actually doubles as a kitchen, and the stove is on the left side of the living room against the wall.

Before leaving yesterday, Chen Zheng lit a fire in the hearth and added some extra firewood, which was sure to burn until dawn.

Although the fire burned overnight, the air in the living room was still fresh, because Chen Zheng deliberately left ventilation holes to prevent carbon monoxide poisoning.

Walking through the living room, Chen Zheng pushed open the wooden door of the bedroom.

As the wooden door "creaked" open, a wave of heat rushed towards him.

The temperature in the bedroom was obviously much higher than in the living room, Chen Zheng opened the window, returned to the bed, and found a wooden cup from the thick straw mat.

The cup is filled with water, the water is not frozen, and it is still warm in the hand.

"Not bad."

Chen Zheng nodded with satisfaction.

I didn't rush to move in yesterday, mainly because I didn't know how cold the night on this planet really was. The wooden house is different from the snow cave, which is similar to a cellar, and the temperature fluctuates relatively little, while the wooden house is exposed to the cold wind, and God knows if the wooden house built by Chen Zheng will leak around.

If the temperature drops more than expected during the night, you don't feel anything when you go to sleep, and you won't wake up the next morning. After being busy for so many days, I didn't starve to death or be eaten, but I froze to death in my bed, which is too embarrassing.

Fortunately, the wooden house built by Chen Zheng still withstood the test.

With a permanent place to live, some secondary needs are gradually put on the agenda.

For example, tables and chairs.

The rough table by the fire was thrown there by Chen Zheng, and he made a new long table, a chair with a backrest, and a rocking chair.

On the wall hangs a pair of wooden tablets "wall calendar", and each wooden strip is engraved with orthography, representing the time that Chen Zheng has passed since he came here.

Chen Zheng didn't know how many hours a day was here, or how many days there were in a year. The calendar he followed was still the Gregorian calendar on Earth, and strictly speaking, the "day" here was not equivalent to a day on Earth. Chen Zheng's calendar calculation method is simply no matter how many hours there are in a day, it is recorded as a "day" according to the star's lifetime.

The furniture was perfected, and the bedding was improved shortly afterwards.

The outer skin of his pillow is now woven from bark fibers, only this time the bark fibers are torn thinner than a hair, soaked in grass and wood ash water, and then spun into roving with a spinning wheel, and woven into bark fiber cloth with a very primitive wooden loom.

It took the whole morning to weave the fabric used to weave this pillow. The bark fabric thus woven is still coarse, but much stronger than before—the kind that was made before is more appropriate than a mat than cloth.

The pillow was filled with dried blades of grass, which was not soft, but when Chen Zheng slept on it that night, he already felt as if he was in heaven.

However, the quilt is still a pile of hay, and for the foreseeable future, if he can't hunt any land animals, Chen Zheng will have to use these things as bedding.

While constantly improving his living standards, Chen Zheng's "research" did not fall behind.

But as he thought before, the so-called "research" is just a bit of a mess.

Lacking all kinds of equipment, almost all common materials are absent, and even the various elements that are readily available on Earth can only be obtained here in dreams.

Including the metal that Chen Zheng previously thought was red copper, its purity is also quite questionable. It's just that there is no condition to measure what the impurities are, and natural purification is not so much important.

When Chen Zheng's "research" reached a bottleneck, another thing unexpectedly surprised him.

That day, when he was mixing a small amount of strange fish crystal powder with copper powder, and was about to use his mind to "alchemy", he accidentally shook his hand and sprinkled the strange fish crystal powder on his clothes.

Then when he took out the things in his pocket with some distress and carefully collected the strange fish crystal powder, he suddenly found that the white healing instrument that he had put in his pocket suddenly lit up!

Looking at the green indicator light flashing back and forth, Chen Zheng couldn't help but be stunned.

Didn't you run out of power before? Why is it bright again now!?

Could it be ......

…… Chen Zheng placed the healing instrument on the table and sprinkled some crystal powder on it......

The "screen" of the "mobile phone" suddenly lit up, and a small "battery compartment" that could only hold a few grains of rice was exposed, and the crystal powder seemed to be attracted by something, and was directly sucked into the "battery compartment".

Then its "screen" dimmed, leaving only the indicator light flashing back and forth.

"It was a bonus......"

Chen Zheng was stunned for a while fiddling with the white treatment instrument, cut a small wound on his finger and tried the effect, and found that he had indeed recovered his healing ability, so he treasured it and hid it closely.

But......

“…… Am I always thinking wrong? Chen Zheng picked up a small piece of the Strange Fish Crystal and frowned.

He had always believed that the Strange Fish Crystal was some kind of omnipotent substance that could be transformed into various elements under the influence of blue light. But he really didn't expect that this kind of thing could be directly used as energy!