That night, Fang Tian continued to cultivate, continued to absorb the starlight, and continued to experience the feeling of the little starlight integrating into the meridians.

At this point, cultivation, more and more of its own charm has been revealed.

If it is simply described in words, every day's cultivation, as far as Fang Tian is concerned, is really more and more like drinking alcohol, only holding that wine, and not waiting to drink it, it is already drunk without intoxicating people.

Of course, this is just the imagination of Fang Tian, a novice in wine.

At another time, if he really becomes an expert in drinking, it is difficult to say whether he will still associate the beauty of his cultivation feelings with such things.

The next day, Fang Tian began to purchase the series of items listed in his consciousness, oh no, it was manufacturing.

Bedroom, study (or workshop), sanitary bathroom, which of the three will you pay attention to?

Fang Tian didn't sort it, but the first thing that came to mind was the bedroom, the bed used to sleep in the bedroom. ――By the way, is it a natural reaction to not sleeping for too long?

Knives, axes, saws, and other bits and pieces of woodworking tools, Fang Tian had already taken a set from the Fenglin compound.

Some processes can be replaced with sorceries, but some still cannot. Moreover, Fang Tian is more for leisure rest and relaxation, so he might as well make a cameo appearance as a carpenter for the time being.

Well, Magic Carpenter.

At this time, those precious ancient trees in the reckless wilderness were poisoned by Fang Tian. Of course, when it is said to be "precious", it is only for the previous life, and it refers specifically to the previous life when he came. Rosewood or something, in ancient times, was just ordinary ballast wood.

Let's talk about the present.

Whether it's heavy wood or fragrant wood, fragrant wood is okay, agarwood can still sell for cabbage prices, rosewood. In this reckless mountain wilderness, no one knows that it is buried in the mountains.

Because it is also a heavy wood, there are better iron woods than it.

Standing under a red sandalwood tree on the edge of the cliff that had grown for an unknown number of years, Fang Tian sighed softly in his heart, then swung his axe and swung it down hard, slashing!

That feels, it's good.

As for agarwood, it's still free.

In the future, it is good to find some agarwood in the valley or underground and mix it with other spices to make some incense tablets.

A few trees were cut and spun around. Fang Tian came to the place where he first came to this world, looked at the agarwood tree, especially the agarwood tree, and stood for a few minutes, thinking for a moment, and then turned to leave.

The tree is still the same day. People are not yesterday.

I just wonder if the little bird that was chirping at that time was still here?

Logging in the mountains. It took about a morning.

Transporting the wood from the mountains to the outside. and then transported to other places, all by water. In this era, only waterways were available, and the price of wood was basically reflected in labor and freight.

So sitting on Baoshan, the mercenary group that operates timber here can only make some hard-earned money.

Well. Hard bread money.

Money for milk powder is absolutely not enough. -- If there were milk powder in this world.

Fang Tian didn't deliberately understand this, but he was in the Maple Forest Compound, and he was talking about the mercenary industry. Before he knew it, he could even draw a "map of the operation of mercenary groups of all sizes under the Karado Mountains" quite accurately.

For a high-level mage (mid-level mage), it is obvious that it is not necessary to get these felled trees out like ordinary people.

Therefore, Fang Tian was just felling, and when the felling project was completed and he returned to the island in the middle of the lake, these trees followed him to the island in batches.

Then Fang Tian began to build the bed.

Large round bed.

In previous lives, some people were said to be oriented when it came to sleeping.

Some people have their heads south and feet north, some people have heads north and feet south, respectively in the direction of the earth's magnetic field, and there are people with heads facing east and west, paying attention to cutting magnetic field lines. Some people deliberately make a wrong angle, 30 degrees and 60 degrees, and pay attention to cutting the magnetic field while conforming to the magnetic field.

The result is a mess, a position of 360 degrees, and there are people in any position.

A lot of attention is put together, of course, it is not exquisite.

So Fang Tian planned to get a big round bed for Xiao Loli, and this big round bed will be divided into two parts, and the upper part can be rotated, just like a rotating table. She likes to sleep with her head facing wherever she wants, and she can change the direction of the day.

Bedroom furnishings, the bed is the first, and then the hanger is the second.

I don't know if there is a hanger in this world, but at least, with the grade of the Maple Forest Mercenary Group, there is no need for this kind of thing, and when you sleep at night, the clothes are placed on the inside of the bed.

Fang Tian built, Xiao Loli watched, from time to time also learned from Fang Tian, fiddling with some wooden gadgets, and tried to carve a brother of her Fang Tian in the middle, but his craftsmanship was terrible, making the small wood carving big with one foot and one small foot, one hand long and one hand short, in addition, he also had a small belly.

Fang Tianzuo was miserable, but he was still forced by Xiao Loli to sign his name on the small wood carving, to show that this little wood carving was him.

Then little Loli happily decided to collect this little wood carving.

Fang Tian's craftsmanship was actually not very good.

Things were built to be passable, but the time was used to the sea.

Just two things, it took a whole afternoon. Moreover, he is still open, and the spell aura has always been MAX.

If there is no magic assistance, any carpenter can blow him up ten streets.

But then again, the water spell is used for polishing, and I really praise it. This kind of "external force bonus" is absolutely impossible for ordinary carpenters.

The bed and hanger are ready, and the bedroom furniture is over, and if there are any other needs in the future, you can replenish them at any time. The joy of little loli naturally goes without saying.

After the bedroom, there is the study, specifically, the table, chair, and pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and, Fang Tian promised to prepare for Xiao Loli before, a "flower".

Night, Maple Grove Compound, in the well.

Fang Tian sat quietly on the ground as he had done many, many times before. Unlike before, now, the slightest wisps of starlight are faintly falling from the sky, and the whole world seems to be raining lightly.

Fang Tian's whole body and mind. All bathed in this light rain.

Immenseness, solemnity, and tranquility are the main tone of the "heart" at this time.

The mind is focused on the feelings of the practice, and a small part is withdrawn and does other things. And the first thing to do is papermaking.

In the barren mountains, in the wilderness, many materials are inexplicably divided. And then they converge together.

In this case, if it was Fang Tian's previous life, if someone saw it, they would definitely shout: "Mom, hell!"

But in this world. In this world of magicians, it is purely normal. Of course. Although "normal". But it's not something that ordinary people can see. Even low-level magicians will be in awe when they see it.

It was just like the finger that Fang Tian had seen in the image of Zhihai before.

There is no one in the wilderness, but things are multiplied.

Basically, this represents power, at least power above the official mage!

You know, even a ninth-level magic apprentice. That is, the quasi-law level, the general range of the elements it controls is almost only about 500 meters.

What should be real yàn is all really yàn finished.

Fang Tian was doing it at this time. It's just a simple processing operation based on the previous actual results. And similar operations have been carried out thousands of times before, and at this time, it is naturally very familiar.

The mind didn't think twice, just mechanically executed a few simple steps.

There are no major fluctuations in the surrounding elements, as if they are just very natural water currents.

And in this process, several kinds of paper of different specifications were manufactured, until the top of the third floor of Fang Tian's three-story small building was filled with several large stacks of paper.

This is "magic making".

There is no long time consumption, no equipment is running, the whole process is just controlled by the mind of a magician.

Then, the things that need to be made are just like that.

It is close to "making something out of nothing".

In fact, if it seems to an ordinary person, this is something out of nothing, or rather, it is a miracle.

And for Fang Tian, at least, in papermaking, now, wherever he is, as long as his mind moves, "paper comes", and then, the paper really comes.

As the practice progresses, will there be a day when everything can be created with just a thought?

Even though he was a magic cultivator himself, Fang Tian was still shocked by this great power.

At this time, what Fang Tian thought of was not himself.

It's the owner of the finger you see in the sea.

It's the one in the "dream" who is in the zài.

They......

A certain emotion quietly rises in my heart and quietly disappears. The next moment, Fang Tian shook his head, and a moment later, a brush was already in his hand.

After another moment, a blank, hundred-page white book fell into his hand.

Books do not need to be bound, because where they need to be bound, they are already glued together, as if they were made in nature.

Soon after, even the ink was ready.

Fang Tian held the pen in his hand and wrote quietly.

Just like the ancient typography format of the previous life, from top to bottom, from right to left. If you write a lot of words, such a book will look more tiring. But if there are not many words, then between the words and between the lines, the kind of organization brought by the layout will come out.

Levels 1 to 6, all kinds of magic apprentice stages, positive, partial, fundamental, and subtle, Fang Tian pondered and played with them, and then, his consciousness formed words, and the words turned into ink spots, condensed between the pages.

Before and after, about three magic hours or so, the book was written, a total of ninety-eight pages, or ninety-eight.

This night, Fang Tian was cultivating while doing these things sporadically.

Including a book and a small flower tree, this flower tree is made of paper all over the body, because of the mix of appropriate colors, at first glance, it looks like a real flower tree.

On the flower tree, white flowers bloom beautifully.

One of them was yellow, and on this flower, Fang Tian left a small story.

Soon after, the wooden floor was in place, the desk and chair were in place, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were in place, and the books were in good condition. Flower trees, placed next to the desk.

The installation of the study was completed here.

Then, in this small building, there are several other places that should be taken care of, and those that should be rectified. Before the dawn came, as soon as it was ready.

Next, little Loli can officially move here.

And Fang Tian's relaxation and leisure affairs also came to an end temporarily. (To be continued......)