Lawrence moved all the collected dirt to a low shack.

Sophia followed, and when both of them crouched at the entrance, it looked crowded.

"What are you doing with all this?" Sophia wondered why.

Lawrence explains: "You can keep warm, you can block out air leaks, or you can put out fires when you have pillows and things to lean on. ”

The shack was clean, and the shack, which was about the size of a car, looked even smaller after two baskets of dirt were put in.

"I'll light a fire to drive away the insects and moisture inside, and if you're okay, go and dispose of the rats, and leave the jerky behind."

The rat's entrails were perishable, and Lawrence had planned to deal with them in the afternoon, but now that Sophia was in the way, let her do something.

Sophia quickly went about her work happily, using the knife she was carrying to cut the rat's stomach vertically, removing the entrails and intestines inside.

Blood was quickly oozing from the frozen cold flesh, and Sariel was collecting firewood nearby, while Lawrence dewormed and dehumidified the shack, inspecting the air leaks around the shack through the smoke.

"Baa~"

The dom sheep, who don't have to carry heavy loads, are looking for wild grass to eat nearby, and before they know it, they are close to Sophia.

The giant goat, much larger than Sophia, looked at Sophia quietly, and quickly leaned over and bent its horned head down.

"Ahhh

Poor Sophia was startled, and her body with the knife fell backwards in a panic due to the fright, and she fell on her back.

She didn't care about the embarrassment, and quickly got up and stood up, away from the terrifying monster.

When Sophia looked at the big guy with the sharp horns again, she saw that the big guy was licking the blood from the stone, and the white whiskers and hair around his mouth were still stained with the blood of the mouse's internal organs.

The entrails and blood sausages that had been placed on the stone were gone, and because of Sophia's retreat, the dried rat that had fallen to the ground was noticed by the Dom sheep.

The Dom sheep was about to bow his head to eat the rat cake when a dirty boot stepped on its head.

"Bah-" The Dom sheep let out a frightened cry and quickly backed away from the place.

After retreating a few meters, it felt safe again, and lowered its head to continue looking for wild grass to eat, this time not approaching the stone again.

Lawrence stood still looking at the Dom sheep, then turned to look at the frightened Sophia, "It's okay, but you still have to watch out for these stupid things in the future, they are not harmless at all times." ”

Sophia breathed a sigh of relief and was not afraid when she saw Lawrence, "Got it, my master." ”

Saliel also walked over, and guessed the general situation by looking at the blood and rats on the ground, and the corners of the Dom's mouth.

"Dom sheep don't usually attack humans, but they do eat chicks and bugs sometimes, and are very docile in the winter and a little more irritable in the summer."

Sarriel said to Lawrence, "It's best not to kick them in the head in the summer, they get a bad temper in the summer." ”

Lawrence nodded, "As you said before, and I know this, I often have people there who are pushed to the stomach by the horns of cows and sheep, and there are poor old and little ones who are pushed out and put to the ground by the grumpy bulls. ”

When choosing a mount, it is very important to be docile and understandable, dom sheep will be much more docile in the winter due to the environment, but not in the summer.

Usually in the summer, they will be released to the mountains to breed freely, or they will be suppressed by strong laborers such as Andrew.

A mountain is taller than a mountain, and although the dom sheep are taller than most women and children, they are not beasts of prey in the territory of the mountain barbarians, and the men of the barbarian villages can tell these fools who are the masters with a stick.

Especially in the village, even in the most irritable times of summer, it is necessary to be honest in front of the family-organized crowd.

Otherwise, you will be beaten.

Being injured by livestock is an accident, after all, no one knows when these docile animals will go crazy.

"It's just a small probability, and the Dom sheep really need something to eat to replenish their strength." Lawrence said to the frightened Sophia: "If you catch a mouse and squirrel in the future, the entrails will be given to the Dom sheep, and occasionally eating something good will also help you to work later." ”

Sophia nodded.

This matter passed quickly, and people were more tolerant of livestock, which were reserved labor and food, and they could not burn pots and sharpen knives for small things.

Lawrence asks Sariel after cleaning the room where he sleeps.

"Sariel, why don't you cut off the horns of the domes? This makes it less likely to hurt people, and it won't be stuck because of that corner. ”

"Because the pair of horns is needed in the summer to attract the opposite sex, domes without horns can easily get sick and become unwanted to eat and stay on the ground all day," Saliel explains. ”

Horns are a male trait of domes, and without their horns, they will become less confident.

"Well, I remember how often I see people with horn helmets outside." Lawrence thought of the barbarian warriors and nobles he had seen in the city, and they all liked to wear helmets with horns and horns.

Saliel helped gather the firewood and took the braided rope out of the cloth bag and placed it near the doorway.

"Lawrence, the rope is here."

"Okay." Lawrence needed to do a lot of things, but said anyway, "You and Sophia can go back, or Andrew will find you." ”

Saliel smiled and said, "Okay, there are pies in the bag, it should rain at night, you should be careful." ”

Lawrence nodded, "I will." ”

Sophia wanted to stay together, but went back with Saril under Lawrence's calm gaze.

The two rode on a Dom sheep and left the hill under Lawrence's watchful eye.

Lawrence looked around, and he was alone.

Blue sky, white clouds, green mountains, green water, fresh air, boundless vision.

"It's so quiet......"

Lawrence took a deep breath and wasted a few seconds enjoying the moment of tranquility before quickly setting the trap.

The first is to tie some ropes to the outside of the woods, which are twenty-six centimeters above the ground, between two or three pine trees.

After forming a horizontal obstacle, it can block the approach of some medium-sized and large beasts.

Most of the beasts have poor eyesight, especially the small white ropes that are very hidden at night.

In the face of strange obstacles, their unique wildness will cause them to roar when they encounter something incomprehensible.

Especially bears.

The roar may have been a sign of deterrence from the beasts, but it was also a reminder to Lawrence, a reminder to wake up innocent passers-by who were asleep quickly.

In addition to the simple horizontal ropes, Lawrence also sharpened fifty short ten-centimeter wooden thorns before dark, burying them in the nearby ground, making it difficult for most beasts with meat pads, even humans, to keep their mouths shut.

The shack is not strong, and if you hit the side of the blade of grass with force, you can get out of the shack.

When the time comes, under the cover of flying grass clippings, you can quickly step on the other side of the wooden board on the pine tree.

Lawrence's shack was designed with a lot of things in mind, from the location to the shape and materials, all of which were carefully selected and modified.

Simple but not simple.