Winter is here.
All of a sudden, I'm surprised too.
One day it suddenly snowed, and the snow blew in between.
Silver world on one side when it dawns overnight.
"I'm glad I harvested everything I could in advance......!
This MVP is for the Elves who have just joined.
"What are you trying to plant again when winter is coming!?"
and pissed off by Elron, it was a quick and simultaneous pruning job.
Apparently, this world, the shifts in the four seasons, are not as clear as the previous world, and the stones and winters really come abruptly.
Being a visitor from different worlds, I almost crippled many of my crops with snow without realizing anything, the monsters who had just been touched and self-conscious by me, and the mermaids in their first year of life on land.
If that happens, it will be devastating.
Asking them to calculate the harvested crops, they say there is enough to allow all the farm dwellers to cross the winter without starving.
I've reaped it over and over again.
Just because there was hyperfish fertilizer created in magic pharmacy, it was harvested at a rate of once every few months or once every few days if it was bad.
That would drive the feeling of time crazy.
What predicted the arrival of winter was the elves, who had originally lived a well-naturally familiar life among the earthly dwellings.
It's cold sweat that if it weren't for them, the farm would have been devastated, too.
In the first place, there is nothing in this world that clearly conveys the shifts in the four seasons.
All I have is temperature changes at best.
When I think about it, I just realize that it was "pretty hot in retrospect" even when there was summer.
Only winter appeals so much to winter as to this with the whiteness of the snow that strikes with the cold.
"Samu samu... Samu!!"
This cold is a dead and alive issue because I didn't make it into a lock to prepare for winter.
Everyone is shivering in a cotton futon.
"I can't see Ville's guy, but what's up?
"I'm back in my dungeon. There's a warm spot there, depending on the area."
That bastard!
Anyway, charcoal burning is taking place on the steep pitch under the guidance of the elves, so getting warm with it is the immediate response.
Let's decide that fuller cold protection measures will be worked out for the next winter even further after this winter.
"Oh. Cold. Cold. Cold."
"It's cold."
On both sides of me, two people, Prati and Gala Rufa, stick together perfectly from left to right.
Even if superimposing your skin is an effective cold protection, this is going to have another meaning......!
Elf Elron enters the room there.
"Saint. I could add charcoal..."
Prati, I was pinched from left to right by Gala Rufa and witnessed me with a mothmoch, Elron, it's beautiful.
"Grrrrrrrr!!"
I'll throw the charcoal I can at my disposal.
Ouch.
"I'd be pissed off if people were gobbling around in my room even though they were working! Me too!!"
"Where is your angry point?
I wasn't playing anything else.
After discussing winter measures with Prati, Gala Rufa, who came to meet the brewery plan, was just added to "let's give ourselves up because it's cold".
You don't mean anything by that, do you?
"Anyway. What is the current rate of charcoal supply?
"We've already gone far enough. The charcoal-burning fire bowl went a lot smoother because they made their own."
The kids here excel at making things all the time.
By the way, I tapped and stretched the excess mana metal and made a metal firebowl.
I really wanted ceramics, but I needed a baking process, and I didn't have time for that, so I declined.
I needed the numbers as soon as possible now.
Other oaks and goblins used to make firepots that looked like they were lifting trees into ingredients, but wooden is anxious to fire after all.
"Let me be thorough only to be fully aware of the end of the fire. Because I will squeeze my wisdom into full-scale cold protection."
"Early, please. While we continue to build charcoal to stabilize the supply system. Mass produce pottery firepots that are easy to handle"
"Please. You don't have to be bound by design or anything, I'll ask for a number."
"You're going to design it, too?
Will you detain him?
Well, fine.
Let's leave it to the artisanal temperament of the Ellons.
Other than that, when it comes to full-scale heating equipment, I think it's the enclosure or the fireplace.
Our mansion was restrained in Japanese style, so the enclosure is sufficient. The fireplace looks troublesome because I have to load bricks and make chimneys.
"But I don't think you have to get that serious."
"Huh?"
"Everyone is enjoying the winter"
I went outside to try it out, and there were a lot of them who were really enjoying the winter.
"Ugh!
"Die eh!
Some of the goblins and elves were interested in a snowball fight in the garden.
Countless snowballs fly across.
"You hit it!
"Die!"
"Crush it! Crack it!!"
"Die!"
"Die YEAH YEAH!!"
For a snowball battle, the hanging voice is slaughter.
Shortly after the snow accumulated, I was the one who showed off the existence of the game called Snowball and the general rules.
I didn't know that was such a huge boom......!
"Everyone seems to be interpreting the rules independently and knitting out all sorts of moves."
From my farm, one of the duels for snowball.
Double snowball.
Throw the two snowballs in exactly the same orbit. In order for the second ball to hide in the shadow of the first ball, you can strike at the other person's surprise.
"It's just because snowball is just a rule you have to play ball competitively"
"Yeah."
"Turns out it doesn't make much sense to put snowballs on exactly the same track you avoided once. It's basically flying countless times."
"Right."
Dueling for Snowball Part II.
Special shotgun snowball.
Stone in the snow to increase Attack!
"That's just an anomaly, isn't it?
"So it's a phantom move that banned its use right after it was proposed."
Part III.
Special Human Snowball.
Under the philosophy that "the last snowball is to become a snowball myself," a move to fly a snowball of my own.
There are lots of orcs, elves and races, but the scratch about branding them human is impeccable.
"This is just a move to run under the opponent with a snowball and punch him over the snowball"
"Yeah."
"Besides, it's not even that effective because it eats a concentrated attack while it's approaching..."
Well, gaming is the most enjoyable stage of repeating those trials and errors.
I guess that means they also enjoy the snowball battle with trial and error.
"Well, if you're really playing so well, don't you even need heating equipment"
It's gonna be cold and I'm gonna die after I'm done playing.
"My you!
If it was dusk, I'd be stopped by Oakbo.
What are you doing here?
"We were on a boat!
"Ship!?"
What Oakbo and his orcs show is indeed one ship.
About the size of a boat.
"At a time when the snow doesn't even produce crops, I thought I'd at least go offshore and catch fish! I tried to create it under my will!!"
Yeah? You mean go fishing in the far ocean!? On that boat!?
Don't do that. You're in danger of overthrowing it!
"It's okay! Finding a job yourself is a testament to competence. I promise to come back with a big fish!!"
That's how you make your own ship? Boats? Oakbos rowing out over the beach with.
"Winter catches fish?
"Only according to the type"
However, the Oakbos' homemade boats rowed out and quickly collapsed.
"Wow!!"
A ship that overturns. The orcs were thrown out into the sea, swimming between the waves, getting wet and returning to the beach.
I was in a pretty hurry when it sank, but that's the evolutionary orcs.
Shiatsu.
Everyone seems to be enjoying the winter while saying something.