Revealed in the previous chapter
I want to see Mr. Patia. Baron Henry Gustav was rubbing his mind.
Suddenly a cat human and an iris appeared there and asked to procure supplies.
Details are scrap iron and glass. Demonic sheep. Hop and beer yeast. Agricultural tools and tools. The Baron took this request.
Two days later, before the eastern junction inside, there was the figure of the Patias.
When Patia activates the all-wide technique, the inner junction is partially expanded.
This led to the rendezvous with the Cat Humans Supply Procurement Squad, which was waiting nearby.
Patia was excited. Both the immensity of the demonic sheep is plentiful. The baron was also so happy that he couldn't express himself, having Patia stroke his belly waiting for him.
As a result, supplies were procured, and the development of the interior entered the new frontier.
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brewery and little houses for humans to live in
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41-1 Build a Brewery
- Mr. Rabbit.
You wouldn't want Lord Patty alone, a cat human bastard risked his life to raise supplies from Cascade Hill.
Then we'll have to reward the cancer.
That's why, due to the procurement of the necessary supplies, it was decided to move in hand-in-hand as of today.
Still more immigrants...
Oh, no, it's not like I hate you.
It's just that with more people, that's all it takes to get into everything...
Even though alienation from war is what we are looking for, the pace is too fast.
Seventy more people also grew in population. I even came to wank with the cat.
Nekotanland had been a village of 500 people, calculated all the time.
So, right now, I'm building a section south of the reed.
It is a special compartment for the cat human people.
Quite frankly, it's a miniature-sized residential neighborhood for the Cat Humans.
They always wanted to live in the old castle with Patia, but with more immigrants like this, the old castle gets a little narrower.
Assuming the possibility of further increases, there is an urgent need to build residential districts.
Well, miniature sizes can reduce lumber consumption and effort.
If you're going to add that, when we have people living in smaller houses than humans, you're just going to find the town inside interesting.
The employee, of course, is a cat human race.
The ones in the summer spend the day sleeping and working in the cool early morning and after evening.
I'm in charge of them, and they're building a little small town.
So, this is the real deal.
During the day when the Cats slept, I joined the brewery site.
The employees over here, yes, they're drunk.
"Whoa, it's calming down over there. What's it like?
"Oh, Mr. Rabbit, as always, he's a wasted worker."
When it comes to the epitome of drunkenness, it's the bastard Clay about the cat human freak.
"You're the one who doesn't look good. You work hard. If it's hot, you can pull me into the castle, okay?
It's out of the question.
"How about that, Rabbit? We can't live without booze!! Wouldn't it kill your mind if you didn't make yourself available as soon as possible!?
Liquor is a hobby. Even if you can't drink, you don't have to die.
What I can't drink is it's still spicy......
That's why, if you wanted to drink, you had to join forces between drunks.
"Don't be an idiot, help me, Bunny"
"I'm a director for once. Ok......"
Small buildings can't control the temperature.
Besides, if we're going to plant it in the summer, we need a warm underground warehouse.
So we start by digging the ground with scoops and quacks, and we start with the task of creating an underground space.
This isn't easy. They're going to dig back a lot of dirt and shape the underground space as a building.
I'm with Rick, and I'm spreading the wide depression that's going to be the basement.
"Is this what it is? I've been making tar since I was a kid."
"But when you think we can make a good beer with our tar, this job is pretty hot."
"I know Meh very well too."
Paul and Hans were willing, and Clay joined them there.
Drunk people were forming alliances with each other.
It is also important to make highly sealed tares that do not distract alcohol.
If you're weak on alcohol, that's just bitter juice already.
The drunkards thus relaxed and proceeded to build the brewery, bearing in mind the sparse reserves of liquor.
"Meh... I knew I'd let you slow down in the shade..."
"Whoa, do that. You've worked hard enough."
"I will..."
If you make it in the basement alone first, just add the wheat, hops and wheat juice to the tar and store it here.
All you have to do is complete the equipment above after that. Anyway, I have to plant the liquor and hurry up to build a place to store the liquor.
I also thought of a plan to plant it in a castle, but was scolded for not planting liquor in a castle.
It would be more efficient to have a brewery outside, so I had some objections, but I decided to do this.
So let's start with a basement that can keep the rain out, and a barrel of alcohol.
Build lots of barrels and plant lots of them. Then our lives are rosy. Cat raw is also mixed.
"Bunny."
"Hmm, what's up, Rick?
Rick called me when I was digging and digging even.
It's a rare, natural smile for Rick.
"This is surprisingly fun. When the beer is done, let's toast."
"Oh, I get it. Oh, yeah. You want a drink in the bath?
"Ha... Don't get on with it, you skank... You're doing well for everyone..."
They told me I was a woman away.
That's light and bad. But this is me. I'm not going to fake it anymore.
"Then I will change my role. Ahem!"
"No, you don't..."
They say Zoe will drink with me in the bathroom.
But I would politely say no.
"Wait, Rabbit, why, why, therefore, are you not excited about my boy, Kimmie!?
"Why, that's... right... I feel weird watching my own kind...?
"Awful! Are you on the same level as you are, my boy!?
"No, you're not at a higher level. Come on, if you want to drink, move that hand..."
It was like a bright gathering with a lot of booze in it, even though I was having trouble with it.
I wonder how much longer it will take. Buy it fast, put it to bed, and we'll all be making a scene at night.
"Mya... just for a moment, good night..."
"Hey Clay, don't sleep in here. Goddamn it, I'm gonna get this nyanco back to the castle for a second."
Wearing Clay's light body, I went back to the old castle.
That's just hot and painful.
"If Mei were a woman, I'd fall in love with Mr. Rabbit..."
"Oh, you saved me with a male cat."
It's going to take a while to complete the brewery.
Plus, I got four sheep like that.
I don't know how busy you are with the grazing land having to expand...
No, I heard the rumors, but any sheep in the demonic world would be too big...
It will be partly due to being wrapped in wool, but it looks bigger than a horse in total area.
But above all, booze is the top priority. I can't give in there. Me and Rick dug, dug and dug.