Why don't you build a village on top of the world tree

There is a natural bridge.

Rocks are shredded by river erosion and so on, a word that refers to objects left in the arch shape.

Hiroshima's male bridge, which has a legacy of being made by ghosts in comparison to each other's powers, is famous and has actually been used as a bridge.

There are also ways in India to stretch out rubber tree branches and bridge living bridges. Rubber trees are used because they have strong roots and are difficult to flush into water.

A bridge of living trees, which would otherwise take decades, can also be reproduced in this world of world trees without taking years.

Beyond being the world tree itself, it is also tough against direct sunlight, but also becomes a bridge with excellent self-repair capabilities.

The management method described the methodology in detail from what Mr. Aleut told me about managing the small tree as bishop of the Church of Tacax, as well as my knowledge as a bridge builder and my knowledge of supporting branches.

He has also read about this methodology to his master, Mr. Frangs, and the Jianqiao family in Hedgeway town, and received ink.

"So I'm going to go ahead with the construction."

I nod to Richay beside me, looking around at the artisans who gathered me at the construction site of the Yunnan layer.

Richay stood up with a bunch of paper and handed it out to the craftsmen.

"It's a special bridge, so I wrote down the construction procedures."

If you're an engineer at a wooden cage, you know how to proceed with the construction by the rules of thumb, but this is how you put it together on paper to unify procedures and wash out problems.

What is needed is a support branch.

Supporting branches, which are supposed to be managed to grow vertically towards the sky and pay for extra branches, are to be curved to become bridges this time around.

One of the craftsmen who was reading the instructions raises one hand.

"As far as this procedure is concerned, does our job involve the installation and embedding of structural materials that combine bridge reinforcement and decoration, and the work of a consortium that heals the support branches?

"Exactly"

If you build a bridge with only the supporting branches, the bark will look intact, which makes the look boring.

For this reason, the decorative part is reinforced with the construction using structural materials such as the pavement part, in addition to the parent columns made by Melmie and the column trunks that follow therefrom.

Support branches alone are sufficient in terms of strength, but complementary rigidities are carried out to make them stronger.

It is also necessary to heal the support branches so that they do not become independent of each other, and this work should also be carried out in parallel to see the course.

"It would seem like a lot of work to do, but a lot of easy work. As long as the snow doesn't get worse during the winter months, it will be in the form of continued work."

Finishing the explanation and resting until noon, I look at the branches of the support branches and the branches of the no-layer on the cloud I should aim for.

Seven supporting branches and a branch of the no-layer on the cloud about three kilometers away at a straight distance.

It was sunny today and I could see clearly to the branches I was aiming for.

We're going to cross the bridge to that branch that we thought was farther away.

"I knew it, don't get tense"

"I'm telling you, if you get promoted to a skyscraper, that doesn't mean it's over, does it?

Lishay, standing next to me, sees how I'm doing and worries about burnout syndrome early.

"'Cause it's okay. When it's a skyscraper, now add another branch of the layer in the clouds, and then..."

"Budgeting first. Then we'll have to fix the water supply."

"There you go, too."

Although there has been an increase in the population, above all, water supply has been cited as a challenge because of the increase in agricultural land.

So far, there has been no thirst noise, and there are reservoirs, etc., so there has been no problem.

However, it was expected that water supply problems would arise to air corridors and people living on them as the upgrading of residential areas continued.

"I think we should build a large reservoir in the cloud-no-layer and pass the water bridge to the area starting with the second branch"

"I have to make some money for that, though."

You're right.

The bridge to the no-layer on the cloud is cheaper this time because the support branches are used to create the majority of the shape. It is an ongoing expenditure because people need to be hired for maintenance instead.

There is the cost of managing the Takowka field, as well as the cost of operating the Takakus school. Although it spends a lot, it has a significant black deficit due to the scaled-up rum bird business, the sale of strawberries and the export of other varietal improved crops.

It's not a bad story to keep some funds stored up in case of a disaster, though.

"Haven't you got a letter from Aquas?

"I know it bothers you, but I don't think you've started building bridges yet. Something that you couldn't afford so financially because you didn't allocate temporary housing to refugees"

Even Aquas, which seems to attract people in board games that they regularly open, Hexa games, etc., would have been financially painful to build hundreds of private houses. Naturally.

No matter how much, in this world where wood, the main building material, is traded almost exclusively for transport costs, it will not be silly if stacked. Even if it returns one day because it treats refugees like loans, the burden is tremendous.

Richay exhales relieved.

"Amane didn't rely on temporary housing."

"I wanted to design every refugee house. But I thought there was something more important."

This neighborhood would be different from Kanes.

Looks like Kanes really wanted to get the landscape done.

"I left you two alone. Mix it up, Mr. Melmie."

"Look, jump in, come on"

"Yay."

Melmie jumps in well, too, as she welcomes herself with her arms wide open at Norinoli.

Melmie reports as she squeezes her head around my chest.

"Sculptures of parent columns and columns, I got passed. Mr. Melmie wants a reward!

"Like what?"

"I'll announce tonight."

Oh, yes, I get it.

Can I say I'm looking forward to it or something?

When I caught a glimpse of Lishay's mood next door, he tilted his neck with a decent face.

"Aren't you happy?

Is that a pure question? Or a guided interrogation?

Of course, I don't commit the kind of stupidity that I hear face to face.

"I'll do my best to please Melmie."

When I returned the words, Melmie held my stomach away from me.

It's time for lunch.

"That's an accurate belly clock."

It would probably be time for the dining room to open at Takakus school.

Richay walked out to the Capital Bridge following the third branch of the subcloud no layer.

"Let's eat at the third branch of the restaurant. Should I ask Teten out, too?

"Right. Let's stop by the smoking house."

I'll walk out after Richay too, change directions a little bit and head to Teten's Smokehouse.

As we proceeded to witness the smoking mill in the distance, the smoking mill door opened as if we had noticed our signs.

"... the three of you, perhaps?

Teten, holding a crate that seems to be packed with smoked matra and sinks, looked at us and tilted his neck.

I rush over and pick up the crate from Teten.

"Talk to the four of you about going out for lunch. You're going, right?"

"Naturally... I don't want Amane"

"I'll pay for it."

"... wallet, zama. Be your guest."

"Go around the other side. It's clear."

While I smile bitterly at Teten, who finds merit in my existence and at the same time returns his palm, I bring the crate back to the warehouse next door.

"... I heard something."

Teten accidentally snaps and snaps his neck.

"Teten is a good ear, isn't she? I didn't hear anything from Mr. Melmie."

"- Amane, what's wrong?

Richay looks suspiciously at me for eating at Melmie's words.

But it wasn't that close.

"Be quiet."

When instructions were given in a less-used instructional tone, the three daughters shut their mouths simultaneously.

I lowered my lid and poured all my nerves into my hearing - I picked up the sound.

"Damn it!

I'll put the crate at my feet and see Richay and the others.

"It's a chirping chirp. Move to a strict state of precaution. Drop the smoker's fire, Teten. Melmie contacted a wooden cage shop to guide her to evacuation. Richay will come with me."

The three of you who listened to my instructions move without a doubt.

While I'm glad these three were quick to act, I run out with Richay to the Warbug Hunter Guild.

- Hey, Amane.

Richay calls out to me as I run out to the Warbug Hunter Guild.

"How did you know it was a thrill?

'Cause it was a bang I'd never heard before.

Finally, it was just like the chirping voice of the Great Britain I heard in my previous life. The difference is about the volume.

I see the Devil Bug Hunter Guild.

It seems no one has heard a squeal like us, and I don't see the rushing colors on the devil bug hunters going in and out.

But I guess it's because you saw me and Richay come running, a former Gilica village chief from the guild hall showing his face.

"Mayor, what's going on?

"I heard a chilli-looking squeal. Be vigilant. Richay, I need you to get in touch with the guild chief here."

Although we have trained several times, we know that it is only the guild leader who grasps the entire city of Takakus that carries a heavy load.

Richay has seen it since the launch of Takakus, so he knows the terrain of the entire Takakus city, so he can assist the guild leader.

"Okay. I'm going to the guild chief's office."

Watching Richay rush inside, I give instructions to the Devil's Bug Hunters inside the hall to call the other hunters.

There is no building that sounds all over the city, and there is one bell for each branch to ring in case of emergency. Ask them to go ring it.

"I want you to go straight to the holding area when you're done ringing. Take your gear from the armory."

"Wow, I get it!

No matter how many times he trains, he gets nervous when he hears that a demon bug, also known as the devil, is imminent nearby, and the demon bug hunter heads to the arsenal in a hurry.

It's not a very good trend.

I see the former Gillica village chief next door. My face was tense.

"Are you nervous?

"For a minute I've had a fight, I thought I'd be calm, but I knew I'd get shivers"

"... you think the rest of the Ments are ok?

"I don't know. I think I can participate..."

You're saying there's still a chance that you won't be able to use it in a constriction?

Even though he drove it back, the village where he lived was destroyed. It's like facing disaster head-on, so there's no reason to be frightened.

I drop off the demon bug hunter who came out of the arsenal and turn my back on the hall.

"I'll get my stuff. Be prepared for the emergence of Cyrillic here for a while."

"Leave it to me, I'm sorry I can't see it coming."

Put down a former Gilica village chief who scratches his head and I run to the office of the first branch where I keep my favorite bow.

Running through the Capital Letter Bridge, which apparently became deserted as it had already begun evacuation, to the third branch.

Run down the ramp sideways on the services of fellow luxury innkeepers and kiosks who are directing tourists to evacuate and cross the duet bridge between them and the first branch.

The results of the evacuation training, or even the first branch, saw non-combatants evacuating to public halls, etc.

I run over the first branch, which is about to become deserted.

Through the side of a smoking establishment that has been around since the village days, a space set aside to prevent fire from spreading is like a little square in the vicinity.

In the direction of the progress there was a pompous office, and if I looked back a little bit on the residential area, I could see a flag flying from the public hall indicating that the shelter for the refugees was complete.

At the same time, Billows comes out of the doorway of a public and private building with his favorite bow in one hand. Next door there was also a demon bug hunter with a short bow of vermilion paint.

I run to the placement, and Billows and I snort, and I run straight to the office.

"The time has come to show you where it's not a decoration."

Take my favorite bow, which is in front of the front door.

It's a love product I've been using since I left my hometown of Lemuk village. Bear the arrow barrel, braved by the feeling of being firmly familiar with your hands.

When I was ready, I left the office to wait in the hall of the Warbug Hunter Guild in preparation for the arrival of Cyrillic.

For a second...

"Huh!"

Shortly after the sound of breaking the wind with Hyun, the impact runs through the right flank and is blown out of mind to the left.

I take my passive on the bark as I get my body slammed by a fragment of a tree in the shattered front door.

"Oh, my God, I want to"

Hold down the right flank and I'll see what's bumping into me.

A giant demon worm stood, just like he was waiting for me to get out of the office.

A demonic worm about seven metres long, covered in a deep green crust and with huge double-eyed eyes. I just stand there wiggling my tentacles longer than its length.

Apparently, every front door was blown up at that tentacle.

If I took it properly, they would have crushed my ribs and my gut might have burst, but the front door I opened seemed to stand up to me and kill my power. I hurt my body a little but I didn't have to suffer any fatal wounds.

"Why are you already in the city, Mr. Kirilgiri?

Although I wasn't expecting an answer, I try to question it sarcastically and politely.

Whatever you look at it, that demon worm, which only looks like a giant giraffe, would definitely be a giraffe first.

The features are roughly the same with the loose shell.

You reacted to my voice, Cyrillic moved his forelegs, turned his body, confronted me directly from the front - the next moment, Cyrillic moved his front feather.

"- Huh!"

A huge stream of sound shivers the atmosphere. My feet tremble and my office vibrates loudly, both windows and walls.

Cyrillic jumped high, as if that was a signal for the start of the battle.