...
Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.
Within the abyss pit, the group was swiftly cleaning up the battlefield.
Everything was useful, including even the bones.
"And there's no stats or anything..."
Chen Fan studied this level 3 city wall from outside Cave No. 1. During the battle, a deluge of Eerie Blood had flowed into the 'Eerie Blood Pattern' on the city wall, hardening the wall.
He had no idea how much it had improved, though it was sure to have grown stronger.
The Pattern drank in only the Eerie Blood from battle. The Eerie Blood from Eerie Creatures that had fallen to their deaths before had not been absorbed by the Pattern.
Shaking his head, he put this thought away.
He looked toward those copper pipes piled out there, then laid them one meter underground, connecting the Eerie Fire to the newly built city wall that separated the canyon and the abyss pit.
Once this wall rose.
The abyss pit would become a confining deep well.
Any creature daring to intrude would suffer the barrage of the Meat Grinder.
Soon—
The milky white liquid from the Altar streamed through the copper pipes to the city wall, beginning a quick restoration of it.
"When will I get another building module blueprint?"
Chen Fan sighed with emotion.
So far, he had only obtained the blueprint for 'Copper Pipe'. A building module usually facilitates the interaction between different buildings.
Although it was not a standalone building, it boosts synergy between different buildings.
Thus achieving miraculous effects.
Making one plus one greater than two.
But blueprints were rare enough, let alone those for building modules.
Finally—
After the busy first half of the night, the battlefield had almost been tidied up.
And the crocodile had also dug to a proper depth.
"..."
Chen Fan walked into Cave No. 1, looking at an opening in the left wall about five meters high and four meters wide. This was the warehouse entrance. Despite the opening being small, a roomy space unfolded behind it.
It was no smaller than Cave No. 1.
The crocodile had excavated it over the past two days.
"Warehouse No. 1."
He picked up a blade, carved a 'Warehouse' into a wooden board, and stood it beside the entrance.
Then he walked in.
The next moment—
A warehouse's surreal shape, composed of countless white lines, appeared there.
Three hundred Eerie Stones shattered, turning into milky white liquid that drifted towards the surreal shape, which solidified in a fleeting moment.
This was a green-grade building.
There weren't many green-grade buildings in the current camp.
It could be considered a rarity.
It appeared much different from those houses he had built.
It seemed to have nothing man-made to it.
Like a massive, uncut block of green jade, the surface was smooth and warm, but inside, an emerald green mist suffused the air. And it had only one door.
The lintel was graced with dim runes he couldn't understand.
To one side, there was a recess for Eerie Stones.
He laid a copper-pipe run connecting the warehouse and the Eerie Fire. After the copper pipe was activated, the lintel runes began to flicker in a manner of breathing. It had already started operating.
"..."
Chen Fan took a deep breath, then strode in to see the interior.
He had come to realize.
It seemed only white-grade buildings, such as Archery Towers, wooden huts, and farmland, took on a mundane look.
With a higher grade or an advanced level.
They looked full of style, clearly not meant for mortals.
Upon entering the warehouse, he felt a tangible sense of comfort.
Drawing in that dim emerald green mist offered substantial pleasure, like smoking opium.
Pushing the door open, what met the eye was a long corridor, flanked by four doors. At the end of the corridor was another door facing him.
Each room had different effects.
The first room.
Mustard-seed Room(a reference to the Buddhist concept of 'A mustard seed holds Mount Sumeru.'): The internal space is fifty times larger than it looks, and one can manipulate the emerald green mist to store and retrieve items.
He pushed the door open and peeked inside.
At this moment—
He felt as if pushing open the door only to see a spacious sports stadium. Inside was a vast space. With a thought, he experimentally brought some copper pipes from outside the room. Copper pipes were held in the air by the emerald green mist from below.
There were no actual shelves.
The emerald green mist made natural shelves.
He could have the emerald green mist retrieve goods for him, and it also served as shelves. This way, every bit of space could be put to full use, with almost no waste.
"Sophisticated."
Chen Fan, with a soft breath, observed.
Those wooden huts that he used for a warehouse are to it what fireflies are to the sun or moon.
They are not things to be mixed.
Then, he visited the remaining four rooms, each with different effects.
They were respectively—
"Vitality Room": Has preservation and refrigeration capabilities. Grains do not spoil in here. Also slows down the loss of medicinal properties of Eerie Plants and other Natural Treasures.
"Concealment Room": Conceals the presence of all items inside. Items in here stay undetected by the outside world.
"Natural Treasure Room": For certain special Natural Treasures, automatically simulates suitable storage environments. Based on the simulated environment, Eerie Stones would be consumed at a corresponding rate.
"Archive Room": Records all operations within the warehouse.
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"Can't believe it is so damn considerate!"
Releasing an irrepressible, long breath, Chen Fan looked toward the Warehouse tab on the Perpetual Night Lord panel. Was this really just a green-grade building? Simply unrivaled by white-grade buildings!
What garbage he had had for a warehouse!
Just take the "Concealment Room."
Simply designed especially to assist with murder and looting.
If in this world any means could determine where an important member of a great clan died, just bring him here to kill. They wouldn't know who had killed him, leaving no room for revenge-seeking.
He had no need for this function for the time being.
But—
By the time you urgently sought after one, it would already be too late.
He pushed open the door to the "Archive Room" at the end of the corridor.
A spacious room.
Inside the room, a bamboo scroll floated in midair.
With a thought.
The bamboo scroll drifted into his hand.
Opening it, a line of characters was written on it.
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"378th Year of Perpetual Night, October 15th, Yin Shichen Third Quarter(3:45 a.m)."
"The Lord of the Camp Chen Fan placed 'Copper Pipes,' 12,830 units, in the Mustard-seed Room."
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The time, entry, exit, and operator would be recorded in detail.
And this record could not be destroyed or modified.
It practically made a modernized warehouse management system.