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"Invisible Dreamland"

Morality -10

Flesh alienation +10%

Inspiration +20

Sanity +5

Chapter 8 survived.

Dawei who woke up again found that his injuries had healed.

"Isn't this recovery speed too fast?"

Are dreams transforming me?

This cheat is pretty awesome, at least better than some of Shuke's systems.

He grabbed the fallen tauren and lifted it up.

This time he was not dreaming.

But the physical intensity did increase and could be felt.

Physical strength and strength have become a little stronger.

The body of the tauren still needs to be processed.

Only one-fifteenth of his body had been eaten.

There are still many parts that have not been dealt with.

Although there is no material in this dark place.

But he could use the tauren's bones as scaffolding to dry the raw meat.

It's cool and dry below the crack.

And the wind blows, from above.

Can be air dried.

Disassemble those bones and stand up the tauren bones regardless of the bad smell.

A rack was set up to dry the meat.

He also ate the rest of the fresher ones.

After filling his stomach, Dawei continued to act.

He found the beef tendon from the tenderloin of this tauren.

After shaving off the fat and meat close to the tendon, hang the white tendon to dry.

Relying on the messy knowledge in the mind.

Dawei made reasonable use of all parts of the tauren.

Not an ounce wasted.

"I seem to have become super brave."

talking to himself.

He raised his head to look at the bull skull that he hung up.

The guy's brain was hollowed out by him.

The skin of the face was peeled off, and the muscles were gnawed clean by him.

Eating raw meat all the time did not bring him any negative psychological effects.

On the contrary, I think it tastes very delicious.

Much tastier than those stinky bugs.

But also rich and juicy.

Ever since he came to this world, he has undergone tremendous changes from the original.

Not at all like a normal person.

Perhaps this is the trial that the traverser needs to accept.

"After all, reality is not fiction."

Know the language here after the physical body travels through.

Still opening a harem in another world or something.

That's pure YY.

After the brain is active, he continues to work.

It's not an option to stay here all the time.

After he dried the tauren's meat, it could be used as dry food.

stay up.

Wait until his injury is completely healed.

Climb up again.

These horns and bones can be used to make tools.

Like climbing picks.

Bone marrow should also be eaten clean, and nothing can be wasted.

To be honest, this tauren has nothing but internal muscles.

Everywhere else is very dirty.

It also smells bad.

If he didn't think it was a waste, he might throw it away.

There was nothing to do after that.

No shit here.

Not even bugs.

There's nothing in that brain.

He also buried it because it was rotten.

Dawei's strength has become much stronger, which seems to be the reason for being full.

time flies.

On the third day after falling into the crack, Dawei, who had organized everything, climbed out from below.

The whole process went smoothly.

It's as simple as eating.

"I have a lot of strength but not a lot of weight."

Plus the aid of those tools.

It's very easy to climb up.

Now he also carries beef and some novelty hunting tools.

Bones and tendons.

Considering that the ones taken out will definitely be taken away by the supervisor.

Just throw those tools down.

At this time, the mine is in full swing.

Everyone was working except him.

The current Dawei is not strong enough to deal with so many people, nor can he kill those half elves with his bare hands.

Yes, it was not humans who caught him to work here.

It's something like a half-elf.

This is what he understood when he reviewed the common language he had learned when he was bored below.

In fact, according to the pronunciation of this other world.

Nor can they be called half-elves.

But because it has the meaning of a half-elf, Dawei just called it that.

He will live on in the future.

Continuously accumulate strength.

Then kill all the half-elves who brought him here.

Not one can be spared.

It's not surprising to have this kind of thinking.

Before he dreamed, he was an extremely small-minded person.

Any hatred will be remembered.

Once he finds an opportunity, he will retaliate wildly.

Chapter 9 has a big problem with the management model of this mine.

A small human disappeared and then returned, this kind of trivial matter did not attract the attention of these managers.

They are well aware of what happens at the mine.

These alien races often have internal fighting, and the work they do is also very heavy.

Fatigue and starvation are all possible problems.

This place is not their property.

They don't bother to care about this or that.

As long as order is maintained and these alien races are not allowed to riot.

Just let them get on with their work and meet their targets.

And the owner of this mine doesn't pay much attention to it.

He himself is an elf nobleman, idle about, eating, drinking and having fun all day long.

I also especially like wrestling.

Setting up a mine here is just for the sake of face.

He was fooled by the person who sold the mine, thinking that there was gold here.

I bought it with a lot of money.

And it turned out... there was gold, but only a little bit.

Not too bad though, there are other minerals here.

Can be used to make many things.

He bought such a thing in order not to let his family find out that he spent money on it.

A large number of slaves were deliberately purchased for mining.

This shows that what you are doing is correct.

However, what I didn't expect was that the management mode here is not very good.