Munn didn't believe that he, a modern man, would be stumped by the construction clay formula that was so outdated.

He had the Basics of Infrastructure that the 9-to-5 clock system gave him.

Wasn't it as simple as having a manual that told you where to put something and then putting it there?

He wasn't a handicap.

How could he not be able to do it!

Monn didn't believe in this.

He already had the manual and the material, how could he not be able to make the product?

He never thought of himself as a handicap.

Of course, he didn't think of himself as a handicap that he could do it.

But there was always a big gap between what he thought and reality.

As for how big the gap was, just look at Monn's current state.

At this moment, there were already a lot of piles in front of Monn, the failed so-called clay.

And Bobby's face muscles were twitching from laughing at this scene.

It was because Monn was really too persistent.

He was so persistent that he had dug a lot of sand from the edge of the river.

Even the river channel here had become wider.

However, there was still no sign of the clay.

If he did not know that Monn was not joking or slacking off.

That he was really serious about making clay to build a house.

He would have thought that Monn was purely playing with mud.

Thinking about it, he knew that Monn was an archbishop, so it was not surprising that he did not have this common sense.

However, this archbishop was still full of confidence, believing that he would definitely be able to make clay.

This was very magical.

Using something that was impossible to make clay, he insisted that he could make clay.

And he didn't listen to advice.

Bobby really couldn't keep up with this thought process.

He also couldn't understand it.

He knew that he definitely couldn't win against Monn.

While Monn was persistently making clay, he went to a place nearby where the trees grew better.

He found a lot of strong branches and came back, waiting for Monn to make the clay himself.

Or give up if he couldn't make the clay.

Then Bobby would build the frame of the house himself.

Bobby even had memorized where to find the stone.

He was just waiting to see how Monn would end up.

Monn didn't know anything about Bobby's thoughts.

He wasn't really want to use impossible materials to make the clay.

He just saw that the materials written on the basis of infrastructure could.

And he felt that he had found almost all of these materials.

So, he couldn't make them. This was his problem!

This might make Monn a little unable to face it.

He didn't believe that in such an ancient era, there was something that a modern person couldn't make.

Of course, the truth was that it was a slap in the face.

He really did not make it.

"Little brother, why do you keep mixing with mud?"

When Monn fell into an endless loop, a small snake with green scales crawled out from the grass.

A pair of cold vertical pupils stared at Meng En.

Meng En was shocked by the metallic pupils.

He could not help but put away the flame in his hand.

He was so embarrassed that he wanted to hide it in front of this snake.

After all, the snake was not much bigger than his palm, so he knew that it was an underage kid.

To have such a kid to see him, a grown adult, playing with mud.

It was really a little embarrassing.

Bobby, who was watching the show from a nearby tree trunk, was also stunned.

How did this little thing come here.

How come he didn't notice it at all.

He had always been very alert.

Especially after arriving at this strange Undash Hill, Bobby had always been loose on the outside but alert on the inside.

But even so, he didn't notice where this little snake came from.

And when did it come here.

If this kid hadn't come out to speak.

Neither Bobby nor Monn would notice that there was an additional audience here.

"That's a silly brother. The kind of fool that can't even mix mud properly. Do not learn from him."

Bobby glanced at Monn, he did not make any effort to hide his sarcasm.

Hey, this is a little offensive. I am working very hard, okay? It's just that there's a little bit of error in the direction that I'm working, causing me to not have the right method."

Bobby was not convinced by Monn's obvious lack of common sense and even intelligence.

"Hehe. Admit that you're not even good with mixing mud."

Bobby walked to the side of the little snake and bent down to hold it in his arms.

"Little guy, why did you come here on your own? Has no one told you that such a small child like you would be captured and eaten if you run around here alone. Also, don't be so close to the river. It's very dangerous."

Bobby lectured the little snake earnestly.

Monn suddenly realized that Bobby was just tough looking but soft on the inside.

He clearly had a cold and hard face that looked like he was hard to talk to.

Yet, he was so soft-hearted.

He didn't know whether if it was this person was living too blissfully, or because he was living too miserably and in too much pain, which was why he was even more unwilling for others to experience what he had been through.

He had seen all kinds of things Bobby did and all kinds of reactions Bobby had with different incidents.

They always made Monn felt that Bobby had once lived a very happy life, so he lived more like a person than anyone else.

He knew gratitude, knew how to love, knew how to cherish, and also knew how to protect.

Such a person was indeed very suitable to be a god.

God loved the world.

Bobby was particularly outstanding in this aspect.

If he hadn't signed an equal contract with Bobby, it would be hard for him to imagine that Bobby could live so wantonly without any disguise.

Even a human probably couldn't do what Bobby did.

But Bobby did it.

And he did it so naturally.

To be able to live like this, Bobby must have been in a lot of pain before.

"There's a new smell here, so I came over to take a look."

The little snake bounced up and turned his body in Bobby's arms.

His belly was facing Bobby, and his voice was full of innocence.

"Where do you live? Let me send you home! If you walk alone in the forest, you'll be easily eaten by wild beasts. It is so dark now. It's not safe."

Bobby touched the child's cold scale, which was completely different from his warm fur.

"I live in the water ahead. No one will dare to eat me."

The small snake did not seem to know that his quiet appearance had made these two people who had been on alert all this time became suspicious and guarded against him.

"So you're a loach!"

Monn did not hold the little snake in his hand, so he did not know that the little snake had scales on its body.

When he heard that it lived in the river, he subconsciously assumed that he was a loach.

Bobby looked at Monn with a complicated expression.

He knew that this person did not have much common sense, but did not expect that he could lack it to such a degree.

He couldn't even distinguish between the snake and the loach!

If this news spread around, everyone would be laughing.