Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

When this group of adventurers wearing freshly baked white tiger orc shells appeared in front of Gerta, Gerta was so scared that the dried meat in his mouth almost fell out.

"Don't be afraid, it's me, Under the Abyss." The leading white tiger orc said in a tone familiar to Gerta.

"Oh." Gerta was relieved instantly and put the dried meat into his mouth again. He glanced at the thirty white tiger orcs in front of him. Apart from the number, these orcs and the previous adventurers could not find any similarity, but as long as these white tiger orcs did not attack him, Gerta had nothing to worry about, "Then where are we going next?"

"Back to your place, I have to build a kang for you." Under the Abyss said.

As a half-blood northern giant, Gerta inherited the giants' big heart of muddling through. He did not make any inquiries and turned around to lead the way.

In the North, knowing too much is sometimes not a good thing, and it can even cause trouble. Gerta did not want to find out the secrets of these world-conscious gods with all kinds of strange knowledge and abilities. He just wanted to live leisurely.

As long as he could eat well and warm his feet with a cup of hot tea in front of the stove, he felt that life had hope. If he could have a warm bed to sleep in for a night, it would be even better.

Since the adventurers changed into these white tiger orc shells with an average height of 2 meters and would not sink when walking in the snow, even if most of them carried or carried a white tiger orc shell on their backs or shoulders, the return journey was faster and smoother.

They soon saw Gerta's iconic stone house and the semi-finished camp next to it that was gradually taking shape.

"Fuck, after changing bodies, will our snow house not be high enough?" Someone asked with a slap on his head.

"...It's not a big problem. Just dig deeper and make the door bigger." Abyss said, "Put away all the extra shells. I have to go back to Amt City. Is there anything I need to bring?"

"We don't have the iron stove for the igloo. Boss, remember to ask the dwarves to order some."

"Can the white tiger half-orc shell be brought back to the city to sell?"

"No, this kind of shell can only be sold to players in the North."

Abyss sent Gerta back to his stone house and promised to come and build a kang for him later. After saying goodbye to the half-blood giant, Abyss changed his shell again and shot himself back to the resurrection point.

The main city was still bustling. Abyss found a magician acquaintance who often worked in the factory in the south of the city and ordered a kiln of red bricks in one go.

"You need so many bricks? We can produce 10,000 bricks in one kiln. The construction tasks of the main city are now all done by masons directly using earth walls. Is there any place that needs red bricks?" The magician was surprised.

"I'll take it to the North. There's ice and snow over there, and the earth walls are not good. The NPC wants to build a kang, and I think other people may need it, so it's always a good idea to prepare more materials. By the way, I also want cement."