I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 405: Gifts from the Sea

A crowd of beastmen and Dwarves squeezed into Eric’s house until there wasn’t a single gap left.

Bruno was squeezed to the point of being unable to bear it.

Originally, he wanted to hear Max and the others tell stories about the Magical Beast Forest and the Snake tribe, but his height was limited. Beastmen took up all the air above, and the crowding made it difficult for him to even breathe.

"Since everyone has returned safely, I’m going to work!"

After speaking, Bruno swung his short legs and slipped away.

The Dwarves left first. After simple greetings, the other beastmen surrounded Michael and Grass and left one after another, leaving space for Eric and Max.

The items the group brought back were all placed in Eric’s courtyard.

If it were before, Eric might have felt embarrassed by this action of the clansmen, but now that he and Max were partners, after a moment of shyness, he threw himself into Max’s arms and rubbed against him.

Max looked at him indulgently, reaching out to stroke his partner’s thin back:

"During the time I was gone, did anything happen? Have Sunflower and the others returned to the Golden Kingdom?" 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Eric rubbed enough against that warm, solid chest through a thin layer of clothing, only then sitting up straight and raising his head to say:

"The white wine has been distilled. Sunflower and the others tasted it and felt it could replace gold coins to report back. I exchanged small beastmen with them at the price of the Halun merchant group, three hundred gold coins per pound."

Pausing a bit, he continued:

"Right, Corbin has also arrived. You two probably saw him. Our breeding farm is also about to be finished. Besides chicken coops and duck coops, the milk cows Corbin brought have also moved into the cow shed. He even gifted dozens of slaves."

He chattered on, telling Max all the things that happened in the tribe recently, including the matter of Henry and the cotton seeds he brought.

"It’s been hard on you." Max’s deep gaze focused on Eric’s face. His originally calm eyes rippled as he tightened the arm around Eric’s waist.

"Alright, now it’s your turn to tell the story of the journey, and did the salt refining go smoothly?" Eric straightened up, waiting to listen.

Max smiled:

"We arrived at the Snake tribe’s gathering place at the foot of the Magical Beast Forest mountain to find Mat’s home first. Initially, we couldn’t find the Hong Phuc tribe. A Tree Python tribesman led us to the Hong Phuc tribe, but it wasn’t Mat’s home. The Snake people there didn’t know Mat either. We went to each tribe of the Hong Phuc clan to search..."

Listening to him finish, Eric roughly understood. This trip of Max’s trio was indeed not easy.

Although he didn’t tell Eric about the dangers encountered, there were already so many ferocious magical beasts in winter, let alone in spring when the beast tide was rampant.

Moreover, finding Mat’s tribe was a difficult task. Mat was still young and didn’t even remember the tribe’s name. Max, Michael, and Grass could only go to each Snake tribe to inquire, to the point of almost causing misunderstandings and fights with Snake beastmen.

Finally, after the misunderstanding was cleared up, they met a Tree Python tribesman who led them to a nearby Hong Phuc tribe, and only then did they have some clues.

After all, they were of the same race, and interactions were closer. Fellow clansmen had heard about such a big matter as a lost cub.

Because they were looking for their daughter, Mat’s parents tried to prolong their time before hibernation until the very last moment, helplessly falling asleep before they could return to the tribe’s hibernation den.

The family of three reunited. The enthusiastic Snake people brought out the best food in the tribe to treat these three kind Snow Wolves.

After Mat’s parents cried in each other’s arms, they brought out precious things from their home, insisting on stuffing them into the trio’s arms.

Max and the others refused repeatedly, almost getting into a fight again over gift-giving. Only when they accepted the shed snake skins and nothing else did the Snake people stop.

"After bidding farewell to Mat and the Snake people, we went to the seaside we visited last time to refine salt. Discussing this with Grass, we refined salt for more than ten days, which is why we came back so late," Max explained.

Eric listened attentively, nodding occasionally: "No wonder you guys brought back so many things, filling up my courtyard."

When seeing these three people in the fields earlier, the large bodies of the Snow Wolves weren’t as prominent as the mountain-like bundles on their backs.

Even with salt, there couldn’t be that much. Max and the others were gone for not many days in total, and the salt cooking efficiency was low; they couldn’t have made that much.

It turned out there were also gifts from the Snake tribe. Who knew how much was given; it was packed full.

"That’s not right." Eric sniffed the air like a puppy: "There is also a very strong smell of the sea. Did you guys bring seafood back too? From so far away, it must have spoiled."

Just now there were many people, and his mood was excited, so he only discovered the fishy smell of the sea now.

Looking at his partner’s appearance, Max only felt that the other party was adorable everywhere. He laughed and kissed Eric’s fair and smooth face several times in succession, until Eric couldn’t stand it and pushed his face away with his hand, only then stopping.

"We refined salt at the seaside. That place is the junction of the Golden Kingdom and the Elf tribe, the weakest defense line, so we didn’t meet other beastmen and Elves, but we met a Sea Beastman and traded a bit with him."

Saying that, he pulled Eric out of the house. From the pile of things filling the courtyard, he found the largest leather bundle, which was also the one with the strongest sea smell, untied the rope, and pulled the leather cover down forcefully.

"Wow!" Eric looked in amazement at the "seafood" revealed under the leather cover. Red or blue sea prawns, oysters as big as washbasins, crabs, and other seafood were all encased in a giant water sphere.

He could feel that the magic level of the Sea Beastman who cast this spell was absolutely higher than his own.

This water sphere wasn’t a static ordinary water sphere but carried vitality, like seawater still flowing in the ocean. The prawns, crabs, and octopuses inside were even alive!

"Too amazing, how can this be done? It doesn’t even need water changes, and not a bit of dirt is seen. The seafood inside is still alive!"

Eric continuously stepped forward in surprise, touching it again and again, loving it too much to let go.

Max smiled at him from behind: "Every Sea Beastman is a born Water element mage. This is their natural talent; they can maintain the life of marine creatures and can also eliminate waste inside. The water quality can be maintained for a year."

This was too magical. Eric curiously extended a finger inside. The large lobster inside suddenly clamped down hard with its big claw. He quickly withdrew his hand, only to see the claw hit an invisible wall, making a clashing sound. The lobster retracted its claw in pain.

This water sphere could even distinguish things; the seafood couldn’t get out.

With this magical skill, if placed in modern times, Sea Beastmen would all be top seafood merchants.

Wasn’t this much stronger than flash-frozen seafood? Fresh items were expensive due to difficult transport; previously, Eric couldn’t bear to buy them.