Star Railway: Digging through Beloberg at the beginning

"This bed is new, I haven't used it before, I hope you don't mind it."

Fang Kuai Ren chuckled.

Perhaps because he was used to sleeping on it, he didn't think this bed and mattress were any good.

"Are you kidding?"

"If someone is not satisfied with such a good bed, how picky must he be?!"

Xi'er frowned and asked back. She couldn't be more satisfied with this bed.

Immediately, Xi'er lay down comfortably.

"I suddenly understand why you didn't stay at the Goethe Hotel."

"This bed is even more comfortable than the one in the Goethe Hotel!"

After a pause, Xier couldn't help but exclaimed

"ha……"

Cube Ren chuckled and didn't say much.

It was night. In fact, there was no distinction between day and night in the lower area of Beloberg.

After all, there was no sun in the lower area, and the surroundings were always so dim.

Even so, they had to rely on the dim light emitted by the old light bulbs that had been used for hundreds of years.

Otherwise, it would be completely dark.

But this little light can only ensure that everyone does not fall when walking.

It is nothing compared to the light in the upper area.

However, the people in the lower area still have biological clocks. Moreover, there are clocks and other things in the lower area, which can at least ensure the normal rest of the miners.

As for Cube Ren, he naturally has a system clock, so he can also grasp the time.

At this point, it should be time for dinner.

Cube Ren glanced at Xier.

I saw that she had taken out her scythe at some point and held it in her arms.

Xier first saw the tail of the scythe from the edge of the blade, and then looked from the tail of the scythe to the edge of the blade.

How bored must one be to do such a thing? Besides, who would play with a scythe all day?

Fang Kuai Ren turned his attention back to himself.

He looked at the decreasing satiety level on the system panel.

"I've been hungry for a day, it's time to replenish some energy."

As he was talking, Fang Kuai Ren took out a furnace from his backpack and threw some coal into it.

The blazing fire in the furnace brought some warmth to the whole cave.

"Refuel? What are you going to eat tonight?"

"Also, you have so many weird little gadgets."

Seeing this, Xier also came over and looked at the furnace on the ground with great interest.

"Well... I'm a little tired today, so let's just have some pork chops first."

Fang Kuai Ren thought for a while and replied in a deep voice.

Every time it's time to eat, it's a difficult question to decide.

But simple ingredients and simple methods always win the favor of most people.

"Pork chops?!"

Xier's eyes lit up slightly.

The next moment, two large pork chops appeared in Fangkuairen's hand, and he threw them all into the furnace.

Now, Fangkuairen has a backpack with unlimited capacity.

So, he naturally doesn't need props like boxes.

All the belongings that Fangkuairen has accumulated in the past month have been stored in his backpack.

After all, resurrection and death don't drop.

In addition to the raw pork chops he just took out, there are countless raw meat, wheat, pumpkins, watermelons and other things in the backpack.

You know, Fangkuairen didn't just mine during the month he traveled here.

He also built a farm on the snowfield.

So, there is no shortage of various supplies.

"It's a pity that the Snowfield Farm is lost, and the resources inside may never be recovered.……"

Thinking of this, Fangkuairen couldn't help but feel a little pain.

Because when he was mining today, the gold fell too suddenly.

Fangkuairen didn't have time to go back and take a look.

Who knows who will benefit from the remaining supplies in the snow farm in the end.

However, the supplies in his backpack alone are enough for Fangkuairen to eat and drink for a while, so there is no need to worry.

In addition, since he can build a snow farm, he can naturally build a mining farm.

Anyway, Fangkuairen will never worry about food and drink.

The only drawback is that the villagers cannot be materialized.

Otherwise, there will be various uses related to the villagers.

The supplies on him can also be enriched.

""wow!"

While the pork chops were cooking, Xier stared at the furnace with shining eyes.

She wanted to look away, but the aroma of meat coming from the furnace was really tempting!

"It should be ready."

Fang Kuai Ren calculated the time and took out the cooked pork chops.

""Gulp~"

Although Xi'er had already filled her stomach before, she couldn't help swallowing her saliva when she saw the cooked pork chop in Fangkuairen's hand.

The sizzling oil and rich meat aroma were enough to make people's appetites growl.

Seeing this, Fangkuairen couldn't help but laugh.

"Here! I'll treat you to some food."

He then gave one of the pieces to Xi'er.

""Ah? Is there still a share for me?!"

Xier's eyes became brighter, but she was still a little embarrassed.

"Eat it, this one is prepared for you."

""If you come here, you are my guest. How can I not entertain you?"

Fang Kuai Ren said with a smile.

Xi'er couldn't ignore the piece of meat that he didn't care about.

You know, the situation in the lower area is not optimistic.

Even Xi'er, who is quite powerful and has a certain status in the lower area, has never seen such a large piece of meat.

Since the separation of the upper and lower areas, Xi'er rarely eats meat.

There is no way. For the people in the lower area, survival is the first priority.

The precious chalcedony is used to exchange for medicine and various basic supplies.

How can it be used to exchange for one's own desires?!!

"Now that you've said that, I won't be polite to you."

"I owe you this meal."

Hearing this, Xi'er stopped being polite to Fang Kuai Ren.

She picked up the cooked pork chop and ate it with relish, without any image at all.

""Mmm~ Very fragrant! It's simply amazing!" She couldn't help but exclaim while eating.

After a while, the big piece of cooked pork chop was completely eaten by her.

""Huh~ Is this the food for the upper class?"

After finishing the meal, Xier couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.

When will the other people in the lower class be able to be like the upper class and no longer worry about food, drink and survival?