Carrying a small wooden box and a few books, Roger left the lighthouse.

It wasn't until he was far away that Roger felt as if there was a gaze on him from the lighthouse.

Shaking his head helplessly, the last request he made was not just to relieve boredom.

The whole island was deserted, only himself and the old man, and Roger didn't know anything about this strange world.

He desperately needed some information from the outside world, even if it was just a few words, and that knowledge could only be obtained from books.

The cabin he lived in now might have belonged to that man a long time ago, and the empty bookshelf reminded Roger.

He deliberately offered to be more interested in history and geography, so most of the books he obtained were related to it.

Back at the cabin, Roger put the few books he had on the shelves, and he didn't rush through them.

The priority now is to repair the broken wooden houses, the weather at sea is unpredictable, and although there was a storm yesterday, no one knows when the next storm will come.

The man who behaved strangely made Roger secretly vigilant in his heart, and now even if the other party invited him to live in the lighthouse, I am afraid that Roger would not agree.

"It's a big project."

Roger shook his head helplessly, the number of planks left in his hand was not much, and it was not enough for him to completely restore the entire wooden house.

Climbed to the roof to check it, found a few relatively large leaks, and after thinking about it, Roger made a decision.

The most important thing is to solve the problem of rain leakage.

Taking out the nails and hammers from the toolbox, he nailed all the planks in his hand according to the previous repair pattern, and if there was not enough, he demolished the east wall to make up the west wall, and removed some less important places from the house and door, and then patched them up on the roof.

It wasn't until sunset that Roger was barely finished, and the completeness of the cabin went from 79% to 84%.

The extra part was really just a plank he nailed, and his kind of wall demolition behavior was obviously not counted.

"It should be...... There will be no more rain leaks. ”

Wiping his sweat, Roger nodded in satisfaction.

Sweating all over his body, he was exhausted, made something to eat, and devoured it.

Endless exhaustion welled up in his heart, and after a simple clean-up, when the sun went down, he fell headlong into bed.

There were no large animals on the island, and as for the man in the lighthouse, Roger had nothing to worry about.

He is now weak, and the other party has a gun in his hand, and if he really wants to do something to him, he is powerless to resist.

In a daze, Roger fell asleep.

Nothing was said all night.

When he woke up in the morning, Roger suddenly experienced a refreshing feeling that he had never experienced before, his mind was clear, the fatigue of yesterday was swept away, and his body seemed to have inexhaustible strength.

"Is this the special effect of wooden beds?"

"It's an amazing thing."

Excited in his heart, Roger has infinite confidence in his future life.

After breakfast, he took his tools and went to the woods behind him, and the rest of the wood needed to be processed by himself.

After several circles in the woods, he found a few dead trees, none of which were very tall, and after cutting off the rotten roots and putting them down, Roger dragged the dead trees with a rope back to the open space in front of the hut.

Naturally, with his skills, he could not do any fine processing, and even cutting and sawing, it took him a morning to get a few irregularly shaped wooden blocks.

After lunch, he took a short rest, and did not continue to work, his physical fitness was very poor, and it was not efficient to continue working, so he simply went to the study to read a few books he had brought from the lighthouse.

All afternoon, Roger stayed at home, flipped through the book in his hand, and also had some understanding of the world he was in now.

This should still be the earth, and the regional structure has not changed much, but there are great differences in the specific distribution and cultural inheritance.

Some countries and regions that he was familiar with in his previous life did not appear, and instead they were some strange places, which made it more difficult for Roger to understand.

Seeing those familiar names, he always subconsciously wanted to sit down with the region in his previous life, but in reality, even if he had the same name, the difference between the two would be very big.

The country he is in now should be the United States in the previous life, but the specific location of Roger is not clear, and the level of science and technology is about the same as that of the previous life around the millennium.

The specific historical process is 108,000 miles away, and Roger has no heart to pay attention to this, and he can't make up any decent lies now, if anyone asks him, put all the questions on amnesia.

Before it was dark, Roger hurried to do some work again, his only lighting equipment was a kerosene lamp that was not too bright, and he could not expect a kerosene lamp to do much of a difference on this desert island.

When it was completely dark, Roger stopped what he was doing and smiled with satisfaction when he saw that the integrity had increased to 91 percent.

After eating, sitting on the stump in front of the wooden house, Roger was very nostalgic for the leisurely life in his previous life.

Although it is not a lot of wealth, it is more than enough, and it should be ready to start your own rich nightlife at the usual time.

Can now?

Looking at his calloused hands, he shook his head helplessly and went back to rest.

There was no change in life, reading books and repairing the house, and it took Roger two more days to finally repair the wooden house completely.

When he smashed the last nail, there was an inexplicable warm current on his body, and the wooden house model in his mind glowed faintly, and he controlled his mind to touch it.

Humble seaside cabins:

Level: 0

A simple house that can only meet the basic needs, with no furniture except for a bed.

The special area, the study, has been opened.

Bonus: None.

Please upgrade as soon as possible to enable more features.

That's all there is to it.

Roger blinked, "That's it?"

"Where's the Starter Pack?"

"What about the lottery system?"

"After three days, I was tired and tired, so did you open a study for me?"

"Could it be that this wooden house is cultivated by a top student? I hope that I will study and practice every day and become a master of all subjects as soon as possible?"

From the outside, the whole cabin didn't seem to have changed, but after a few walks around the cabin, Roger noticed some differences.

His previous repairs, to be honest, were very rough, and they were a mess, but when the completeness reached 100, the wooden house seemed to have improved itself, and it looked much stronger and more reasonable.

With one last trace of thought, Roger came to the study.

Here he finally found the biggest difference.

The originally empty bookshelves unexpectedly added a few more books.

With the excitement in his heart, he raised his hand and pulled out one of them.