Wu Piwu had not experienced such leisurely days for a long time.
This dream world was very special; it was a closed world and not very large.
The Demon City itself was a massive source of pollution, where all the monsters, anomalies, horrors, and even nightmares were bound within its confines.
Perhaps in the various timelines outside, there were still monsters and nightmares, but within the Demon City area, only the bizarre and nightmares existed, which meant that other places in the Demon City region were quite safe.
According to Daphne, every full moon, some low-level weak monsters would spawn, which even Daphne, a Samoyed, could easily defeat, posing no threat to him at all.
A dream world where he did not have to worry about nightmares suddenly attacking felt like a vacation to Wu Piwu.
Every day he mined; for others, ten thousand kilograms of ore might seem like a vast amount, but to him, it was hardly worth mentioning.
He strolled around and found a mining spot in just one afternoon, digging up a small mountain of ore.
He had no idea how much it was, but he borrowed a cart from the village and made three trips back and forth.
By evening, the blacksmith had already begun forging a Wild Boar Tusk Blade for him.