Xiao Qiqi looked very pained, to the point that cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
But even in such a situation, Qiqi still chose not to rest.
And the reason was simply because he learned that Makoto was going to build a new house.
So he wanted to come and help Makoto.
Looking at the two little girls in front of him, Makoto was deeply moved.
He knew that Ningguang's personality was stubborn and pursued perfection.
Now that Ningguang had made a decision, it meant she had a plan in her heart.
Makoto also found it hard to persuade him further; he couldn't possibly restrict Ningguang's growth.
As for Qiqi, he was kind-hearted.
He always prioritized the feelings of others, even if it meant being wronged himself.
He was a silly little simpleton.
He would rather endure the pain than not come to help Makoto.
Makoto also found it hard to refuse Qiqi's good intentions.
In the end, Makoto could only agree to the two little girls' requests.
"Ningguang, then you should communicate more with the villagers later.
"Just be bold and do it according to your ideas, but don't overexert yourself; your body is important. If you feel unwell, go rest, understand?"
Ningguang was originally worried that Makoto wouldn't agree.
Seeing Makoto nod, Ningguang was immediately overjoyed.
"I understand, Brother Makoto, I'll go over there now!"
Ningguang waved goodbye to Makoto, then talked to the villagers about some details of building the house.
The current Ningguang truly looked like a little adult.
She could express some of her ideas.
The key was that her ideas were all excellent, enough to convince everyone.
Tianquan Star's superb command Talents were also perfectly displayed at this moment.
Immediately after, Makoto looked at Qiqi.
Xiao Qiqi raised his pretty face, his big watery eyes full of anticipation.
He was waiting for Makoto to assign him tasks.
"As for Qiqi, because your physique is special, I won't assign you any specific work."
"Qiqi just needs to avoid working under the sun."
"In short, work while ensuring your body isn't uncomfortable, understood?"
Makoto was still a bit worried about Qiqi, after all, the zombie's physique was apparent, so he could only arrange some simple tasks first.
"Qiqi... understood..."
Xiao Qiqi nodded obediently, then looked up to observe where he could work.
Soon, Qiqi set his sights on cutting trees.
Because not only could he avoid direct sunlight there, but it was also a very important part of building the new house.
With a clear goal in mind, Qiqi scurried over with his short legs.
At this moment, the villager cutting trees was the village's blacksmith uncle.
Cutting trees was heavy labor, something most people couldn't handle, so the task naturally fell to the blacksmith uncle.
Seeing Qiqi arrive, the blacksmith uncle felt a surge of curiosity: "Xiao Qiqi, what are you doing here?"
Qiqi looked up and truthfully told the blacksmith uncle,
"Qiqi... wants to help Makoto..."
"Qiqi... can cut trees..."
Because Qiqi was a zombie, his strength exceeded that of ordinary people.
Even when facing a group of Treasure Hoarders, Qiqi could easily handle them alone.
Now, cutting trees was a very easy task for him.
However, the blacksmith uncle was unaware.
He heard Qiqi's answer and couldn't help but laugh,
"Xiao Qiqi, Uncle can understand that you want to help."
"It's just that you're too small and don't have much strength."
"Cutting trees is heavy work, like this big tree; even I have to use all my strength to cut it for a long time."
"Little girl, if it were you, I estimate..."
The blacksmith wanted to say that Qiqi probably couldn't cut it down even in three days.
But he didn't expect that Qiqi cut down the tree with just one swing of the axe.
"Is that so?"
Qiqi looked up at the blacksmith uncle.
Blacksmith uncle: "???"
Little question mark, do you have many friends?
Qiqi looked so thin and small, why was he so strong??
Would this make him, the blacksmith, seem a bit foolish?
Before the blacksmith could react, Qiqi had already run into the forest with the axe.
Wherever Qiqi went, large areas of trees fell.
Qiqi worked with extremely high efficiency.
For him, cutting trees was a very simple task, much easier than gathering herbs.
In a short while, he had cut down all the trees in the entire forest.
Seeing this, the blacksmith unconsciously swallowed his saliva.
He knew that he alone definitely couldn't handle the current situation.
He had to call a few more people to help.
...Several strong young villagers were sifting through the ruins for usable items.
They occasionally wore troubled expressions, looking very melancholic.
"We are, after all, the main force of the village, but now we're doing such simple work. It feels like having strength but nowhere to use it."
"You can say that again! I was ready to show off my skills, but who knew I'd be assigned to clean up trash? This is simply a waste of talent."
Just as several people were muttering, someone ran over in a hurry: "Blacksmith Uncle Zhang asked me to deliver a message,"
"He said, hurry up and go help! The sooner the better!"
Upon hearing this, the villagers immediately felt their blood boil, and their expressions were very excited.
"I knew it, I knew it, gold always shines! It's finally time for us to show off our skills!"
"Brothers, we can finally accomplish something!"
Several young strong men were very excited.
After all, the blacksmith's work was a crucial part of building the village.
The villagers all respected the blacksmith.
If these young people could help the blacksmith, they would also gain a good reputation in the village later.
Amidst their excitement, one of the young men asked,
"By the way, did Uncle Zhang say what he wants us to do over there?"
"Oh, Uncle Zhang said to go and assist a little zombie named Qiqi."
Everyone: "???"