"What did you say?"
As soon as the gathered cooks had prepared the first pot of "campfire rice" in the camp and were about to start the meal, the dumbfounded trio of middle-aged men eating together gazed at Dust Beater who was operating a mud truck and exclaimed:
"You pondered all night and surprised us with this? What do you mean by 'cannot build'? Explain yourself! Are you planning to bail?"
"It's just as it sounds, we cannot build."
Dust Beater curled his lip, having no appetite for the dish cooked in the large pot in front of him.
He had recently eaten a takeaway before logging in, so he just passed the porridge filled with various wild vegetables and a few seasoned meat strips to his two "assistants" beside him. He asked the Palyan sisters to find a place to eat and come back later.
Only after the two young girls left with the "camp administrators' grand lunch" did the young design student explain to his three acquaintances:
