After all, there's not much inside, and they think they can just build again.
So they demolished the randomly built tents and huts and moved as Hewett instructed.
But Gostango... shivers before clearing his tent.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing... I just... feel strange."
"What's wrong? There's not much inside, right?"
"No... actually, there's quite a bit. The iron axe and iron plow I received last time, for instance."
Those items were his treasures.
Thanks to that axe, getting timber became much easier than before, and with the iron knife, processing the meat and skin of game became incredibly easy.
It was thanks to doing fieldwork a bit longer than others and hunting foxes here and there.
Since acquiring those tools... something feels strange.
The timber piled up in his house increased, and as the speed and delicacy of processing game differed from others, the skins to trade for various items also increased.