Chapter 119: A Sand Thief is Digging Your Land (Two in One)_1

Orum stared blankly as he returned to the edge of the wasteland, sizing up the row of houses standing before him. They were about two meters tall, seemingly made by molding sandstone into one seamless structure, with no obvious point of connection.

Sandstone was a gritty rock. Scraping its surface with a hard object would cause it to peel off into granular fragments, making it barely passable for construction, though not for high-rise buildings. But the problem was, where did the sandstone come from in a place scattered with sand particles?

Apart from the two-meter floor, the room also had a depth of over one meter. The indoor ceiling hit roughly three point three meters, making it extra spacious. Yet, there were no windows, making it quite gloomy.

The insides were entirely bare, save for the sandstone flooring and walls and a staircase leading to the door.