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Reject Humanity, Return to Monke

Ordinary day, ordinary life, that is until, I found myself getting stabbed to death by my fellow student for reasons unknown to me. Then some kind of holographic window prompting me to reincarnate appeared while I was busy drifting through the infinite darkness of the void. Of course, I pressed yes, it’s boring here, then found myself to be a dungeon master… As a fucking monkey no less…

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Monke and Battle Royales (4)

After learning about the unwritten rules of the returning Dungeon Masters, I went back to constructing the flooring of the treehouse, as well as its walls. Finding another tree that was far enough from our base of operations, I felled it and quickly grabbed the logs and huffed it back to the treehouse.

Once there, the next step was forming the planks, and with these huge-ass logs, my current body made no sweat with carrying. It was just enough to fit the entire foundation.

After a grueling hour of using my axe to chop through the wood (it was made simple by discreetly using Earth magic to measure the planks, making sure the Prixais doesn't notice while she keeps a look-out above), I was finally able to gather enough planks to place all over the foundation.

Then, the next problem comes: how am I going to place the planks as well as nail them to the foundation without any nails?

Simple, have Prixais use her magic.