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Looking at Brubru's confident face, Cyclone eagerly opened the door.

Upon entering, there was a spacious living room on the left, followed by an open kitchen on the right.

Straight ahead was a horizontal staircase, leading to a large room and a small room on the upper floor.

The large room had a walk-in closet, while the small room was truly tiny, probably just used for storage.

Back on the ground floor, the cabin had a separate toilet and bathroom. The toilet was on the left side, detached from the stairs. The bathroom, on the other hand, was on the right side, behind the kitchen, occupying about a fifth of the total foundation.

Even though they were in the outskirts, the design of this cabin was very urban.

After seeing all this, Cyclone couldn't help but shout out, "Impressive!"

"Hahaha!" Brubru burst into laughter upon hearing Cyclone's shout.

"What?!" Eileen approached, acknowledging that this cabin was indeed very modern and probably the best one in the suburban area. But Eileen didn't think that alone would make Cyclone shout in excitement. The crucial bed battle hadn't been revealed yet.

"Little Dragon, you see, it's much more fun now," Cyclone said to Little Dragon, who blushed in response.

"I-I don't know anything!" Little Dragon looked confused, and Eileen couldn't figure out the reason behind Little Dragon's embarrassment.

Seeing this, Cyclone stepped forward to explain to Eileen.

"Eileen, let hubby explain it simply for you," Cyclone said with a sly smile and then opened the toilet door.

"Do you see it?" Cyclone asked.

Eileen took another look at the toilet she had just seen—a horse toilet and a flushing device that had been invented a few years ago, along with a place to store toilet paper. Eileen had visited Cyclone's old home before, which was an old-fashioned brick house. The toilet there was a wooden barrel type that Eileen herself had to handle and process the accumulated waste from the Wand Research Association every now and then.

Of course, a little fire magic would suffice to burn it, but it would emit a foul smell.

But now, with the flushing style, the waste would be redirected to another hole and processed there with fire magicite crystal.

Being able to build a toilet like those in the city with just wood was indeed impressive.

However, was that enough to make Little Dragon blush?

However, Cyclone pointed to the walls on both sides of the toilet.

There was a small hemisphere on them, also made of wood.

But the most terrifying thing was the position of these small hemispheres.

Eileen understood. It wasn't just here; looking at the protruding design of the open kitchen, Eileen understood everything.

In certain areas where battles could occur, additional devices were added to support the body.

Eileen wasn't mistaken. These two small hemispheres in the toilet were parallel devices for Cyclone to dance on while sitting on the horse toilet.

"No! It's not just that!"

"What?!"

"Not only for support, Eileen, you can also use them to enhance the power of your attacks and feel your husband's strength even more~ This is a two-way design!"

Not only did Cyclone see through his ignorance, but Eileen's face also turned red instantly.

"Art! This is the art of architecture!"

After sighing in admiration, Cyclone shouted loudly again.

"Do you understand now?! For your upcoming battles, I have provided you with the most advantageous battleground!!"

"That's right! Grandpa is right!"

In Cyclone's mind, he could already vaguely see the scene of fighting against his wives.

Constantly swinging his sword skills, coupled with the multiplier of the terrain effect, Cyclone saw how his wives would look after their defeat.

"Grandpa!!"

Seeing these exquisite designs, Cyclone took a step back and created a slight distance between him and Blublu.

Then, he knelt down.

"Damn it! Amazing, Grandpa!!"

His admiration in his heart reached its peak, and Cyclone had to prostrate himself, repeatedly kneeling and bowing.

"Grandpa is amazing!!"

"Hahaha!!"

Watching this foolish pair, Eileen couldn't help but sweat.

"Oh no! Do you think it's over? Not yet!!!"

"What?!"