WorldCrafter - Building My Underground Kingdom-Chapter 220: Leisure Project

Chapter 220: Leisure Project

The first thing Ben did was recreate the outer appearance of the mansion, exactly as it had been before. Same arched gates. Same polished stone walls. Same vine-wrapped balcony and gold-trimmed windows.

He took his time, reshaping each block manually, copying every detail from memory. If anyone walked by, they’d see nothing out of the ordinary, just another noble estate, freshly repaired after recent chaos.

Normally, this kind of restoration would have taken days, but with Ben’s abilities, it was simple. He conjured extra arms to assist with the work, each one moving in sync, smoothing walls, placing stones, hammering supports.

He couldn’t construct illusion arrays like Elvira, so he relied on the next best thing: physical mimicry. No mana signatures, no enchantments to be detected.Just stone, metal, and meticulous precision.

The best kind of camouflage wasn’t magical. It was the kind no one questioned.

Next, he hollowed out the entire first floor interior, leaving only the outer shell intact.

Inside, he designed it from scratch, his way.

The left wing became a study and research area, with shelves built directly into the stone. He left space for future tomes, ingredients, and notebooks.

In the center, he shaped a large carving table from polished darkwood, salvaged from ruined cabinets.

His old professor’s words echoed in his mind. “If you want to understand biology, start with dissection.”

He grimaced, but nodded to himself. The room would double as a small anatomical lab.

The right wing became his personal forge workshop. Smaller than the underground factory, but built for hands-on experimentation. He added a compact smelter, an infusion tray, and three crafting slabs for item testing.

Overhead, he left space to eventually hang runic lenses for crystal enhancement, for elvira to put later.

The back hall connected both wings and led to a small living space, bed, table, couch, and mana lamp. It was the only part he made even remotely comfortable. Everything else was stone and steel.

He reinforced the floors, especially above the hidden elevator hatch, layering it with Grimslate so heavy even Nephirid wouldn’t break through by accident.

Then he carved a manual locking slot just under the floor trim, an old trick from his system days, but it still worked.

Ben stepped back, brushing dust from his hands. “Alright, this is good, now to spice things up.”

Ben pulled out a chisel block and leaned down near the wall by the staircase.

He etched carefully into the Grimslate with pixel-style art. Just simple, angular lines and patterns that resembled the interface of his favorite old game.

A smiling block face. A sword stuck in grass. Even a stylized furnace icon with flames licking the top.

He grinned to himself. “Might as well enjoy the place.”

Next, he spawned in modern furniture. A sleek couch of dark stone and leather. A low coffee table. An adjustable chair with spine support.

One of the few luxuries he brought from an Earth design in his head, using softened monster hide and flex-steel alloy. Across from the couch, he embedded a mana screen, tied to a mirrored crystal, Elvira’s prototype. It could display maps, blueprints, or even old footage, if he could store it right.

He ascended to the second floor.

The layout was simpler: clean, squared halls branching into rooms on both sides.

The left wing was for work.

He shaped three long rooms with high ceilings, dividing each with reinforced panels and mana-conductive conduits.

These were Krell staff work zones, one for paperwork sorting, one for crafting maintenance, and one as a Krell-only briefing hall, should he ever start training them directly.

He added tables, seating, some basic furniture. If he later got the AI system like Elvira dreamed of, these rooms could become fully automated.

The right wing was personal.

He hollowed out a 10×10 block room as his private bedroom. The walls were smooth on three sides, but the rear he shaped into a massive reinforced shelf wall, carved with more pixel art. Not for vanity, he just liked seeing the familiar shapes.

His bed was large and low, layered with fabric he weaved from mutated mushroom fiber and leather padding. Simple, but durable.

He shaped a private washroom in the corner, using filtered stone and siphon channels to pull moisture from the air, primitive plumbing, but it worked.

He added a small standing shelf beside the bed.

On it, he placed only two things: A gemstone Elvira gave him months ago, and a worn dagger from his first fight as a Sovereign.

Ben sat on the edge of the bed, staring out the window he’d carved to look exactly like one from his old apartment. Just wider, and far more luxurious.

Ben stood from the bed with a stretch, surveying the second floor one more time. It was solid, efficient, but still missing something important.

“Right. I need a kitchen.”

He made his way back down the hall and picked the center room between the Krell work zones, just off the staircase for easy access.

He carved it into a 7×7 block chamber, smoothing the walls and reinforcing them with heat-resistant tilework using compressed emberstone and obsidian shards.

To one side, he built a long cooking counter, carved from volcanic glass for easy cleaning. Embedded within the surface were three mana stoves, which flared to life when he connected them to a filtered gemstone battery.

He placed a set of cold-storage cabinets on the opposite wall, each built with white gem insulation to maintain internal chill.

Next to it, he added a stone sink, channeling the same water-absorption siphons he used in the washroom, pulling moisture from the air and filtering it with a bed of stone-salt.

There was even a slaughter-prep station in the corner. Not fancy, just a reinforced slab with drainage grooves and a mounted bone saw.

In the center of the kitchen, he placed a heavy stone table surrounded by four chairs. Not exactly a warm family setting, but enough for meals, and comfortable enough to seat at. He didn’t plan to host guests here, at least not ones who weren’t armed.

Once the kitchen was set, Ben walked across the second floor, picked another side hall, and hollowed out two new rooms.