I Became The Chief Of A Primitive Village – Chapter 116, Kneading Dough?
Translator: Silavin After more than half an hour, a large pile of Wolf Tail Grass Grains was placed on the leaf, forming a vibrant green mound that looked quite appealing.
Translator: Silavin After more than half an hour, a large pile of Wolf Tail Grass Grains was placed on the leaf, forming a vibrant green mound that looked quite appealing.
Translator: Silavin Cang Shi nodded heavily, his smile almost reaching his ears as he asked, “Shaman, do we need anything else?”
Translator: Silavin After leaving the training ground, Su Bai walked to the classroom. Today, he would teach the children to read and write again.
Translator: Silavin Twenty-five people drew their longbows, aiming at the wooden posts. They released their arrows simultaneously, and once again, all twenty-five arrows missed their targets.
Translator: Silavin Su Bai opened his black eyes, looking at the top of the Teepee, and mentally called out, [System, check in!]
Translator: Silavin A few minutes later, the Totem Warrior guarding the gate of the Spotted Deer Tribe returned to the entrance and said, “Follow me.”
Translator: Silavin In the height of summer, the heat was so intense that even dragonflies dared only to fly too far from the shade of trees, fearing the sunlight might scorch their wings.
Translator: Silavin In the evening, dark clouds rolled across the sky like an overturned iron pot, pressing down heavily, making it hard to breathe.