Translator: Silavin Breakfast was still roasted meat, along with a few berries brought by the cow horned girl.
Translator: Silavin “Father! Father…” Yan Hua was shouting from afar, running towards Yan Jiao who was about to enter the forest.
Translator: Silavin *Splash splash…* Su Bai was awakened by the sound of water being poured. He opened his eyes groggily and turned his head slightly to see the fox eared girl pouring water into a stone pot.
Translator: Silavin As night deepened, the people of the Tribe had long finished their work on the ‘grooves’ and had all gone to rest.
Translator: Silavin In the Teepee, Su Bai was writing a diary. It was a habit he had developed after writing novels on Earth. He would record his inspirations whenever they came.
Translator: Silavin As the sun set in the west, it was once again dusk.
Translator: Silavin “Shaman, the water is boiled,” Yu Ying poured a cup of hot water, placed it on the stone table, and wagged her fox tail. She soon ran back to watch over the roasting meat at the fire pit.
Translator: Silavin “Done.” Su Bai put down the charcoal, looking at the animal hide drawing that only he could understand.
