Translator: Silavin In the evening, dark clouds rolled across the sky like an overturned iron pot, pressing down heavily, making it hard to breathe.
Translator: Silavin “By the way, how long will it take to make fifty longbows?” Su Bai asked.
Translator: Silavin Gu Mu nodded heavily and asked, “Shaman, if possible, can I try it later?”
Translator: Silavin The next morning, the sun climbed out from behind the clouds, its rays spreading across the entire Flame Dragon Tribe.
Translator: Silavin [I haven’t opened today’s Assistance Package yet.] Su Bai thought to himself as he watched the swaying door flap. [System, open the Assistance Package.]
Translator: Silavin Su Bai shook his head and said, “No, I want to make a pen, so I need walnuts.”
Translator: Silavin Yan Jiao wolfed down another piece of Ferocious Beast Meat and nodded, saying, “It tastes so good. Much better than the meat before.”
Translator: Silavin *Sizzle sizzle…* The Ferocious Beast Meat crackled on the stone slab as it cooked. As the fire grew stronger, the meat released waves of delicious aroma.
