Translator: Silavin At noon, the sun in the sky was particularly scorching, with some parts of the ground even cracking from the heat. After checking the second batch of papermaking and explaining to everyone how to read time on the sundial, Su Bai returned to the Main Teepee.
Translator: Silavin Sunlight spread across the entire Flame Dragon Tribe, with the calls and cries of some Ferocious Beasts, a new day had arrived.
Translator: Silavin At dusk, Su Bai had people bring the dried paper into the Main Teepee, and the wooden boards were arranged on the stone table.
Translator: Silavin The wooden boards covered with Wolf Tail Grass Pulp were moved out of the classroom one by one and placed under a large tree. The tree was lush, with sunlight filtering through, leaving only scattered spots of light. It was perfect for the newly made paper to be dried under it, since they would completely avoid direct sunlight.
Translator: Silavin In the centre of the round platform, a good amount of softened Wolf Tail Grass Stems were placed.
Translator: Silavin “Shaman, may I come in?” Yan Hua called from outside the Teepee.
Translator: Silavin Streaks of golden sunlight fell on the Teepees of the Flame Dragon Tribe, as if wrapping them in a layer of gold dust. Su Bai woke up early, and as usual, he checked in and opened the Assistance Package after he checked in.
Translator: Silavin “By the way, Shaman, where will we be fishing?” Cang Shi asked, puzzled. He recalled that they used to catch fish by the river in the Ancestral Land.
