The weather in the mountains changed without warning. A moment ago, the evening glow had filled the sky; in the blink of an eye, dark clouds gathered thickly and thunder rolled in waves.
Raindrops the size of beans pelted the Black Clam Tent with a rapid patter.
Black Clam Tents were one of the Magic Tools cultivators commonly used for camping in the wild. They were refined from the skins of Black Clams that had grown for over fifty years. Under normal circumstances, they were only palm-sized, but once activated with Mana, they could swiftly expand to more than a dozen feet across.
These special tents could withstand bitter cold and scorching heat, offered excellent protection from the wind, and were impervious to water and fire. Thus, every cultivator in the mountain-crossing party carried one, ensuring they had a dwelling of their own when they made camp at night.
Wang Chen lit the Obsidian Lamp and hung it from the tent frame.
The Black Clam Tent had eight supports in total, made from Black Clam spinal bones. They were slender and light, yet exceptionally tough.
Soft light evenly illuminated the space within.
With thunder rumbling outside and rain pouring down in sheets, the value of this tiny private space became all the more apparent.
Wang Chen took a charcoal stove from his Storage Bag.
The charcoal stove resembled the coal stove from his Previous Life, and their functions were exactly the same. The only difference was that the coal stove burned coal briquettes, while this firestone stove used charcoal as fuel.
It was said that the charcoal stove had been modeled after an alchemy furnace. Later, after people simplified and improved it, it became a portable cooking stove that even ordinary households could use, making it very convenient for use