Early the next morning, Shen Can watched Huo Tang and Huo Shan disappear into the mountain forest before turning back toward the ancestral temple.
The tribe had only just migrated here, and the tribesmen were still adapting as they organized the waters, fields, and farmland.
He headed toward the cave where the Iron Wood Boat was kept.
Now, with the bow and stern put together, there was naturally no longer any need to use ironwood.
The Shanghuang Tribe had already prepared most of the latter half of the hull. Huo Kui was busy creating an interlocking mortise-and-tenon structure where the broken keel at the bow had been.
For now, the Blazing Flame Tribe could only put the boat back together. As long as it could be used, that was enough.
They were hunting, not fighting naval battles.
Shen Can had no way to concoct some all-purpose glue that stuck to heaven and earth.
For the time being, the joints were connected with rivets. The gaps would be easy enough to fill—he could simply seal them with a kind of tree resin found in the mountains, then later apply witchcraft talismans over them.
Besides heading out to hunt and cultivate, the hunting team now had another exercise: learning to swim and dive.
After checking on the boat repairs, Shen Can returned to the ancestral temple.
Inside the ancestral temple, Huo Zhong was sorting through the things pried out of Wu Zhiqi's mouth.
That dog-bastard had a great deal hidden in his belly. Every time he was questioned, he spat out a whole pile of information, but the categories were an utter mess and needed sorting.
Huo Zhong was only doing the initial organization. Once it was finished, Shen Can would carry out deductions and distinguish truth from falsehood.
After breakfast, Shen