Around two or three in the afternoon was the most sweltering time of day.
Even the naughtiest children in the Guada Tribe had learned to hide beneath the shade of the trees, while the women and elderly remained busy in the valley, gathering all kinds of wild vegetables and insects.
As for Wu Yuan, he had already led more than a dozen of the Guada Tribe's strongest warriors out of the valley to hunt during the hottest part of the day, because only during this period could they avoid those evil, terrifying, sinisterly cold Sand Serpents.
Zhang Yang, meanwhile, was collecting firewood all over the place on an empty stomach. Without a source of mana, he needed a sufficient amount of firewood.
Of course, he hadn't forgotten the sacred task of Wood Spear Crafting either. Unfortunately, so far, he still hadn't figured out how to craft a Wood Spear.
When the sun began to hang over the western mountaintop, Wu Yuan finally returned with two unknown ferocious beasts. It seemed they wouldn't need to worry about dinner.
Zhang Yang had also gathered two huge piles of firewood by then. He didn't feel tired at all. There was only one word for it: hungry!
Thanks to Wu Yuan, he was given another chunk of meat and bone. He casually tossed it onto the fire and roasted it until it was a few degrees cooked, then hurried to the side and swallowed it down as if his life depended on it. Otherwise, in a few more seconds, this hard-won food would probably have changed owners.
"Village Chief, could it be that you intend to use fire to deal with the Sand Serpent?"
After arranging everything in the Guada Tribe and driving all the tribespeople into the cave, Wu Yuan came over to