Night Hunt

To build a furnace, you definitely need bellows; otherwise, the temperature inside the furnace won't reach the point where you can melt the metal.

He knew a little about the principle of bellows: it uses the pressure difference between the inside and outside to achieve the purpose of blowing air.

The tribe also has many tools, and animal hides are a good material for making them.

He still needs to conduct further research and experimentation to figure out how to make a more usable bellows.

Everyone divided the work and got busy with their own tasks.

Within two days, Qing Kuo and his team had already fired the mud bricks.

Jian Mo went with them to build and adjust the furnace.

This was the first time anyone had ever built a furnace, and nobody knew how. Even Jian Mo, who had a general understanding of the principles, wasn't sure how to do it specifically.

They could only make adjustments as they went along, imitating the kiln to try and concentrate the heat of the furnace in the center.

Fortunately, they had already produced lime, which made the construction process much simpler. If it didn't work the first time, they could simply dismantle the materials and try again.

After several busy days, the furnace and bellows were finally finished.

They officially placed the metal block into the furnace, then added high-quality charcoal, and started the bellows to blow air into the furnace, waiting for the metal to melt.

The entire process of crafting these tools was kept secret within the tribe, and only a carefully selected core orc and sub-orc were allowed to come to the back mountain.

At this moment, the tribe's elites gathered around the furnace, feeling the temperature inside.

Qing Kuo said, "The temperature inside the furnace is much higher than the temperature inside the fire pit."

Jian Mo stared intently at the furnace. "That's it, otherwise how would it melt the metal blocks? The metal blocks inside seem to be getting red-hot?"

Everyone immediately forgot to speak and stared intently at the metal block inside.

They specially modified the stone pliers, and wrapped the ends with rattan and animal hide to prevent burns.

Upon seeing the reddish-brown metal block inside, De Jiang immediately removed it.

Wu Jiong glanced at it and said, "It doesn't look right, it's not fully cooked yet."

De Jiang agreed, "It's not fully cooked; it needs to be cooked a little longer."

Di Ya, standing nearby, was pulling the bellows, sending a whooshing sound into the furnace. The charcoal inside burned a golden-red, and sparks even flew out. "It's so hot."

The flames scorched everyone, turning their faces red and reflecting their exhaustion.

Everyone's eyes were bright, and their faces were filled with hope.

After burning for a while longer, the surface of the metal block seemed to peel off.

Holding her breath, Jian Mo said, "It should be fine."

De Jiang immediately took the metal block out and placed it on a large stone next to the furnace. A Da and Yong An, who had been waiting nearby, did not hesitate to strike it with their stone hammers, intending to thin the metal block.

They kept striking it, and the metal block stretched out, slowly turning from red to black.

After the metal cooled and turned black, and it no longer stretched much when struck, De Jiang put the metal block back into the furnace. Di Ya pulled the bellows hard again, her arm muscles bulging, her movements quick and even.

A Da and Yong An, who had just been striking the stone hammer, were inspecting it Yong An's hammer had chipped, so he immediately replaced it with the spare hammer that had been prepared nearby.

Everyone repeated this process, slowly thinning the metal block to create the shape of a knife.

After they finished sharpening the blade, the young orcs A Hu and Ban Ming, who were in charge of sharpening it, took it to the side and sharpened it with a whetstone.

As it was sharpened, the metal blade gradually became gleaming and sharp, transforming into a form that Jian Mo was familiar with.

Wu Jiong personally brought over the prepared hardwood handle, inserted the long end of the metal knife into the handle, bent the tail to secure it, and then drove a wooden wedge into the handle. A metal knife was now complete.

After finishing, Wu Jiong handed the knife to Jian Mo under everyone's watchful eyes.

The people around him looked at Jian Mo with encouraging eyes, signaling him to take the call.

Jian Mo gently accepted the knife amidst everyone's anticipation.

The knife looked very much like the fruit knife he was familiar with, but it was heavier and resembled a dagger.

The blade is black, the handle is wooden, and the gleaming edge gleams with a cold light.

To save materials, they make their knives smaller, but their craftsmanship and technology are no less than any other knife.

Holding it in your hand, you can feel the awe-inspiring weight of this knife, forged through countless trials. It is not just a knife, but also a symbol of your yearning for a better life.

Jian Mo gently turned the blade upwards, plucked a hair from her head, and released it towards the blade.

A strand of hair floated onto the blade and was gently sliced in two.

Jian Mo said, "A fine knife!"

The breaths that everyone had been holding suddenly released.

Ban Ming took the initiative to put his arm around A Hu's shoulder, A Hu immediately reacted by putting her arm around Jiu Yin's shoulder.

The remaining people simultaneously reached out, regardless of whether the person next to them was an orc or a sub-orc, and firmly put their arms around each other's shoulders, cheering loudly.

On one side of Jian Mo was Wu Jiong, and on the other side was Qing Kuo.

Two steady, strong hands gripped his shoulders firmly. He looked down at the knife in his hand, his expression filled with emotion, which eventually turned into a smile.

That's great!

Chapter 46 Night Hunt

In the evening, after a long day, Jian Mo took a hot shower, put on a light and loose short-sleeved shirt and shorts, and snuggled into her warm bed.

He rolled around wrapped in the blanket, ending up next to the giant wolf's belly. He instinctively reached out and hugged the wolf's front paws, then closed his eyes beside this stable source of heat.

Feels good.

Just as Jian Mo nuzzled the giant wolf's paw, intending to drift off to sleep, she suddenly heard two excited cries from outside: "Awoo--Awoo--"

It's quite normal for people to occasionally shout at night.

Jian Mo, using the giant wolf's paw as a pillow, adjusted her position and prepared to fall asleep again.

Before he could fall asleep, he heard strange noises outside again.

Her sleepiness was repeatedly interrupted, and now even if Jian Mo was extremely sleepy, she couldn't fall asleep.

He pulled the animal skin blanket up a little irritably and covered his head with it.