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That night, with the human cushion and human heater, Wu Yue slept very soundly and deeply. When he woke up, he felt refreshed and all his fatigue disappeared.

However, Xiao did not sleep very well. Although he had slept with Wu Yuechun in his arms before, the relationship between him and Wu Yuechun was very simple at that time. He only hugged him to keep warm and did not have any strange thoughts at all.

But now their relationship is different. When he hugged her, his heart was so distracted and his blood was boiling. He stayed awake until the late night before he could barely fall asleep.

Fortunately, he was young and in good health, so it was no big deal for him to stay up half the night.

He was leading the hunting team today. After getting up, washing up, and instructing Wu Yue to be extremely careful, he led the team out. Now that they had horses, they could hunt farther afield and catch more prey, which would be easy to carry back with the horses.

The eagle's new bow and arrow played a big role. Although it could not directly kill large prey with thick skin and flesh, he had good accuracy. He could shoot arrows at soft parts such as the eyes, neck, and belly from a distance. It would be much easier to injure the prey first and then chase it.

On this day, the usually inconspicuous young man shined brightly and was very impressive in front of the new and old tribesmen.

Especially the Malaysians, they had been coveting the sharp weapon in Xiao's hand, but they couldn't tell what material it was made of. There were only a few of them in the entire tribe, so they must be very precious. Even if they wanted to get close to take a look at it and touch it, it was impossible.

The thing in the eagle's hand is obviously made of common items such as wood, rope, and feathers. Although its lethality is average, it looks very majestic when used. The eagle is not as scary as the leader Xiao, and looks easy to talk to.

So when the hunting team took a break at noon, a Malaysian came up to the eagle and gestured to show that he wanted to try the weapon.

Ying generously lent it out and even took the initiative to teach them how to use it. Although he acted generous, his heart was bleeding. After all, this was made by the God's messenger himself, how could he not feel sorry for it?

It’s just that Wu Yue asked him yesterday to find some people with good aim from the hunting team, thinking of forming an archery team in the future and letting him be the captain.

Being the captain! This was a huge temptation for a young man who was usually not taken seriously in the hunting team.

And that's not all. The messenger said that if he could find bamboo or iron ore, or something else hard and sharp to use as arrowheads, the power of the bow and arrow would be greatly enhanced. At that time, he would even be able to hunt a whole horned bull by himself!

I was praised for just shooting a prey today. Imagine if I dragged a horned bull back to the tribe...

The eagle, immersed in fantasy, scratched its head and grinned foolishly.

While Xiao was taking people hunting, Wu Yue was not idle either. The sweet potato vines had grown a lot, so he took some more cuttings. Among the plants he planted, sweet potato was the only one that could be propagated by cuttings, so he had to plant more.

After transplanting, I took a look around as usual, watered the plants and caught insects, and also studied the flower seeds from Suqian University.

The identities of the water lily and the lily have been confirmed. The water lily is a vegetable water lily, and the lily can also be identified as a lily by looking at its leaves, but it does not seem to be a cut lily, but a vegetable lily with edible bulbs that the director's mother used to plant in her small vegetable garden.

This is a good thing for Wu Yue. The tribe certainly needs vegetables more than fragrant and beautiful flowers.

The other two flowers, whose species could not be identified before, have now been recognized by Wu Yue after growing for a period of time. One is Impatiens, also known as henna, which has bright flowers and is easy to grow. In the past, girls in the orphanage would pick its petals to dye their nails.

Although this thing cannot be eaten, it seems to have some medicinal uses. Even if it cannot be used as medicine, it can be used as decoration. Wu Yue grew it just because of it.

As for the other type, at first glance, the leaves looked a bit like chrysanthemum and a bit like mugwort. Wu Yue felt that they were familiar but couldn't tell the difference, so he picked a leaf, rubbed it and smelled it. Then, the familiar yet disgusting smell that rushed into his nose made him frown immediately.

It’s Chinese spinach, a vegetable that he, who is never picky about food, can never fail to eat, no doubt about it.

I never thought that you would not let me go even though I had come to this alien planet! Wu Yue felt a little dark in his heart, and he almost wanted to pull out these chrysanthemums to feed the chickens.

But it was just a thought. Vegetables had not yet been domesticated in this world, and eating wild vegetables depended on luck. How could he bear to pull out these products of modern society that had been cultivated and domesticated for thousands of years?

If he doesn't want to eat it, he can give it to others.

Now that all the plants were in order, Wu Yue was in high spirits. He broke off a few yellowed leaves and threw them into the chicken coop. The jungle fowl, accustomed to his feeding, immediately pounced on the food.

These days he asked the children in the tribe to help him catch insects and dig earthworms to feed the three chickens. The food was good and they didn't exercise, so the chickens looked a lot fatter now. Wu Yue swallowed twice when he saw it.

But he couldn't do it now, as he was still counting on the chickens to lay eggs and the eggs to lay chickens, and for the descendants to be endless.

After finishing his work, he walked around and paid special attention to see if the Malaysians were disobedient or causing trouble.

Fortunately, everything is normal. The work in the tribe is not difficult. I can gradually get the hang of it by practicing and guessing.

"Messenger of God, Messenger of God, come here!" He walked to the center of the tribe with a smile on his face. Just as he was about to go see Tao Hua, a female voice called him.

It was grass. This girl had made wool yarn before, and he was deeply impressed.

Cao grabbed him and walked towards the river mysteriously, lowering his voice: "God's messenger, it seems we have figured out what you mentioned before!"

What did you say to Cao before? Wu Yue's eyes lit up. Is it numbness! ?

He became interested and trotted after the girl, crossing the river on the single-plank bridge and entering the woods.

After walking along the grass for about a hundred meters, we arrived at the place. In front of us was a very shallow stream with various plants soaking in the shallow water.

"As you instructed, we collected various plants and soaked them here. Since they rot very slowly, we only come to check on them every few days. Most of the plants have been soaked and rotted, but I found this today." Cao squatted down, turned over the stones and other rotten plants, and took out some fibers still stained with rotten branches and leaves.

She rinsed the fiber and handed it to Wu Yue, her eyes shining: "God's messenger, is this the hemp you mentioned?"

Wu Yue had never seen hemp fiber before, so he couldn't be sure. However, he still agreed with the grass: "I'm not sure, but since it won't rot when soaked, it must be useful to us, even if it can't be made into clothes!"

Wu Yue lowered his head and examined the fibers, turning them over and over. They felt soft yet a little rough, much like hemp rope. Each strand could be twisted into very thin strips, very flexible, and even the thinnest strips required some force to break.

Although he had never seen hemp fiber, the more Wu Yue looked at it, the more he felt that it should be it.

Even if not, this thing should be able to make clothes.

He said to the grass, "Grass, you guys did a great job! This thing is probably hemp, but I don't know the exact steps for making clothes, so I need your help."

Cao came up immediately and said, "If God wants you to have any help, please tell us. We will definitely do it!"

Wu Yue thought for a moment, then smiled and waved a handful of fiber in his hand: "Then let's get more of this plant first. We can't make much with just this little."

"Okay, let's cut all the grass!" The grass nodded and went happily.

"Don't cut it all off, we still need to save the seeds for later use!" She ran very fast, and Wu Yue could only shout at her back. He felt relieved when he saw her turn around and agree.

He doesn't want the hemp around the tribe to become extinct.

He returned to the tribe holding the hemp fibers, thinking about how to make them into thread and then into cloth.

The fibers are already very fine filaments, but they are too thin and too short, so they need to be spun into thicker and longer threads first, and then the warp and weft need to be interwoven on a loom like rattan weaving, so that cloth can be formed.

The grass can be twisted into thread using animal hair, but it is too laborious to do it by hand, so a tool like a spinning wheel is required.

Spinning wheel... Wu Yue remembered that this thing in film and television works usually had a conspicuous wooden wheel, which was driven by hand, and the spun thread would be wound around the wheel.

He didn't know the details, so he decided to just work on it, figuring it out as he went along. He pulled out his tools, gathered up some materials, and the time flew by. By the time he'd figured out how the spinning wheel worked, he realized Xiao was standing right in front of him. He looked up, and the sun was about to set.

"What is this?" Seeing that someone finally noticed him, Xiao pointed to the wheel in his hand that was made of mortise and tenon structure and resin.

"A spinning wheel, something that can be spun into thread and then woven into cloth to make clothes." Wu Yue stretched his stiff neck, put the semi-finished product into the space, and handed the hemp fiber to Xiao to see.

I had mentioned to Xiao before about making clothes with cotton, linen and wool, so Xiao was not too surprised. He just took a few glances at it and handed it back to him.

"This thing can also be made into a rope, which is very strong. When the time comes, you can put reins and saddles on the horses, which will make riding easier." Seeing that he was not interested, Wu Yue, who had been busy all day, felt a little unhappy and continued to introduce.

"Yeah." Xiao touched his face, his thumb brushing across his lips. "I know that everything you make is the best."

The numbness on his lips seemed to spread to his limbs. Wu Yue blushed and shut up.

In the following days, Wu Yue was busy making spinning wheels and looms. He couldn't understand many of the principles, so he found a few people who were skilled in making things to study together. Although they were primitive people, there was indeed strength in numbers. After a lot of hard work, they finally made simple spinning wheels and looms.

A large amount of hemp was also soaked in the stream. According to Yun, there were a lot of this thing in the woods, mountains, and grasslands, and it had strong vitality. Even after the stems and leaves were cut, they would not die. New buds would sprout from the roots and grow into new plants.

Wu Yue was of course very happy about this. The tribe would need a lot of hemp ropes and hemp clothes in the future, so it would be best if there was no shortage of raw materials.

There are still a few days before the plants rot and hemp fiber can be obtained, so Wu Yue has been busy improving the loom these days. Tao Hua's wound is gradually healing, and now he can occasionally walk out of the tent and stroll around the tribe.

Of the newcomers, she's the most diligent and fastest learner of the language, now able to communicate with the Sharp Teeth tribe at a basic level. She's eager to fit in, so she's kind and gentle, unlike the other Malaysians who struggle to speak and tend to be indifferent. Everyone likes her, too.

Seeing that Wu Yue had been busy tinkering with the loom these days, she helped out with some ideas after learning the reason. This inspired Wu Yue to modify the loom to make it more practical.

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