Han Cheng was busy like this for a while, then called someone to take over and do the same thing he had just done.

Apart from this, under such conditions, he had no better solution to think of. Whether he could survive or not was up to fate.

Han Cheng walked to Huo Er, who was fine, and found that Huo Er also had a layer of prickly heat on his body. He looked at the others carefully and found that only they two had the most prickly heat.

It made sense after a little thought. After all, they were facing a fire all day long, and it was midsummer now...

"Wake up! Wake up!"

The eldest brother shouted in surprise and looked at Han Cheng with eyes full of admiration.

Han Cheng hurried over and found Huo Yi, who had his eyes closed before, had opened them, but he looked very weak.

Han Cheng then asked someone to wipe Huo's body with cold water, and at the same time got her a bowl of boiled water with some salt in it.

"Son of God!"

The people surrounding him looked at Han Cheng with even more respect. In the past, the Son of God had performed many miracles, but compared to today's, it was undoubtedly more admirable, because the Son of God had saved a dying man!

Among the crowd, Shu Liang was the most excited.

This man who aspired to become like Shennong, after witnessing with his own eyes the Son of God using his power to bring a dying man back to life, could not help but clench his fists tightly. His ambition to find medicine to save lives became even more determined!

After the tribe members respectfully bowed to the Son of God, many of them jumped up and down in excitement, shouting and venting their joy...

Han Cheng was not as happy as they were. He was thinking about fire and how to improve the technology of making fire.

The fire was burning non-stop for 24 hours in the middle of summer, which was really too hot.

It was okay for those who didn't usually go near the fire, but the elderly Huo One and Huo Two were the ones who suffered.

This time, Huo was lucky enough to survive with his simple rescue efforts. Will he be so lucky next time? What about the next time?

We really need to find a way to resolve this issue!

Han Cheng didn't have the ability to make matches or lighters. All he could think of were fire knives, flints, or fire sticks.

Flint is relatively rare, and the possibility of there being fire knives and flint around the Qingque tribe is very small.

Moreover, the fire knives of later generations were all made of hard steel. When he was a child, he once heard the elders in his family talk about how good someone's fire knife and flint were, and how they could light a fire in just one stroke, and their tone was quite envious.

The issue of steel alone was enough to stop Han Cheng.

It seems that the only remaining way is to make a fire starter.

Han Cheng also knew something about fire sticks. You could roll up the yellow paper used for visiting graves and stuff it into a bamboo tube neither too loose nor too tight. Then you would light one end with fire and cover it. The paper stick in the bamboo tube would burn at an extremely slow speed and remain burning.

When using, just open the lid and blow out the flame.

Han Cheng curled his lips. There was no bamboo, and no yellow paper either…

It really is the primitive age!

Even though I have the memories of later generations, I still find it difficult to do all these things. However, our ancestors walked out step by step with great difficulty and achieved glory. One cannot help but sigh for them.

One can imagine how much suffering and setbacks they suffered in this process.

“Snap, snap, snap…”

The night is deep, with gem-like stars inlaid in it. Without the flashing neon lights and bustling crowds, the night seems quiet, giving people a joy and peace of mind from the bottom of their hearts.

In the silent night, there was a sound of stones knocking on each other. As the sound rang out, dots of orange-red light flashed, drew some arcs in the air, and then disappeared.

Just like a meteor flashing across the night sky.

Compared with yellow paper and bamboo, Han Cheng felt that it would be more reliable to find stones to knock on the stone. So this afternoon, he took a small basket to the quarry and found some stones to knock on the stone.

Most hard stones can produce sparks when struck, but if you want to start a fire quickly, you must find the kind that can produce a lot of sparks when struck.

Wu, the eldest brother, Bo, Mu Tou and some other people gathered nearby, watching the flashing sparks together, as well as the Son of God who was hitting each other with stones persistently.

They had already learned from the Son of God what he wanted to do. They knew that the Son of God was going to find a new way to make fire, so as to free Huo Yi and Huo Er from the daily job of tending to the fire, so that they would not be in danger of their lives like they were today.

Everyone was moved by the kindness and love of the Son of God. Huo Yi and Huo Er, who knew the reason, were even more moved. Their eyes, which were already prone to crying, shed even more tears.

Huo Yi, who was in better condition, struggled to get up and continue tending the fire, so as not to let Shen Zi suffer like this...

“Snap, snap, snap…”

The knocking sounds continued, sparks continued to flash, and a unique smell of stones hitting each other filled the night sky.

The sparks that used to flash by so quickly suddenly became stronger and stronger, and they became bigger and brighter.

Han Cheng stopped hammering, put the stone aside, picked up the tinder on the ground, and blew it with his pursed lips.

After being breathed in by his divine air, which might have had bad breath or not, the bright spot on the tinder in his hand became bigger, and then a small flame rose up and jumped in the night sky.

Wu, the eldest brother and others who were standing nearby couldn't help but widen their eyes when they saw the dancing flames.

When it comes to making fire, they only knew how to use a wood drill, and never thought that fire could be made using stones!

Mu Tou, who often dealt with Stone, opened his eyes the widest. He had seen this kind of sparks more than once and just thought it was interesting. However, he didn't know that these sparks, which looked extremely small and couldn't feel the temperature when splashed on the body, could actually start a fire!

He moved closer to Han Cheng in the light of the fire, eager to pick up the stone and try it himself.

Han Cheng pinched a corner of the tinder, placed it in front of his eyes, and watched the dancing flame. When it was about to burn his hand, he let go and let it fall.

The tinder was burning on the ground. Because there was no other firewood to add, the flames quickly dwindled and eventually went out completely.

Han Cheng sighed slowly and handed the two stones that were most likely to produce sparks after experiments to Mu Tou who was eager to try.

The crowd who were gathered around and delighted by the appearance of the fire were greatly puzzled when they heard the Son of God sigh.

The Son of God has created a whole new way to make fire, how can he not be happy?