Lu Fan placed the firecrackers he had made on the ground, and then had An Lan hide behind a large rock.
He took out a tinderbox, took a deep breath, carefully lit the fuse, and then quickly ran away.
The fuse hissed and burned, and sparks quickly moved toward the bamboo tube.
"Quick, cover your ears!" Lu Fan shouted to An Lan while covering his own ears tightly.
"Bang!"
A loud bang echoed across the open grassland as the firecracker exploded successfully, shattering the bamboo tube and sending dirt and debris flying everywhere.
"We did it!" Lu Fan jumped up excitedly, grabbing An Lan's hand and cheering.
Big Black, who had been watching the commotion, was so frightened that it flew up, letting out a whimper and its limbs trembling uncontrollably.
Lu Fan quickly patted the big black dog to soothe it: "Don't be afraid, I made this, it won't hurt you."
However, Dahei looked at Lu Fan with a lot more fear in his eyes.
In the animals' understanding, only thunder in the sky can produce such power and sound, which is something they are naturally afraid of.
Lu Fan, having mastered this power, was as if he had mastered the power of God.
Just like when humans faced nature in ancient times, they were filled with awe as if it were a god.
The live stream chat was instantly flooded with comments.
"That's amazing! They actually made firecrackers!"
"The power of this explosion will be very useful in the wild in the future."
"Lu Fan is simply omnipotent!"
"Now, no matter who we encounter, we'll kill them one by one, or two by two."
An Lan was also infected by Lu Fan's excitement, and a bright smile appeared on her face: "You're really good, you can even do this."
Lu Fan looked at An Lan, his eyes gleaming: "With this firecracker, we'll have another deterrent when we encounter danger in the future."
After confirming that the gunpowder was usable, Lu Fan made several at once.
This time, they used more gunpowder and added some gravel to increase its power.
Looking at these "weapons of mass destruction," Lu Fan nodded in satisfaction, then hid them under the bed.
After finishing all that, Lu Fan stretched, his bones cracking and popping.
Then he saw deer and leopard skins drying on the fence of the nose.
He looked down at the sheepskin coat and trousers he was wearing and felt it was necessary to make two more outfits.
But after looking at the rough workmanship of the sheepskin, he decided to make some tools to help with the making of the clothes.
Needle!
Lu Fan's first thought was to make a needle, since his previous sewing method involved making a few holes in the sheepskin and threading it with a rope, which was very crude.
Not only do they look unattractive, but they are also uncomfortable to wear.
Lu Fan decided to use the iron ore and small blast furnace in the shelter to make a needle.
He knew that in this wilderness, any seemingly simple tool could be the key to survival.
He first went to the place where the iron ore was stored and carefully selected the ore.
The ores shimmered with a metallic luster in the dim light. Based on his experience accumulated over this period, Lu Fan selected several pieces of iron ore with high purity and few impurities.
He put the selected iron ore into a small blast furnace and started a fire.
As the flames roared, the temperature inside the blast furnace gradually rose, and the iron ore began to soften and melt slowly under the influence of the high temperature.
Lu Fan stared intently at the blast furnace, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat.
He knew that this process allowed no room for carelessness; if the temperature was not properly controlled, the molten iron might become impure, affecting the quality of the needle.
After a long wait, the iron ore was finally completely melted into molten iron.
Lu Fan carefully poured the molten iron into the prepared mold.
This mold was carefully made by him from clay. It is long and thin with a sharp end, just like a needle.
After the molten iron is poured into the mold, it cools and solidifies rapidly.
Lu Fan held his breath and gently tapped open the mold, revealing a needle in its early stages.
However, the needle was not perfect; its surface was rough and the needle hole was not smooth enough.
Lu Fan took out a fine sandstone and began to patiently polish it.
He polished it again and again, controlling the force and direction of each stroke, striving to make the needle smoother and sharper.
The polishing process was long and tedious, but Lu Fan did not slack off at all. He stared intently at the needle in his hand, as if the whole world consisted only of him and the tool that was about to be completed.
After much effort, the needle was finally finished.
It gleamed with a cold light in the sunlight, its needle body was smooth, its tip was sharp, and its eye was polished to a perfect degree.
Although this needle is only slightly thinner than a nail, it is more than enough for use in the wild.
Looking at the finished product in his hand, Lu Fan felt a surge of accomplishment.
He knew that this tiny needle would greatly facilitate their survival.
After making the iron needles, Lu Fan also made a sickle, because it was really too difficult to cut grass with a large knife.
An Lan watched Lu Fan's busy figure from the side, her eyes full of admiration.
After Lu Fan finished making the needles, she also began to take action.
She took out some processed high-fiber plants, which she had washed and dried beforehand, and now they were ready to be used.
While it's not enough to make a garment, it's enough to do some sewing work.
After drying, the stem bark became dry and tough, and Anlan began to twist it into rope.
Her technique was skillful, and the rope gradually took shape in her hands.
She twisted each rope evenly and finely to ensure it wouldn't break easily when sewing clothes.
Making the rope also requires patience and skill. Anlan worked intently, as if she were creating a work of art.
Lu Fan squatted down to help, and thin ropes were twisted out one by one.
With everything ready, Lu Fan and An Lan prepared to sew the clothes.
"What style do you want?" An Lan asked Lu Fan, tilting her head.
Lu Fan lowered his head and thought for a moment: "How about we make a skirt out of leopard skin, like the one worn by Sun Wukong, and a top out of deer skin?"
An Lan sized up Lu Fan's physique, then nodded: "Okay."
They first took the deer and leopard skins off the fence and spread them on the ground.
These hides, after being dried and initially processed, have become soft and resilient.
Lu Fan picked up a needle, threaded the rope made by An Lan through it, and began to try sewing.
With the help of a needle, the sewing process became much smoother.
He sewed along the pre-drawn lines, stitch by stitch, each stitch tight and neat.
Anlan helped by carefully aligning the leather to ensure the stitching was done correctly.
The two worked together seamlessly, exchanging ideas as they sewed.
During this process, they also encountered some problems, such as the leather being too thick, making it difficult for needles to penetrate, and the rope sometimes getting tangled.
But they did not get discouraged; instead, they worked together to find a solution.
Lu Fan tried to soften the edges of the leather with a stone so that the needle could penetrate more easily.
Anlan then carefully tidied the rope to avoid tangling.
After several hours of hard work, the first garment was finally completed.
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