NOVPUBWhen Wu Bin mentioned making a hammock, Han Jiaoyan and the other women were actually quite bewildered.
After all, they had never experienced wilderness survival before, and even if the hammock were completed, they weren’t necessarily capable of setting it up, let alone making one from scratch with materials on hand.
However, while the women were still pondering how to go about making it, Wu Bin had already started peeling bark off trees with his dagger, beginning the process of unravelling and peeling like fiber.
Wu Bin first split the bark into thin strands, then twisted those strands into hemp ropes, and eventually used these ropes to form a net.
All of this happened so suddenly and so quickly.
So much so that they hadn’t even fully grasped what was happening when Wu Bin started to weave the hammock.
"You can weave a bed, can’t you?"
Wu Bin estimated in his mind.
If he had to make hammocks for each of the women by himself, there definitely wouldn’t be enough time.
Therefore, Wu Bin wanted to teach them how to make hammocks.
He Bingbing spoke up, "I’ve knitted sweaters before, so I should be able to make a hammock."
Wu Bin handed over the hemp rope he was holding to He Bingbing and let her give it a try.
He Bingbing indeed had a foundation in knitting sweaters and caught on quickly.
However, there were some mistakes, which Wu Bin would immediately correct by showing her hands-on.
Seeing this, Han Jiaoyan immediately became unsettled.
She said to Wu Bin, "I’ve learned to knit sweaters before too, let me try."
Upon hearing this, Wu Bin passed the other ropes to Han Jiaoyan.
The result was that Han Jiaoyan was far less skilled than He Bingbing, not only lacking proficiency but also the density and tightness of the weave were not sufficient.
Wu Bin had no choice but to ask Dong Yue to come over and help as well.
In the end, He Bingbing weaved one on her own, while Dong Yue and Han Jiaoyan worked on another together, and Zhu Ling followed him to peel bark and make hemp ropes.
"Something’s off about this aura."
Zhu Ling, who was inconsistently lending a hand, suddenly spoke out, "Logically, after the Barbaric Dragon awakens, the dark clouds in the sky should have dispersed by now. Why are they gathering more and more instead?"
Zhu Ling was perplexed.
The Dragon Clan is a special race, so it is quite normal for the heavens to show unusual signs when a dragon awakens.
But such a phenomenon should not last this long.
"I’ve always been curious about something and wanted to ask you."
"What do you, the Dragon Clan, typically do after awakening? Do you seek to rule the world once again?"
Hearing Wu Bin say this, Zhu Ling shook her head.
"It’s one thing that you don’t understand our Dragon Clan’s history, but don’t you even understand the history of your own human race?"
"Among the Myriad Tribes, aside from the Dragon Clan, your human race is considered the most intelligent, known as the ’Spirit of All Living Things’."
"Not only are your people smarter and more thoughtful, capable of using tools than other tribes, but you also possess individuals who can harness Spiritual Energy, which is very powerful."
"One such leader of your people was Pangu, who wielded the Heaven-Opening Axe and slew several ancestral dragons, piercing through the Dragon Court."
As Zhu Ling recounted this piece of history, fear was hardly concealable in her eyes.
Zhu Ling’s words left Wu Bin completely dumbfounded.
He knew about Pangu, but wasn’t that the legendary ancestor?
And this myth wasn’t adding up!
Pangu was known for creating heaven and earth, he knew, but what was this about carrying two axes and slaughtering through the Dragon Court?
"You mean to say, that person called Pangu, even your Dragon Clan couldn’t defeat him?"
Zhu Ling nodded her head.
"Not only Pangu, he had a group of very powerful followers, like Nuwa and Fuxi among others, all very formidable."
"But what really caused our Dragon Clan to fall from grace was your human emperor, Zhuanxu. He blocked the communication between our Dragon Clan and the Dragon Court, preventing us from having contact. If it weren’t for that, over these millions of years, how could it be your turn to be in charge?"
According to Zhu Ling, all the power of the Dragon Clan needed to be inherited and awakened through the Dragon Court.
If the Dragon Clan were compared to a machine with great fighting power, then the Dragon Court would be the power bank that charges all the dragons.
If the Dragon Clan cannot maintain contact with the Dragon Court at all times, they would be cut off from power, and even the most basic activities would be hard to sustain, let alone exhibit their full strength.
Zhu Ling continued, "So now, the Dragon Clan is either in slumber, waiting for the day when the Dragon Court descends again, or those who awaken are like me, trying to replenish energy by eating as much as possible, to reduce the depletion of our primal essence."
"So ruling the world or similar ambitions are out of the question. Dragons with real ambition would probably think first of how to return to Heaven and get in touch with the Dragon Court."
"Do you see those dark clouds in the sky? That’s the Barbaric Dragon trying to connect with the Dragon Court, but it’s useless. The communication between Heaven and earth has been blocked now, there’s a barrier."
Zhu Ling didn’t have to mention it, but now that she did, Wu Bin realized that every time it thundered, he could faintly feel a transparent membrane blocking everything.
This sensation was strange, like watching shadow play, and every time there was thunder and lightning, the entire sky would light up, and then shadows would appear in the sky.
"So according to what you’ve said, after awakening, the Barbaric Dragon should conserve its strength as much as possible and integrate into human society," Wu Bin commented.
"But with it continuously causing these supernatural phenomena, it’s a huge drain on its energy, which doesn’t make sense, does it?"
Zhu Ling nodded, then spread her hands.
"Who cares anyway? I’m not familiar with the Barbaric Dragon, it can do whatever it wants," she said dismissively.
"With your human’s current technological means, it’s more than enough to deal with the Barbaric Dragon. By causing such a commotion, it’s just looking for death."
Wu Bin recalled the people from The Ninth Research Institute, each one with their own unique skills, and he realized Zhu Ling was right.
The Dragon Clan could dominate in the age of cold weapons, but now, everything was uncertain.
Having peeled the bark, they quickly finished making the hammocks.
Wu Bin climbed up the tree and installed all the hammocks at four meters above the ground.
"Alright, they’re all set up. Climb up and get some sleep," he instructed.
As he spoke, Wu Bin handed each of them a large banana leaf.
"If we’re unlucky and it rains tonight, use these leaves to cover yourselves; they can help you block some of the rainwater."
"But remember, no one comes down from the hammocks until dawn breaks tomorrow morning," Wu Bin warned.
The forest grew more dangerous at night, so for everyone’s safety, Wu Bin thought it best for all to stay up in the trees.
Before getting into the hammocks for the night, the women found a place to relieve themselves, then, with Wu Bin’s help, one by one, they climbed into their hammocks.
Wu Bin had just fallen asleep when he heard someone softly calling his name.
Groggily opening his eyes, Wu Bin saw the person calling his name was none other than Han Jiaoyan.
