Chapter 59: Drilling Wood to Make Fire

In the night of Primordial Chaos, the stars were as vast as the sky, competing in brilliance with the bright moon.

In this age devoid of fire, people of the primitive tribes had already succumbed to dreams, for they regarded the night as fraught with peril. Safety could only be assured by clustering together within the confines of their tribe.

A middle-aged man, unlike the others in slumber, sat alone on the open grassland, deep in thought.

"Chief, why are you here alone? It's very dangerous," Lu Yu said with a smile as he approached the middle-aged man and sat down beside him, mimicking his posture.

"Don't worry, I am the best hunter here; no beast can conceal its tracks from me," the middle-aged man said with confidence.

"It's you who amazes me, daring to come here alone, it's too risky," the middle-aged man remarked, frowning slightly as he looked at this new member of his tribe.