Chapter 32 The Talent Carved into One’s Bones
The construction site on the old sanatorium grounds.
Dust swirled, the sound of hammering was incessant, and the noise of unloading went clink and clank, creating a scene of bustling enthusiasm.
These players seemed to have boundless energy and passion, pushing carts they had picked up from the abandoned construction site, one load after another of stones, transported to the cement kiln to be smashed with hammers, then poured into the kiln and calcined into the raw material for cement.
Players squatting nearby energetically operated the bellows, striving to make the kiln's fire burn even more fiercely. Not far away was the constantly operating charcoal kiln, and beyond that, a kiln for smoking meat and a fish-smoking rack, with rising smoke and noise that even chased the birds from the trees.
Together, the players poured the burned cement into sand and water, mixing it into a thick cement slurry, quickly completing the foundation for the first section of the wall.
Wisps of blue smoke joined together in blankets.
This place was like a nascent tribe, young and full of vigor.
Having left the construction site to [Spare people under the knife], who had a civil engineering background, Old White and Fang Chang had already begun to study "primitive methods of smelting."
Moreover, Wild Wind had also improved the fish traps, using Mutated Leech larvae as bait, easily catching a dozen fish a day without any problems. The excess was handed over to Brother Stir-Fry Egg to be made into dried fish.
The lake's bounty was even richer than he had imagined.
The only thing to watch out for was not to put too much bait in the traps, and not to set them too deep, otherwise large fish could easily break the traps.