I Became The Chief of A Primitive Village

After a series of operations, Su Bai created the frame of an umbrella. The frame looked very delicate, with consistent spacing between each rib. The only final step of laying the canopy remained, with the whole process taking about half an hour.

“It looks good, quite presentable already.” Su Bai smiled contentedly.

“Shaman, is this an umbrella? It doesn’t seem able to block the rain, though it looks beautiful.” The fox eared girl was amazed by the frame’s appearance and wanted one for herself. However, this umbrella clearly could not block off the rain, seemingly just for display.

“Haha… silly girl, it’s not completely finished yet. The canopy still needs to be attached.” Su Bai laughed.

The umbrella was not fully complete at this point. The final step was attaching the canopy. Once the canopy was fixed to the frame, the umbrella would truly be complete.

Yu Ying scratched her head embarrassedly, saying, “So that’s how it is. I thought it was already finished.”

“Shaman, please teach me how to attach the canopy.” Gu Mu could hardly wait. While watching the frame being made earlier, he had been mesmerized, involuntarily exclaiming in amazement several times. He found the umbrella’s construction fascinating, especially its ability to fold. He had thought the umbrella would only stay in its open position, but discovering it could collapse made it even more intriguing. His admiration for the Shaman grew stronger, viewing him as a divine being who had come to save the Flame Dragon Tribe.

“Attaching the canopy is both simple and complex, but we can’t be careless.” Su Bai cautioned. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs NovᴇlFɪre.ɴet

“I understand,” Gu Mu nodded seriously, his eyes fixed intently on the Shaman’s movements, seemingly afraid to miss any detail.