"As for the fishing line... we'll see if we come across more suitable materials on the way."
Lin Yu'an picked up the delicate bone fishhook, carefully wrapped it in a leaf, and stored it in the willow branch basket to prevent it from getting lost.
Then, he added enough hardwood to the three campfires to keep them burning until midnight and hung the half-treated snake skin on the rock face next to one of the auxiliary fire pits.
The temperature there wasn't high, but the continuous smoke and heat were performing an ancient form of processing on it.
After doing all this, he could finally lie down on the simple but dry bedding. The Stone Spear was placed beside him, its cold touch keeping him on the last edge of alertness.
A peaceful night passed without incident.
The unknown apex predator seemed to only pass by, or perhaps it was disturbed by the continuous firelight and human scent on this cliff, choosing not to risk an investigation.
