The weather was gloomy and somewhat muggy. At least he wouldn't be scorched by the sun.
He was slowly building a stone wall.
He used to always be in a hurry to get the work done. Recently, he started to gain patience and realized that slowing down his pace actually increased efficiency.
A tiger's roar came from afar, and he was startled.
The creature he feared most when surviving alone in the wilderness was Old Hu.
Luckily, there were no bushes or thickets near the camp suitable for hiding. If Old Hu wanted to strike, it would have to run from a hundred meters away.
Ma Lin couldn't defeat a tiger.
But with a bonfire and a stone house, he didn't need to fear Old Hu.
If it dared to come, he could hide in the house and shoot it with a bow and arrow.
However, he had to be more cautious while building the wall, always keeping a fire behind him. Tigers liked to sneak up from behind.
By noon, he had built the stone wall to a height of forty centimeters.
