At night, he finally finished building the grass hut.
The mud had been evenly plastered around, and the interior was cleaned up.
Unfortunately, he wouldn't be able to live in it himself.
He went to sit by the fire, rested for a few minutes, and then started twisting ropes.
He had explained to these primitive people that there were many materials suitable for rope-making, and they could try it for themselves.
Tu Jun had carried back some reeds, which were now drying.
Once dried, they could be woven into doors, or split into thin strips and used to weave mats.
Reed mats were extremely comfortable to sleep on; they were very common back in Ma Lin's hometown.
He kept twisting ropes until well past midnight.
When he lay down on the haystack, even though he was severely lacking sleep, he still couldn't sleep well.
He started contemplating again why he had spent so much time in this world.
At its core, it was to pursue happiness and to discover the essence of joy.
