Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Gu Chaoyan made repeated attempts to summon the Chaotic Space, yet received no response.
Resigned to the silence of the dinsion, she recognized that it wouldn’t provide her with any guidance.
Prior to embarking on this mission, Gu Chaoyan understood that it would be vastly different from her previous assignnts. Ascending from the Paragon Martial God realm to the half-step Golden Immortal realm posed a monuntal challenge. She knew that the Chaotic Space, in rewarding her, would present a correspondingly difficult mission.
What troubled Gu Chaoyan even more was her lack of knowledge about how to proceed, what steps to take, and how to fulfill the mission.
She found herself in a state of utter confusion.
Her only option was to proceed step by step and endeavor to complete the mission as swiftly as possible.
In this primitive world devoid of spiritual energy, Gu Chaoyan had no ti for training. She adhered to her usual routine, ensuring that she obtained the necessary rest.
The next morning, she awoke to find that everyone in the clan had their own designated tasks and greeted her with respect.
The clan operated like a well-oiled machine, a testant to the strength and unity of the tribe.
The clan mbers exhibited impressive ntal fortitude.
Surveying the clan’s state, Gu Chaoyan recognized that she hadn’t yet fulfilled her mission, but she took solace in their exceptional ntal state.
With the clan’s basic facilities in place, Gu Chaoyan considered her next steps and decided it was ti to address certain necessities.
The clan’s commonly used bowls were in a state of disrepair, and she decided to address this issue promptly.
There were individuals within the clan skilled in bowl-making, though their main duties often entailed food preparation.
Gu Chaoyan approached Garcia personally. “Garcia, please co here. I need your assistance.”
When he heard the Tribe Chief calling his na, his face flushed with excitent. Garcia was responsible for crafting bowls within the clan, and he had never imagined that the Tribe Chief would seek him out one day for a task. This marked the first ti he had interacted with two different Tribe Chiefs.
In the clan, those assigned to such seemingly mundane tasks seldom engaged in conversations with the Tribe Chief.
“Tribe Chief, what can I do for you?” Garcia, an older mber of the clan with strong ntal fortitude, exuded enthusiasm.
“We need to create new bowls for the clan. Most of our current ones are damaged,” Gu Chaoyan explained.
The matter of the bowls appeared to trouble Garcia.
It had always been this way.
Perhaps other races with more advanced capabilities could produce superior items, but he was limited in what he could achieve.
Hence, the task was challenging.
“Tribe Chief, we lack the necessary resources. We can only… we can only do this…” Garcia voiced his concerns.
“Don’t worry, I’ll assist you personally,” Gu Chaoyan assured him calmly. “Don’t feel overwheld, just give it a try.”
Garcia’s expression lightened slightly upon hearing her words.
She led Garcia to the designated cooking area and provided guidance on creating an environnt suitable for crafting. She also explained the heat requirents and the necessary precautions.
Together, they initiated the process.
Out of the ten bowls they produced, four turned out flawlessly without any defects.
Garcia’s face was a mixture of astonishnt and elation.
Just as Gu Chaoyan was about to discuss further, Giles rushed in.
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