Hearing this, Lu Yong, who had long been eager to try, quickly expressed his desire.

Lu Gi didn't mind and directly handed the sling to Lu Yong, explaining the key points of operation before letting him try it himself.

The challenge with the sling lay in how to control the aim to hit the target accurately.

Simply throwing the stone wasn't too difficult.

Lu Yong placed a stone on it and smoothly got the sling spinning.

He was very strong and just swinging it created an impressive force.

However, before Lu G could even marvel for a second, there was a loud thud as the stone with tremendous power smashed into the ground, creating a small pit the size of a bowl.

The estimated range was about 5 m.

In that moment, Lu Gi couldn't te help but burst into a laughter.

Lu Yong s face turned bright red.

Although Lu G had specified a standard, it was evident from Lu GS earlier demonstration how far the stone had flown compared to his attempt, making it clear just how poorly he had performed.

As a ranged weapon, a range of around 5 m was quite underwhelming.

It would be more efficient to charge in with a stone spear for close combat.

With a smile slightly fading, Luog walked up to Luo Yong and patted his shoulder, saying, "Right, next.

Everyone come over to familiarize yourselves and later I will choose four or five of you who performed the best to specialize in this sling.

Lu Yong s issue clearly stemmed from overexerting himself and not waiting for the right moment which resulted in that laughable distance.

However, it didn't matter as someone capable of charging into the front lines.

Lu Gi had no intention of making Luo Yong a slinger but not letting him try Wu TB fair either.

It was just right to use this moment to dissuade him from that notion.

After reassuring Luo Yong a few times and publicly stating that both slingers and melee warriors had their own advantages with no distinction of strong or weak, Lu G turned to the armament's department members, instructing them to make a few more slings in this style before letting them practice.

Despite the recent developments in the tribe being on the right track, Lu G still had a lot of work to do daily.

After a long time, the outer defenses of the Ming Jing tribe were nearly halfway built.

And as the leader, he needed to return and continue battling with his pulley team.

Meanwhile, he also needed to hurry up and complete the design for the city gates.

Chapter 47.

Cold winter.

In the following period, Lu G was completely immersed in working on the pulley system while contemplating the design of the city gate.

He felt like his brain cells were dying off in droves every day.

Life was both fulfilling and maddening.

As these maddening days passed, the weather grew colder by the day.

One early morning, while Lu OG was deep in sleep, he suddenly shivered.

It was so cold.

Instinctively, he pulled the fur blanket tighter around himself, nearly wrapping himself up like a dumpling, yet he could not dispel the overwhelming chill that swept over him.

The sudden drop in temperature that early morning completely woke up the Ming Jing tribe under the night sky.

As he emerged from his tent, wrapped in thick furs.

The howling cold wind felt like icy blades slicing against his face.

It was no longer just cold.

It was painful.

The pain of his skin nearly freezing and cracking made Luog, who had gradually adapted to the icy world.

Acutely aware of the harsh living conditions of this era once again.

It was not yet dawn, but nearly everyone in the tribe had been awakened by the cold, and he could vaguely hear children crying.

Lu G gritted his teeth, feeling an ever growing sense of unease that drove him to shout out loud, urging everyone to quickly bring out the store coal to start a fire and to cook several pots of radish soup.

With temperatures this low, it was impossible to sleep.

If they fell asleep now, they might not wake up again.

Under Lu Gi's direction, fires quickly sprang up throughout the Ming Jing tribe.

The warmth produced by the burning coal slightly raising the temperature inside the tribe.

However, Lu Gi could not feel optimistic.

It was too cold.

Even sitting by the fire, he felt like he was about to be frozen stiff, and even breathing became painful.

After the radish soup was ready, he drank two bowls.

Finally feeling a bit better, he insisted on cooking more so that everyone in the tribe could have a bowl.

And after they finished the soup, he instructed them to boil water.

No stopping.

After saying this, Lu G stood up in the fire pit, urging everyone not to sit, but to stand up and move around the fire to warm up their bodies.

Lu Gi was deeply afraid.

He feared that someone among his tribe might freeze to death or fall ill.

If someone got sick, the symptoms could spread and sick individuals would be unable to work, leading to a decline in the trib's work efficiency and development speed.

Consequently, food supplies and firewood would become insufficient due to decreased productivity, and everyone would start to go hungry, becoming weak with more and more people falling ill, completely trapped in a negative cycle that could ultimately lead to destruction.

Shaking his head vigorously, Lu Gi tried to dispel this terrible thought from his mind.

The development plan he had been gradually perfecting was suddenly disrupted by the merciless forces of nature.

What do he do now? Aside from having people start fires and cook soup and reminding his tribesmen to stay active to maintain their body temperature, what else could he do? A deep sense of helplessness welled up within him.

Think of a way.

Hurry, think of a way.

Sitting by the fire, Lu G nearly forced his brain to start working.

It was too cold to sleep, making it impossible to rest.

But surely living people couldn't just not sleep at all, right? Moreover, if they did not get enough rest, where would they find the strength to work the next day? This was simply the entrance to a negative cycle.

Therefore, the issue of sleeping and resting had to be resolved, starting a fire inside the tent.

The thought had barely crossed his mind before Luo G crushed it and tossed it into the trash can of unreturnable ideas.

He had truly frozen his brain.

He still knew that the gases produced by burning coal were harmful.

Starting a fire inside the tent would keep it warm, but it would also bring him closer to death.

No, it was too cold.

He felt like his brain was about to stop functioning.

Damn, how he wished for air conditioning and underfloor heating.

This thought was even more ridiculous than starting a fire in the tent.

He was just idly thinking about it.

However, before he could even mock himself.

Lu G's expression suddenly froze.

Wait.

Under floor heating? A faint spark of inspiration flickered in his mind.

It was a subtle feeling, but Lu G knew he had likely found a breakthrough.

His mood visibly lifted, and he called over two tribe members, quickly leading them into his tent.

He gestured for them to dig a rectangular shallow pit in the ground inside the tent.

Then told them to take two wooden sticks and grab a few hot coals from the outside fire to toss into the pit.

Next, they filled in the shallow pit and covered it with furs.

Done.

After waiting for a while, Lu G dove into the fur covered pit.

Wow, is this heaven? Nobody bother me.

I'm spending this winter right here.

However, the reality was that the next morning, Lu Gi still woke up as early as usual, even earlier than normal.

He was deeply worried about the condition of the tribe members and could not sleep soundly.

Coupled with the sudden situation that had arisen in the early morning, he was obviously sleepdeprived, and his entire spirit appeared somewhat listless.

As dawn broke and the sun rose, the temperature warmed slightly, making things feel much more comfortable.

With no bad news heard for the time being, Lu Gi let out a slight sigh of relief.

Upon reflection, he realized that he did not need to be overly pessimistic.

His measures from yesterday had been timely.

People living in ancient times had endured so many harsh environments.

Their physiques should not be so weak that they could not withstand such a situation.

However, despite his thoughts, when everyone gathered for breakfast, Lu Gi still emphasized to everyone that if anyone felt unwell, they must speak up immediately.

Additionally, just to be safe, Lu G changed the original two meals a day to three, adding a hot soup at noon to drive away the cold.