Below, what Lin Qian saw was a tribe purely built from piled stones, with boulders of various sizes forming walls two people high.
Within these ring-shaped stone walls rested a series of rudimentary stone houses. Humans dressed like Shi Niu and his companions were busy inside, children running around and playing.
Indeed, just as Shi Niu had said, this Small World too had land capable of sustaining life.
Within the stone walls made of piled boulders, the land beneath the stone houses was still cracked and lifeless.
However, at a far corner away from the tribe's entrance, there was noticeably better soil, on which food crops were planted. They were of mixed quality, clearly not thriving well.
At a rough glance, the food that these fields could supply was only enough to sustain about two hundred people worry-free. Yet on closer inspection, the population of the Stone Tribe, as Shi Niu had stated, was indeed two thousand!