Chapter 1569: Rooftop

This is how he spent his time.

Even if he found this life extremely dull, he had to endure it.

Pottery making was a sort of pastime for him.

He spent two consecutive days making ropes and firing pottery.

He felt he must mentally prepare himself as he might live his whole life this way.

Every day was very barren.

He fired a large pile of pots and basins.

He never thought that the soft mud casually dug from the creek could be used for pottery; though not as beautiful as the works made with red clay, they were still sturdy and durable.

These utensils could not only store water but also hold other things, like furs, collected seeds, cured meat, and the like.

Looking at these things made him feel much better.

He even felt that his current situation was quite magical.

He thought that if there were more than fifty primitives living here, he might need to build fifteen or sixteen houses.

He could make a chamber pot for each family.

Everyone needed a bowl for soup and water.