Chapter 39: The Handmade Immortal is Me

Lu Yuan excitedly carried a large plastic bucket, "Here comes the alum!"

He dumped the contents of the large plastic bucket into the water with a "whoosh".

Add some industrial salt and soak for a while.

Salt, for wild animals, possesses a deadly attraction.

Old Wolf twisted his butt, shifty-eyed, darted over wanting to lick the salt, but was sent flying with a smack from Lu Yuan.

Are you kidding me? This is industrial salt, it'll kill wolves.

"Sigh, with such poor materials, I've got no other choice."

Lu Yuan sat on a large rock, recalling the knowledge he had seen on television.

In the large barrel in front, filled with several tons of water, along with a large amount of leather, he had to stir occasionally to allow the leather to fully react with the chemicals.

In the past, such a large workload would probably have caused him to collapse from exhaustion.

After all, each piece of leather weighed a hundred or two hundred pounds.