131: Wearing underwear means it's not considered exposure.

Lu Fan placed the finished Firecracker on the ground and then had An Lan hide behind a large rock.

He took out a fire starter, took a deep breath, carefully lit the fuse, and then quickly ran away.

The fuse began to burn with a "sizzle-sizzle" sound, and the sparks rapidly approached the Bamboo Tube.

"Quick, cover your ears!" Lu Fan shouted to An Lan while tightly covering his own ears.

"Bang!"

A loud explosion echoed across the open grassland. The Firecracker successfully exploded, shattering the Bamboo Tube into pieces, and sending dirt and debris flying everywhere.

"It worked!" Lu Fan jumped up excitedly, grabbing An Lan's hand and cheering with joy.

Da Hei, who was watching nearby, was so frightened that he practically flew into the air. He couldn't help but let out a whimper, his four limbs trembling uncontrollably.

Lu Fan quickly reached out and patted Da Hei to soothe his emotions: "Don't be afraid, I made this. It won't hurt you."

But as Da Hei looked at Lu Fan, his eyes were filled with much more fear.

In an animal's understanding, only the thunder from the heavens could produce such power and sound; it was something they were naturally afraid of.

And Lu Fan, who mastered this kind of power, was like someone who wielded the power of the Heavens.

It was just like when ancient humans faced nature, feeling a reverence as if facing a god.

In the livestream room, barrage comments instantly flooded in like a tide.

"That's so awesome, he really made a Firecracker!"

"With this explosive power, it will be of great use in the wild in the future."

Great God Lu Fan is simply omnipotent!"

"Now, no matter who he encounters, if one comes, he'll kill one; if two come, he'll kill a pair."

An Lan was also infected by Lu Fan's excitement, a bright smile appearing on her face: "You're really something, to actually be able to make this."

Lu Fan looked at An Lan, his eyes sparkling: "With these Firecrackers, if we encounter danger in the future, we have another means of deterrence."

After confirming that the Gunpowder worked, Lu Fan made several more all at once.

This time, he packed in even more Gunpowder and added some crushed stones inside to increase the power.

Looking at these "weapons of mass destruction," Lu Fan nodded with satisfaction and then hid them under the bed.

Having finished this, Lu Fan stretched, his bones making a crackling sound.

Then he saw the deer skin and leopard skin drying on the fence of the Shelter.

He looked down at the sheepskin and long pants he was wearing and felt it was necessary to make two more pieces of clothing.

But seeing the crude workmanship of the sheepskin, he decided to make some tools to assist in making the clothes.

A needle!

The first thing Lu Fan thought of was making a needle. After all, his previous method of sewing was just poking a few holes in the sheepskin and then threading them with rope, which was very crude.

Not only did it look unattractive, but it was also uncomfortable to wear.

Lu Fan decided to use the iron ore and small blast furnace at the Shelter to make a needle.

He knew well that in this wilderness, any seemingly simple tool could become the key to survival.

He first went to the place where the iron ore was stored and carefully selected the ore.

These ores shimmered with a metallic luster in the dim light. Relying on the experience he had accumulated during this time, Lu Fan selected several pieces of iron ore with higher purity and fewer impurities.

He placed the selected iron ore into the small blast furnace and started the fire.

As the flames roared, the temperature inside the blast furnace gradually rose, and the iron ore began to slowly soften and melt under the effect of the high temperature.

Lu Fan stared intently at the blast furnace, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat.

He knew that this process allowed for no sloppiness; once the temperature was not controlled well, it could result in impure molten iron, affecting the quality of the needle.

After a long wait, the iron ore finally completely melted into molten iron.

Lu Fan carefully poured the molten iron into a mold he had prepared in advance.

This mold was something he had meticulously crafted from clay; it was long and thin with a sharp end, exactly the shape of a needle.

After the molten iron was poured into the mold, it quickly cooled and solidified.

Lu Fan held his breath and gently tapped open the mold, and a rudimentary needle appeared before his eyes.

However, this needle was not yet perfect; the surface was rough, and the eye of the needle was not smooth enough.

Lu Fan took out a piece of fine sandstone and began to patiently sand it down.

He ground it stroke by stroke, controlling his strength and direction with each one, striving to sand the needle until it was smoother and sharper.

The grinding process was long and tedious, but Lu Fan did not slacken in the slightest. He focused intently on the needle in his hand, as if the whole world contained only him and this tool that was about to be completed.

After some effort, the needle was finally finished.

It shimmered with a cold light under the sun; the body of the needle was smooth, the tip was sharp, and the eye had been sanded just right.

Although this needle was only slightly thinner than a nail, it was more than enough for use in the wild.

Looking at the finished product in his hand, a sense of accomplishment welled up in Lu Fan's heart.

He knew that this tiny needle would bring great convenience to their survival.

After finishing the iron needle, Lu Fan also made a sickle while he was at it, because using the Broadsword to cut grass was truly too difficult.

An Lan watched Lu Fan's busy figure from the side, her eyes full of admiration.

When Lu Fan completed the production of the needle, she also began to take action.

She took out some processed high-fiber plants; these plants had been washed and dried by her earlier, and now was the perfect time to use them.

Although it wasn't enough to support making a whole piece of clothing, it was sufficient for some sewing work.

After drying, the stem fibers became dry and tough, and An Lan began to twist them into rope.

Her technique was skillful, and the rope gradually took shape in her hands.

She twisted every strand to be even and dense, ensuring it wouldn't easily break when sewing clothes.

The process of making rope also required patience and skill; An Lan worked focusedly, as if she were completing a work of art.

Lu Fan squatted nearby to help, and strands of thin rope were twisted out one by one.

With everything ready, Lu Fan and An Lan prepared to sew the clothes.

"What style do you want?" An Lan asked Lu Fan, tilting her head.

Lu Fan lowered his head in thought for a moment: "Let's make the leopard skin into a skirt, like the one Monkey King wears. As for the deer skin, how about making it into a top?"

An Lan sized up Lu Fan's physique and then nodded: "That works."

They first took the deer skin and leopard skin down from the fence and spread them out on the ground.

After drying and preliminary processing, these skins had become soft yet resilient.

Lu Fan picked up the needle, threaded it with the rope An Lan had made, and began to try sewing.

With the help of the needle, the sewing process became much smoother.

He followed the pre-drawn lines, sewing stitch by stitch; every stitch was tight and neat.

An Lan helped from the side, carefully aligning the leather pieces to ensure the sewing position was accurate.

The two coordinated perfectly, exchanging ideas as they sewed.

During this process, they also encountered some problems, such as the leather being thick and hard for the needle to penetrate, or the rope occasionally knotting.

But they were not discouraged; instead, they worked together to find solutions.

Lu Fan tried using a stone to hammer the edges of the leather soft so that the needle could penetrate more easily.

An Lan, on the other hand, organized the rope more carefully to avoid knots.

After several hours of effort, the first piece of clothing was finally sewn and completed.