Take out a piece of glowing red charcoal from the iron bucket.
"Sizzle..."
Whoosh~ Under the scorching heat of high-temperature charcoal and the aided combustion of steady airflow, the edge of the fat-rich birch bark fiber quickly blackens and curls, then emits a puff of white smoke.
Lin Yu'an didn't stop, continuing to maintain steady blowing. A few seconds later, a faint orange-red Little Flame emerges from the white smoke.
He carefully arranged those pencil-thick dry twigs in an extremely loose tent-like shape atop the Little Flame, ensuring air could rush in from all directions.
"Crack!"
The Little Flame touched the dry twigs, making its first crispy crackling sound, and the flame instantaneously expanded. The twigs ignited, starting to emit brighter light and more stable heat.
He patiently continued adding slightly thicker kindling, and the core area of the bonfire became brighter and hotter.
