Chu Qingzhi bent down to pick up some soil, rolling it between her fingers. The soil was somewhat sticky, but it didn't meet the requirements for brick-making.
She dusted off her hands, getting rid of the soil, and scanned her surroundings, her divine sense extending outward…
After a moment, she headed towards the forest.
The forest nearby was just at the foot of a mountain, not deep enough to be considered real woodland. It was usually home to wild chickens and rabbits, without any large predators.
She stopped about twenty meters into the forest, surrounded by poplar and banyan trees, which thrive in sticky soil.
"This is the place," Chu Qingzhi determined after inspecting the area.
The entrance was flat, with a small hill on the right—perfect for digging kiln caves—and flat land on the left for building houses. The location was quite suitable.
She had tentatively chosen this spot for the brick kiln.
