Salt was a big problem.
Without this essential human necessity, people simply couldn't work for long periods of time, and many villagers had already started to think of ways to store the blood of ancient beasts.
The reason being that the blood contained a large amount of salt, acting as a supplement.
But could the village really resort to drinking blood and eating raw flesh?
Su Jie called over Meng Yunfeng and asked, "There must be rock salt in these wild mountains, otherwise it wouldn't be possible to sustain so many large ancient beasts. Can you find it? I don't understand geography or geology, I'll need to catch up on that when we get back."
Meng Yunfeng was full of black lines on his head.
Rock salt?
He wasn't well-versed in geography and geology either.
Fortunately, he had some knowledge of ancient beasts, memories from before he was three, although he had forgotten most of it, there was still a vague impression—
