In an instant, two days passed.
Ding Hao was still trapped in a small area with a radius of less than 20 miles. During the all-day fights with the dangerous wild species, Ding Hao's clothes had long been torn into rags. All the clothes were tattered, even those in his storage ring. In the end, he had to roast the newly peeled animal skin to make several gown covers. Even the underwear was made of the fur peeled from the head of a wild tiger...
Fortunately, Ding Hao was well versed in the method of inscription refining, and was not unfamiliar with making clothes.
The temporary cave that he had dug on the cliff was enlarged and divided into several connected caves. One of them was enormous, with hundreds of square meters of space. The bones and fur were the fruits of Ding Hao's hunting
