That night, Yi Yun as a new hire was brought to the grain-sunning grounds.
Wooden fences surrounded the grain-sunning grounds. Because of the “typhoid” incident, the wooden fences increased, preventing anyone from the outside to see in.
There were about thirty people split into two shifts involved in the refinement of the desolate bones.
Yi Yun was designated the night shift. There were about a dozen people for the night shift. Although these people were not as fit as the men from the warrior preparation camp, they were all large. Among them, Yi Yun was like a little chicken among swans. His height only reached their chest.
Seeing Yi Yun, a dozen of the men were shocked. The reason for the stares was obvious, how did such a thin child get selected to refine the desolate bones?
Besides his strength, his height was so short that even he could not reach the mouth of the cauldron while standing on a stool. How would he be able to add the “Li Fire Water” into the cauldron?
“Lad, are you kidding me? Someone like you can refine the bones?”