Chapter 270 (1/2)

It’s raining. It’s really raining.

Compared with the time predicted by Shao Xuan, it was only a few seconds apart.

Coincidence? Or is it really the same as the result predicted by the knot?

After using the rain to rinse off the bird poop, Shao Xuan walked back into the hole. He took out the straw rope in the animal skin bag and cut it again. Looking at the rain outside he thought to himself, why not try it once more?

Since it’s already raining, why not predict when the rain would stop.

Shao Xuan thought of his state when he made the knot; he was thinking about what he was thinking when he was tying the knot. Then picking up the rope again, closing his eyes and letting go of other distracting thoughts, he thought about the time when the rain stopped.

Finally, the knots appeared in Shao Xuan’s mind. It was inconsistent with the previous one. Shao Xuan carefully observed the movements of the hands in his mind. In his own hands, there appeared a knot that was similar to the one he had in his mind.

When Shao Xuan finished the knot, the feeling of fainting came back. There was a moment of darkness in his eyes, and his brain was hurting for a while. Shao Xuan looked at the new knot in his hand; Shao Xuan interpreted what the knot meant.

The rain will stop before noon.

Even without the sun, Shao Xuan could estimate the approximate time when the rain would stop. As a hunter, he could guess what time it would stop raining.

Noon, not too long from now. I merely have to wait and see.

Shao Xuan put the knot next to him, munched on a piece of chilly barbecue, and rested against the wall. He needed to restore his strength as soon as possible. When it was almost noon, it was drizzling outside. But it didn’t stop raining.

After going back into the cave, Shao Xuan looked outside; the thick clouds of the sky were dissipating. The sun was shining through the gaps between the clouds. The rain gradually decreased until it stopped completely. The sky and the dark clouds scattered. The sun was out.

The first time is a coincidence. But is the same thing happening two times a coincidence?

Shao Xuan believed that the leaf recorded different knots. So is it technically a weather book? Even when he was traveling, he had never heeded a weather book. He didn’t expect he would get such a thing.

He didn’t know which one of the members of this tribe left this behind. There was no trace on the totem. After the rain, Chacha flew out and grabbed a not-too-big beast and came back and ate it with Shao Xuan. After eating, Chacha rested next to him in the cave.

He wanted to predict where the stone he needed to find is, but it wasn’t so smooth the third time.

He tied the knot

Tried again!

Failure.

Tried again!

It failed again.