I am a Primitive Man

In this experiment, Han Cheng watched it very clearly. The reason why the Kongming Lantern fell off after flying at such a high altitude was because the flame began to decrease at this time.

One of the main reasons for the reduced flame is that the burlap burns insufficiently.

How can we make the linen burn more fully? It's hard to help Han Cheng who used to tinker with the black baby.

Just make a few small holes under the container with linen cloth for ventilation.

After this thought arose, Han Cheng felt happy again, because he thought of another benefit of doing so.

That is the method of opening the hole, which can greatly reduce the load of the Kongming lamp.

The flame becomes larger and the container containing the flame is lighter. In this case, it would be strange if the Kongming Lantern could not fly.

This is really a good way to get the best of both worlds...

The night shrouded once again, and the world fell into a blank space.

There was no wind, and the surroundings seemed quiet.

However, being quiet does not mean that all the people in the tribe are going to sleep. On the contrary, there are many people standing inside and outside the courtyard wall of the Qingque tribe at this time.

Including the two slave courtyards, at this time, they were all standing full of people who were not sleeping.

Even so, they couldn't hear the slightest noise, because their eyes were attracted by a few silhouettes on the courtyard wall and a flash of light.

Because not long ago, the respected and wise son of God like them announced that a flying demonstration will be conducted tonight.

Most people have basically learned about this matter in the past few days, knowing that the Son of God and they have been busy with this matter for a while.

Some people have seen magical things that fly up and down. Even so, they are still extremely excited and some can't believe it. After all, they are flying upwards!

How can this be done by humans?

Above the wall, the stone was holding the Kong Ming Lantern in his hand, and his face was excited. After working for this period of time, the Kong Ming Lantern will finally become a big success.

Han Cheng held a firewood stick in his hand. It was the first time to fly this kind of Kongming lantern in the Qingque tribe. Naturally, he wanted him, the **** son, to light it.

With the light of the flame, the structure under the Kongming Lantern can be seen clearly.

It is no longer the original bowl or a variant of a flat-bottomed earthenware pot that contains the fire-burning object, but something similar to a colander made of steel wire in circles in later generations.

The size is not small, more than ten centimeters in diameter.

On the edge of the pottery, something like a colander, there are four sticks of the thickness of chopsticks.

The four sticks are ten centimeters long and are distributed in a cross shape.

One end is inserted on the colander, the other end is tied with a rope to the skeleton of the Kongming lantern.

To put it bluntly, it looks like half a watermelon with four chopsticks inserted flat in the cut.

In the beginning, these four sticks were also made of ceramic.

After realization, it was found that Tao is not suitable for such things. If it is too thin and too long, it will break easily, and if it is too thick, it will be too heavy. If the rope tied to it is shortened, it will easily be burned by fire.

So after several experiments, this thing was replaced by a few sticks.

The firewood stick is not such a good lighting tool. After leaving the rest of the firewood, the flame on it will easily become smaller.

Han Cheng didn't hesitate anymore and moved it under the colander.

The flame on the stick quickly ignited the linen soaked with resin through the hole, and in just a moment, it burned into a fireball.

The updraft generated by the heat suddenly filled the Kongming Lantern.

Feeling the Kong Ming Lantern in his hand about to move, the stone that already has experience tentatively let go of his hand.

The Kong Ming Lantern did not fall with his letting go, but after a slight pause in place, it rose slowly.

The lamp made of snake skin, with an orange flame, leaped over Han Cheng several people, and continued to rise.

Flying higher and higher, flying farther and farther, the outline of the lamp disappeared, only a little orange-red light remained in the night sky, blending with the stars in the sky, becoming one of them, as if it really flew there. In the distant and deep night sky.

The stone raised his neck and looked at the light from a distance. I don't know if it was because of the starlight falling into it that made his eyes look shining, with brilliance flowing in it.

Han Cheng lowered his raised neck and smiled on his face. This is by far the most successful Kongming Lantern he has made in this era.

Wu's muddy eyes also shone with brilliance. That is where the gods are in the middle. The gods are really gods, and they can really create magical things that can lead to them.

If it is time to make a bigger Kongming Lantern, would it be possible for me to sit on it and fly all the way to the sky, to the place where the gods live, to meet the gods who always ignore him?

This sudden rise of thought caused Wu's body to tremble a little.

See God, this is it!

Han Cheng didn't know Wu's thoughts at this time, if he knew it, he would definitely make up his sword behind him.

The temperature drops by 0.6 degrees every 100 meters. It goes up in a hot air balloon, and when it flies high, it becomes water vapor that will be harvested, plus the shivering and freezing, there is no other result.

Where can I see the gods?

Uh, if you fly higher, you can indeed see the gods...

Inside and outside the tribe, there was a lot of silence, full of surprises and longings, people looking up towards the sky.

The old man in the tribe remembered the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl once told by the son of God.

I don’t know if they can see the lights released by their tribe, or if they can follow the lights and see their tribe...

At this moment, the shock filled the hearts of everyone except Han Cheng who had seen the world.

Especially the people in the slave yard. They have been here for a short time. They don’t know much about Han Cheng, a pseudo-god son, and they don’t know much about miraculous things. At this moment, they suddenly saw that they were not human at all. It can be imagined how strong the shock in my heart can be.

This is the real miracle!

In the past, the witches of the tribe could not be described as insignificant compared with the great gods.

There is simply no comparability between the two.

They originally thought that their position on the Son of God was already high enough, but after experiencing this incident, they discovered that their knowledge of the Son of God was far from enough.

The Son of God is simply not what they can imagine!

"The Son of God! The Son of God!"

I don't know who led the head~www.wuxiahere.com~ After the spark completely disappeared, there were neat shouts in the night.

The sounds are huge, gathered together, as if thunder is rolling here.

People with sore necks shouted with all their strength, as if otherwise, it was not enough to express the shock and awe in their hearts.

It's just a Kongming lantern. As for such a big reaction?

God son Han stood with his hand in his hand, with a confident and calm smile on his face, thinking very shamelessly in his heart.

Pretending to be forced is to create a lightning strike, especially this kind of cheap and good seller, which is the target of God's focus.

Standing on the wall, Han Cheng, after enjoying the enthusiasm of the people for a while, was about to speak for everyone to stop. A black shadow fell from the sky at a not particularly slow speed, impartial, just hitting On his forehead.

God said that he did not want to accept your Kongming Lantern, and threw it back to you...