To preserve the venison in his current state, he had to start a fire immediately. The only way to stop it from spoiling was to smoke it into jerky.
But starting a fire required dry firewood. Only a few hours had passed since the storm ended, so it was almost impossible to find completely dry wood in the nearby forest.
Even if there was any, these guys had probably already collected it all.
In other words, if he wanted to start a fire, he either had to get lucky and find some rocks to try striking them together, or he had to go straight to Lin Chen and the others to borrow an ember.
If he didn't process the meat, he would have to quickly find a banana leaf to wrap it up, then leave the vicinity of their shelter and pull an all-nighter to find a suitable spot to build his own.
Comparing these two options, the choice was obvious.
Only a fool would travel through an unfamiliar forest in the middle of the night, especially while carrying raw meat that reeked of blood.
