The Carnation circled above the Glacial River Beach, searching for a suitable place to land.
It had to be said, bush planes were born to handle complex terrain.
The Glacial River Beach was covered in rocks of all sizes and gullies of unfathomable depth—a nightmare for most aircraft.
However, piloted by Feng Mountain, the Carnation leveraged its powerful engine, sturdy landing gear, and excellent stability.
It touched down steadily after a run of just over ten meters.
He jumped out of the cockpit and walked toward the fire pit.
Things hadn't looked clear from the air.
When he reached the fire pit, Feng Mountain's eyes widened. Within the radius of the tribe's Fire Seed, a patch of tundra vegetation was growing on the once hopelessly barren, gravelly river beach.
