[It feels like going back to the Stone Age!]

[Seeking Lao Kui's style of survival hunting game!]

[I've seen this plot, I know how to fix it, a wooden stick plus a wooden board and a stone to make a stone axe!]

The recorder was set aside, Wang Kui glanced at the watch, picked up the flint and an ordinary stone with both hands, and put them on the big bluestone, "This kind of stone tool manufacturing technology, when the tribal civilization disappeared, it was basically lost, polishing the stone blade seems simple, but the requirements for strength are very accurate, too large to damage the material, too small and ineffective." ”

As he spoke, he picked up the ordinary stone and knocked it on the edge of the flint, but unexpectedly, the ordinary stone "clucked" and broke into two sections.

I'm sorry I laughed!]

[Is this the precise requirement for strength? Damn, the anchor is so accurate!"

[Le me to death, is this a slap in the face?

[233, a smile every day!]

Wang Kui was also stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this stone to be so unknocked, so he joked: "This stone may have been sick just now, let's change it!"

He's not embarrassed either.

There are often misses, just play haha and pass, not thick-skinned, and still want to be an anchor?

Then he struck it again with a stone, and this time, unlike before, it made a crisp sound similar to that of a ceramic shattering.

Flint is hard, but brittle.

This time, it immediately shattered into a small piece, revealing a crescent-like arc.

Wang Kui handed the result to the camera, and the audience saw that the edge was indeed like broken glass, very sharp.

So, he followed the outer ring, again and again, and with each round of knocking, he had to grind on the bluestone.

Gradually, from the outside in, the flint became smaller and flattened.

The whole process is not fast.

More than twenty minutes passed.

I saw a flint stone blade the size of a palm, and its edges were composed of sharp meniscus blades, and when the two ends converged, they formed drop-shaped spikes, which looked like kunai without a handle.

Wang Kui casually picked up a wooden stick and cut it horizontally with a flint blade.

The branch was like a sharpened pencil, and under the sharp edge of the blade, a curled strand of bark was cut.

[Damn!This polished is too good-looking, isn't it?]

[The anchor is indeed professional!]

[Serious teenagers give away cards× 10—— look at it as an old survival teacher!]

"It's not over yet, this is just a stone blade, it still needs to be perfected, I'm going to make a spear to deal with wild beasts, if you want to try not to get hurt, a long weapon that can pull away is the most beneficial to us, an inch long, an inch strong!"

Looking around, by the light of the fire, Wang Kui found a withered branch that was nearly one person tall and two fingers thick, and the reason why he chose it was because it was the straightest stick that could be found at present.

With the flint blade, he quickly smoothed out the excess forks and bumps on the branches, but they were still a little crooked.

"The best way to deal with this kind of bending is to roast it over fire, because wood can easily deform when heated, and many handmade wooden furniture also take advantage of this. ”

He scorched it repeatedly and pressed the bent part several times with his foot.

After a few back and forth, the pole gradually straightened.

"Next, it is to figure out how to install the flint blade on the pole, some primitive tribes, will choose to flatten the top in half, just vacate a recess, and tie the two together with a rope, but in doing so, the connection is easy to break. ”

"So I chose another method, which is to split a little fork in the middle of the top like a torch and clamp the flint blade, remember the pine resin? We can use it as a binder, fill it between the stone chips and the forks, let them fit well, and strengthen the stability of both!"

Hearing this, the sailors in the live broadcast room had to admit that Wang Kui was indeed an experienced hunter.

Maybe it's because he grew up in the countryside when he was a child, or maybe it's because of his three-year experience in wildlife photography, which gives him a very clear idea of survival and can make full use of every resource in the wild.

He dug up a large amount of resin from each pine tree.

Some of the resins are so hard that they even congeale into small pieces like amber.

But Wang Kui's shrewdness was here, and he took a piece of dead wood, put it on it, and roasted it over the fire.

The high temperature quickly softens and melts the resins, giving off a sour, woody aroma.

"Whew, whew!"

He pinched it with his hand, blew on his hot fingers, and slowly fell down against the flint blade that had been inserted into the stick.

The yellowed resin, like honey, slowly lingered from the plank, pulling out a crystalline filament, and finally fell into the gap, filling the void.

Repeat several times.

The flint blade gaps in the middle are all filled.

Wang Kui carefully pinched and wiped, as the wind blew, after the temperature of the resin cooled, it began to harden, and after pressing a few times with a little force, it did not loosen at all.

"In the end we fixed the outer ring with a rope and it was no problem, I had 550 lines in my bag, which can withstand a maximum of 550 pounds, which is about 249 kilograms of pulling force, but I don't want to waste it. ”

"There are so many places that need a rope, I can use it to set traps, as a safety rope, and even if I can catch a wolf dog alive, I can also tie it up, of course, if I can't catch it alive, we will kill it!"

"So, let's replace it with other 'ropes' for now. ”

When he came to the juniper, Wang Kui smashed the bark with a stone chisel and tore off several long strips.

"The bark is divided into an outer layer of necrotic corks and an inner layer of bast bark, and we use the inner layer, but it's not very tough, so we have to weave it. ”

The inner bark of the tree was torn off by him one by one.

Wang Kui picked up three of them, stepped on one end with his shoes, and used his hands to go up, middle and down with the other end, like weaving a flower basket, rubbing them together layer by layer.

Ten minutes passed.

He had already braided several two-millimeter-thick ropes.

"When wrapping, it must be tightened, and finally apply a layer of resin to prevent detachment and waterproof......"

Finally, after the tie, a stone-edged spear was ready.

The straight blade of the stick, the blade of the spear shiny black in the firelight.

If it weren't for the audience watching the whole thing, it would be hard to imagine that this was really built by one person in the wild without relying on any modern tools!

[It's too strong, the anchor knows too much, and he can still tell the principle of each step!]

【True Wild King!】

【Professional!】

[Lao Kui is really dripping and slipping!]

[Can the anchor give away this spear lottery after killing the wolf dog, it feels so handsome!]

......

Wang Kui looked at the barrage on his watch and smiled: "The spear is not easy to carry, but this flint blade is very beautiful, and it can be given to you as a souvenir when the time comes!"

Rustle!