It took a lot of effort to set up three bird traps nearby, trying his best to obey the fate of God, Tong Chen didn't know if his trap could catch a bird for the first time, and the trap sometimes needed a piece of luck.

Normally, Tong Chen doesn't want to catch birds, but there is no other food here, he needs energy, he needs to live, and he needs to stick to the task.

After setting up the trap, Tong Chen didn't dare to stop, while the sky was not completely dark, he still had an important matter.

After collecting some wood, Tong Chen chose a campsite, took out the bowstring made in advance, and wound the drill stick around the string of the bowstring, the lower end of the drill stick is the same as the traditional drill wood for fire, and it is also a drill plate carved with a gap, and Tong Chen pressed the top of the drill stick under the palm of his hand with a piece of wood, otherwise he pressed it directly with the palm of his hand, not to mention that it would not have much effect, and his flesh and blood hands could not bear it at all.

If two people survive in the wild, one person is responsible for drilling, and the other is responsible for pressing the drill stick tightly, cooperating with each other, making a fire more efficient, and it is easier to make a fire.

Tong Chen pressed hard with his right hand, and tried to pull the bowstring with his left hand, and the drill stick immediately turned quickly, and he was overjoyed, and it really worked.

In fact, this method of making a fire is very similar to the traditional method of drilling wood for fire, but the bowstring method of making fire is more efficient, and it is more like an upgraded version of the traditional drilling wood for fire.

"Collapse"

Before Tong Chen could be happy, suddenly the straw rope on the bowstring broke instantly, he wanted to cry without tears, and the first bowstring fire failed!

Fortunately, there were still one or two straw ropes prepared by Tong Chen, and they were stronger than the broken one, and the bowstring was re-made, and Tong Chen began to try to make a fire for the second time.

"Rustle..."

The drill stick rotated rapidly in the gap of the drill plate, the speed was several times faster than that of the manual, Tong Chen pulled the bowstring at the same time, and the force did not dare to be too strong, because no one dared to guarantee that the straw rope would not break again, he controlled the force and rotated at a constant speed.

After a while, the drill board began to smoke, and the smoke became bigger and bigger, Tong Chen saw that the time was ripe, tilted the opening of the drill board slightly, and poured the ignited sawdust smoothly into the prepared velvet.

Tong Chen hurriedly picked up the velvet and began to blow gently, and immediately the fire lit up, and the fire was finally successful again.

Looking at the beating orange flames, Tong Chen was pleasantly surprised, it was definitely an incomparably happy thing to have a warm fire in the cold wilderness.

At this time, night had completely fallen, but Tong Chen had one last thing, that is, his "mattress" had not yet had time to lay the ground.

Fortunately, there is no shortage of wild grass and dead leaves here, and after ten minutes, the "mattress" was finally laid.

The mirror-like moon hung high in the sky, spreading the silver light on the earth, dotted with stars, Tong Chen lay on the wild grass, the bonfire next to him burned with a crackling sound, in this empty wilderness, he felt a little comfortable at this time.

If there's a delicious barbecue on top of the fire and a glass of wine, it's a real treat.

Halfway through the task, in the past two days, Tong Chen felt that he hadn't walked much in total; last night, he still slept reluctantly, and the fire played a great role, but usually the body was warmer when it touched the fire, and other parts would be disturbed by the cold air, so Tong Chen had to keep reversing his body.

This would not be the case if a shelter had been built.

Burning the fire, Tong Chen began to probe the trap he had set with hope, he didn't eat for two days, he felt that he almost didn't have any strength in his whole body, the first one didn't move, when he walked to the second trap.

"No, I actually caught it."

Before he walked into the place where the trap was set, he saw that the trap was triggered, and there seemed to be a bird caught on the rope.

This is a pigeon-like bird, Tong Chen seems to have seen it before, but he can't name it.

In fact, this bird is also called turtle dove, dove pigeon, light reddish-brown body, blue-gray head, white tail tip, is a bird with high medicinal value.

After getting the turtledove off the rope, Tong Chen then probed the third trap, but he was not lucky enough to catch anything.

After catching the prey, of course, it was to clean up the turtledove, he held it tightly with one hand, and pulled the hair on the turtledove with the other hand, and the behavior looked a little cruel, but Tong Chen was quickly relieved in his heart, he had even killed wild boars, this was in the wild, if he was too merciful, it was cruel to himself.

Compared with pulling the hair, Tong Chen was more reluctant to face the disembowelment of the prey, and finally found a blade that looked quite sharp, but when he cut the meat, it was called a torturer.

After a brief cleaning, Tong Chen put the turtledove on a stick and began to roast it.

Compared to the large pieces of pork, the small turtle dove undoubtedly took no longer to be roasted, and after twenty minutes, Tong Chen began to taste what he had never eaten before.

The meat was very tender, and although there were no condiments, Tong Chen felt that it was still very delicious, and thanks to his 32% proficiency in cooking skills, the bird meat was not charred at all.

After eliminating the turtledove in a few bites, Tong Chen extinguished the fire pile and prepared to walk out of here again, and when he was about to completely step on the fire extinguishing pile, Tong Chen's eyes lit up, why not make a simple fire and carry it with him, so that at night, he didn't have to bother to rub and make a fire.

Just do it, and then Tong Chen hurriedly added branches to the fire, but what kind of thing can be made that can carry fire?

There is grass in the withered grass, and it is a good spark that can be smoldered for a long time, but it is not summer at this time, and there is no grass.

Tong Chen suddenly thought of the wonderful, and slapped his thigh: "Why can't I be like this?"

Tong Chen found a thin branch at one end and thick at the other end, this branch was not completely dry, he put the thick end of his fist on the fire and ignited it, but it did not burn completely, but it was always in a state of smoking.

Tong Chen's vision of a simple fire did just that, and he felt that his own fire would last for hours.

Extinguishing the fire, of course, Tong Chen hadn't forgotten to dismantle the two traps that didn't catch the prey when he left.

Looking at the water source point that he finally found, Tong Chen was a little reluctant in his heart, he might not have this store if he missed this village, but he didn't have any containers for putting water, so he had to drink to his heart's content.

The sun is shining, under the bath of the sun, Tong Chen climbs to a high mountain, the so-called standing high and seeing far, he has to take a good look at the environment he is in, and then make a choice.

Before, Tong Chen didn't choose to bother to climb the mountain, he thought that he could see the plain by walking a few steps, and climbing up one meter was enough for Tong Chen to walk several meters on the flat ground, but Tong Chen felt that he had made a mistake at the beginning.