Chapter 291 [Shipbuilding]
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The squid's flesh was of no use to him, but he knocked out a few sharp teeth with a stone. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info If he lacks tools, he can also use these sharp teeth to make an axe, which can only be kept as a memento for now.
After waiting for the water to clear, the huge trawl net also came into view.
There is a row of iron hooks on the outer edge of the network cable, no wonder this king squid is trapped and cannot be escaped.
Chen Ergou dived several times, and finally got this trawl ashore, tired enough to choke on his face but full of smiles, said: "This trawl cable is intact and has no signs of decay, and the area is more than 100 square meters, it will be a necessary tool for me to make a small boat to leave the island for a long voyage." ”
"One part can be used for fishing nets, and the other part can be made into net boats to increase the space on board. ”
"Yes, you heard me right, I'm going to make a boat, not a raft. I already have a raft, and I can actually sail, but that way of leaving Whale Island is too unactive, and I can't control it at all, and it is very likely to get lost in the sea. I'm going to make a sailboat, and the keel of the ship is the bread trees on the mountain!"
The largest bread tree is three meters in diameter, and even with a chainsaw, it is not very easy to saw, and it is difficult to cut it with a jungler knife.
But he had no other way, except for a jungle knife and a sharp weapon on his body, only the chainsaw on the multi-functional bracelet could be used. The chainsaw wanted to cut off a three-meter-thick tree, which was obviously not enough. Helpless, I can only cut down one by one.
Slice down diagonally and then horizontally, and immediately cut a gap, as if bitten by a wild beast. It looks neat, but it's insignificant compared to the whole tree.
"There seems to be no end to the knife, which reminds me of the legendary mythical character Wu Gang. Wu Gang is cutting laurel trees on the moon, and Chang'e can look forward to it, I don't even have a rabbit here...... Sad!"
"There are no human rights, let's have some music!"
Funny appeal, the dog said received, "meet him".
After a pause for a few seconds, in the live broadcast room, under the bread tree on the desert island in the vast sea, music instantly sounded. As soon as you open your mouth, the rhythm and blues of "Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga" are repeated, as if you are poisoned, and the atmosphere of the scene is instantly enlivened.
Chen Ergou shook his head, listening to the old-school English classic songs from decades ago, holding a machete in one hand and a kettle in the other, his body swayed to the rhythm, and he actually danced the axe dance of Brother Chen, the axe gang in "Kung Fu".
"666, music praise, ask for BGM. ”
"BGM song name Hooked-On-A-Feeling, my name is Lei Feng, thank you for taking it!"
"23333, the Axe Gang will kill you when they see it, just because you took the wrong machete. ”
"Funny two dogs, you can entertain yourself on a desert island. ”
"Master Dog, is this going to concentrate on dancing...... Take a tube, make sure you are refreshed and refreshed, and you are happy like a fairy. ”
"How can this dance become more and more interesting the more I watch it, I recorded it and uploaded it to Weibo, the axe gang dance with this song is simply a poisoned rhythm, it is going to be hot. ”
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Sawdust flying, sweating, but not forgetting to dance to the song, natural optimism.
Chen Ergou took off his shirt, wrapped a layer of underwear fabric around his wrist, and held the knife with both hands and slashed constantly. Cutting down trees is only regarded as a practice, and every time he cuts down, the muscles of his whole body will tremble. The sun shines through the leaves, and the spots fall on his bronzed skin, and every time he swings the knife, he drives the sweat, and the excess hormones are bursting and spreading, and I don't know how many girls are stunned.
Making boats doesn't happen overnight, and he enjoys it.
Maybe it's because I have adapted to life on a desert island, and I don't have to worry about food and clothing, and I no longer have the confusion I had when I first went to the island. Watching the trees cut down little by little, I just feel that every minute and every second is full of energy.
"I am also a person who has experienced strong winds and waves, and this little difficulty can hardly stop me. ”
He was full of interest and high morale, but after cutting for an hour, he also threw the knife and sat down on the ground, held the kettle and drank a few sips, and shouted: "Kneel and beg for the skill of cutting trees without getting tired, how can I use a jungle knife to quickly see a big tree with a diameter of three meters, beg online, urgent!"
The sailors in the live broadcast room first froze for a moment, and then joked one after another-
"What about dreams, is there a way to cut such a thick tree by hand without getting tired?"
"The trick is: rest when you're tired, cut again when you're tired, cut again when you're tired, and so on until the tree is cut down!"
"666, good skills upstairs, the dog master still doesn't do it. ”
"Yo yo, it's strange, there are things that the dog can't do. ”
Cutting down trees is a technical task, and how to use a machete to bring down a large tree with a diameter of several meters is estimated to be rarely studied. Even if I studied, the tools were limited to chainsaws.
Chen Ergou looked at himself and cut the gap for a long time, and he was also speechless. It would be hard to guess, but I didn't expect that the physical exertion would be greater than expected. Fortunately, this system-produced jungler knife is almost "cut like mud" on wood, and if it is replaced with an axe, I am afraid that it will be numb claws now.
"I'd better cut a gap first, and then slowly hollow out the bottom of the tree. ”
One cut is a day, and I don't feel hungry until the sun is about to go down and there are birds hovering overhead.
After recovering from a serious illness and exerting a lot of physical strength, he decided to treat himself to a good night.
Grabbed the bow he had made this morning, and with a few bamboo arrows, he walked straight to the beach, stopping by to see how the big squid was getting sunburned.
The tide is rising, and the original location of the squid's body has been occupied by a group of whitetip sharks, and the flesh and blood have been torn into a mess, and countless small fish and shrimp have also come to get a piece of the pie. The death of a king squid has fulfilled countless sea tribes.
If it weren't for the occasional whitetip shark's back on the surface, he would have wanted to go down and catch a bamboo basket.
The skin and flesh of the squid have been brought ashore, and the flesh on the tentacles of the large squid has been scraped off, and the tentacles are cut into thin strips. The sailors were very curious, and they didn't understand why Chen Ergou used squid skin to make ropes, "Strange!"
Chen Ergou said with a smile: "It is not uncommon to use some of the tools on animals to make tools. People also use other strange animals such as kangaroos, buffaloes, ostriches, deer, lizards, crocodiles, sharks, seals and walruses. If you tann these squid skins softly, they become a very strong and durable rope that can be used for several years. Now, I have another purpose, just a week or two of durability. ”
Eight strips of skin were cut from the two longest 7-meter-long tentacles, connected together, and made into a rope that could extend to the bottom of the sea.
After doing this, Chen Ergou rolled out the raft and rowed towards the lagoon. It has been preyed upon by schools of tuna and has been baptized by typhoons and waves, and it is no longer rich in aquatic products. He jumped into the lake with a bamboo basket in his other hand, and the waves splashed on the water. From above, the audience watched as he swayed like a fish as he sank to the bottom of the sea.
His body was under tremendous pressure, and the deep dives that used to be easy were a bit difficult today. After all, his body is not yet well, as if he is being embraced by a big fat man, all he can do is to prevent the gas in his lungs from being squeezed.
Take advantage of the limited time and start picking up various shells and putting them in the back basket.
White-lipped oysters, gold-lipped oysters, black lipped oysters, oysters. Some have thick shells, others have serrations and sbones
The oyster shells were very thick, some of them had thorns, and the wound on his hand was just right, but he didn't want to add another blood mark, not to mention that the shark was feasting not far away. Smelling this bloody ambiguity, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not attack in groups.
Either way, be careful!