Chapter 1: A Lonely Night

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Li Dawei sat on the stone and shook his head vigorously, trying to sober himself up, but instead he was a little dizzy, and his mouth kept thinking in pieces, "Why, why..."

Because I was in a bad mood, after studying at night last night, I checked the student dormitory and ate supper alone at a small shop outside the school. Li Dawei remembered the ridiculous excuse when the leader vetoed his application for a job title during the day, and then recalled that he was almost 50 or an intermediate title, everything was not going well in this life, the family was not harmonious, the unit was unhappy, and he couldn't help but ask for a few bottles of beer, and he drank high.

I was dizzy and walked back, and accidentally fell into the 'Bibo Lake' near the school. In fact, this is not a thing, although Li Dawei's current place of work is in Dongshan, his hometown is in southern Hunan, and he grew up in small water, and he will be sober when he falls into the water, which is really annoying. Break the jar and dive into the water, it's good to be able to escape for a while.

Holding his breath, his lungs were about to explode before he floated towards the light, and after climbing the stone, the whole person was messy. If I'm not mistaken, I should have fallen into the water in the middle of the night, why did it end at noon after holding my breath? Did you hold your breath for 12 hours? Looking around, what kind of 'Bibo Lake' is this, just a stream in the mountain stream, surrounded by green trees, it looks like it is uninhabited.

This...... Must be dreaming.

It's easy to wake up from a dream, Li Dawei often does this, squinting hard, hypnotizing himself, 'wake up, wake up', a gust of wind came, his body was a little cold, and when he opened his eyes, he suddenly felt that everything was lost: not only was it not a dream, but he also found that he was naked: the very pure one, there was no cloth on the whole body, not even hair and eyebrows, it was really 'hair' that didn't leave a single for himself, and people were only fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Ahh ...", Li Dawei shouted angrily, and the 'fluttering' startled a lot of wild birds, pheasants and other small animals, and there seemed to be a tiger roaring in the distance, and Li Dawei immediately held back in one breath.

It's useless to think about it more, as long as people calm down, they will find that there are many troublesome things. Looking around carefully, there are thorns, trees that shade the sky and the sun, there are pine trees, and there are broad-leaved trees, it seems that it should be somewhere in the south.

The surroundings were gloomy, and I felt that there was some sunlight shining on the stone I was on. When I looked up, it was past noon, my stomach was rumbling, and when it was time for dinner, I glanced into the dark forest, and looked for food, most likely to turn into food.

Li Dawei suddenly found himself very cowardly, thinking that back then, no, it should be an excellent high school chemistry teacher who graduated from a university yesterday and worked for more than 20 years, but he didn't expect that now he can use two hands to cover his shame.

'No', Li Dawei muttered, who is this, who is it for, he patrolled left and right twice, slowly moved his hands, alas, he finally evolved from an "ape" to a "human" to free his hands.

'Food, clothing, shelter and transportation' and 'clothing' are impossible; 'food' is no play, and not becoming other people's food is the greatest success; 'living' is temporarily impossible to find; it is really inconvenient to 'travel'. Armed people can't cross such primeval forests.

If you don't act, when it gets dark, you will become a dinner for wild animals, and at night you will be bitten alive by insects, ants, snakes, and the like.

The first thing to do must be to make a fire, this matter can be found in the 'past' can find countless methods, but now there are not many methods that can be used, in the absence of lightning and ignition, Li Dawei only thought of two.

Pick up a stone by the stream and smash it on another stone, there is a crisp sound, there is not even a spark, and if you smash another stone, the stone will break into several pieces, and it seems that there is no flint, this method will not work.

Picking up the broken stone, Li Dawei weighed it a few times, and scraped the edge of the stone with his white and tender thumb.

After briefly discerning the direction, he picked up the stone, picked up a long wooden stick from the side, and slowly rubbed it towards the woods facing the sun. Li Dawei grew up in the countryside of southern Hunan when he was a child, and all he burned at home was firewood.

After half an hour, I finally found some pine down, a very dry dead wood, and a few dead branches, a few leaf packets, and some pine resin, and some slender branches. Of course, there are more than a dozen blood groove marks on his body.

When I came to the big rock just now, I put down my things, squinted in the direction of the sun, and estimated that this piece of sunlight would soon disappear, and it would get dark very quickly in the forest, and it would be less than two hours for me.

He peeled off the skin from the slender branches, which was very tough and was often used as a 'rope' to tie up items in the countryside, and then twisted the bark into a twisted shape and tied it to a somewhat curved wooden stick, somewhat similar to a 'bow', and pulled the 'string' with his hand, and nodded, satisfied with his work.

At the end of the large dead wood, a hole was drilled in it with a 'stone knife' and a groove was made, because without a groove, the lack of oxygen would not ignite the fire. Carefully place part of the pine pile in the hole and the other part stuck in the slot.

Among the many dead branches, I carefully picked a thicker one, wound the string of the 'bow' just now, drilled the sharper end against the 'hole' of the big dead wood, pressed a stone on it, stepped on the dead wood with my foot, and quickly pulled the 'bow' back and forth.

The sunlight gradually left the stone, and the unremitting efforts finally saw the effect, the smoke from the dead wood 'hole' became bigger and bigger, Li Dawei excitedly lay down and blew, but obviously the 'fire' was not enough, the fire did not rise, but it was not far from success.

If you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent, Li Dawei took a deep breath, continued to work hard, and finally when the sun completely left the stone, there was a slight open flame in the pine and velvet smoke. After a few careful blows, it finally became a flame.

Hurriedly put some dry leaves on it, the fire is getting bigger and bigger, Li Dawei is not at ease, he dips some pine resin wrapped in leaves with a branch and throws it in the fire, the fire crackles, and then finds some big wood and throws it inside, Li Dawei's breath in his heart finally let go, he feels a sore back, his arms hurt, anyway, his whole body aches.

I didn't want to get up when I sat down, as long as the sun didn't shine in the mountains, it would be dark immediately, and the sky was already dark.

It's good to be young, after resting for a while, Li Dawei feels that his energy is much better, if it was 'before', Ben Fifty's body would not recover so quickly! The stomach is still gurgling in protest, where to find food in this wilderness, now that it is almost dark, you can't find the ground by picking a wild fruit or digging a tree root, and starvation is inevitable.

If you stay on this stone at night, it is simply a live target, and it is a 'cutting board meat' under the light of a torch. I stood up, made a small torch with a thick wooden stick, dipped in pine resin, and came to the dry place next to it, where there were two large stones formed a hollow, and put the torch in to look at it, the space was okay, and it was more than enough for me to stay in it alone.

The most burning branches were thrown in, and some wood was added, and various small creatures came out of it one after another, including a centipede of about ten centimeters. After thinking about it, this thing still can't be eaten. This one burned, and the inside dried a lot. Taking advantage of this gap, he collected a large pile of dry and wet branches nearby, and dragged a large section of wood with all his strength.

When Li Dawei panted and sealed the door of the 'room' with a fire, and put wet wood and big wood next to it, it was already completely dark, and all kinds of nocturnal animals began to look for their dinner. The night from the inside is not quiet, there are all kinds of movements, the most devastating is the night owl's 'ghost cry', with a penetrating sense of rhythm, as if staring at himself in the dense forest opposite, goosebumps on his body.

With fire, there is some security. Li Dawei sat cross-legged on the ground covered with dead leaves, his back against the mossy stone surface, on which there was still the black ash and residual temperature that had just been burned, even if there was no wisp of his body, it was not cold. When people are idle, they will think wildly and listen to the movement outside, but they really don't have the courage to get out of this 'snail'.

Li Dawei has never felt that time is so difficult, even if the exam invigilation passes faster than this. Concentrate on grinding a stone chip on the stone next to it, and then use a wooden stick, open a crack at the front end, sandwich the ground stone chip inside, and use the remaining bark to wrap and fix it in a circle, Seiko is slow, and a 'spear' is done, why is it not yet bright.

I made another stone axe, why is it still not bright?

I made myself an 'apron' out of leaves, and it wasn't even dawn!

No matter what time of year, the night in the mountains is cold, but fortunately there is this fire, otherwise you would have to freeze if you don't freeze to death. The young body, the sudden and unreasonable crossing, the overwork, Li Dawei's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally fell asleep against the stone wall.

When I woke up, there were tears in the corners of my eyes, and I said goodbye to my old self in my dream, and now it is a new life, the first priority, and I must live.

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