The next day, Wang Lang spent the morning sharpening the more than seventy branches, and then stuck obliquely in the open space cleared in front of the cave entrance.

After completing the basic defense arrangement, Wang Lang collected some thin branches, weaved a one-meter-long ground cage, wrapped the feces he excreted with leaves, Wang Lang took the ground cage to the river and put the feces he brought into the ground cage as bait, and then placed the ground cage in the water.

After doing this, Wang Lang made some simple lasso traps in the nearby woods that he had seen in wilderness survival shows.

Just when Wang Lang was setting the trap, there was a sudden noisy cry from the tall trees, Wang Lang looked up, only to see a group of monkeys on the treetops quickly shuttling between the branches, Wang Lang looked at the group of monkeys stunned and speechless.

"Monkey, this is actually a monkey, isn't this the age of dinosaurs? What the hell is this place?"

Before Wang Lang could figure out what was going on, there was a sound of a scream in the woods not far away, accompanied by a piercing roar, and the birds hidden in the bushes flew high in surprise.

Wang Lang was frightened by this roar, and he didn't think about it, he found a tree and quickly climbed four or five meters along the branches, Wang Lang never felt that he still had the talent to climb trees.

Sitting on the branch, Wang Lang looked in the direction where the sound came from, only to see a group of creatures the size of a cow similar to a horned dragon running quickly in his direction, and behind the group of creatures, several strange birds one person tall quickly chased behind, looking at the huge beak, Wang Lang had no doubt that he would die if he was pecked.

It didn't take long for one of the strange birds to catch up with the prey, and the two powerful legs jumped on the prey's back, and tore off a large piece of meat on the prey's back with its huge beak, and the prey let out a miserable cry under the pain, and threw the strange bird off its back. The strange bird rolled on the ground a few times, then flapped its short wings and continued to chase after it.

The injured prey didn't run long probably due to excessive blood loss, and fell to the ground all of a sudden, and the fate of its death was already announced when it fell, and after a while, the strange birds chasing the prey surrounded them, tearing the flesh and blood of the prey with their huge beaks, and bursts of sorrow reached Wang Lang's ears, making Wang Lang unbearable to look at it.

The strange birds ate very quickly, and it didn't take long for a creature the size of a cow to be eaten and a skeleton left, and after the strange birds finished eating their food, two of them may have had an argument, and after a while of fighting, they ran away with the others.

Seeing this bloody killing, Wang Lang couldn't help but worry about his safety, I don't know if choosing to live here is a stupid decision, but it didn't take long for Wang Lang to give up the idea of leaving here, walking around in this dangerous jungle alone can only die faster, the water source here is relatively close to the place where he lives, and the food is sufficient, if he leaves here rashly, the danger he will encounter is not something Wang Lang dares to gamble.

After observing the tree for a while, and seeing that there was no danger around, Wang Lang looked at the distance from the ground under his feet, and couldn't help but scold, "Damn!"

As the saying goes, it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, and the same is true for climbing trees, Wang Lang climbed to such a height in one breath in a hurry, but when he went down the tree, Wang Lang felt frightened, for fear that one would accidentally step on the air, if he fell here, even if he fell to death, in case he broke his foot or fractured, it was equivalent to pronouncing his death sentence.

It took Wang Lang nearly twenty minutes to climb down at a height of four or five meters, and after going down to the ground, Wang Lang didn't dare to continue to lay traps, picked up the wooden spear and walked quickly towards the residence, not daring to delay for a moment on the road.

Back to the residence, Wang Lang ate some roasted insects to recover some physical strength, after the stimulation just now, Wang Lang deeply felt that he was on the verge of death at all times, in order to increase his ability to protect himself Wang Lang desperately recalled some of the weapons he had seen in the forum before, searched his intestines and scraped his stomach and thought for a long time, Wang Lang thought that the only thing he could make at present was bows and arrows and spear throwers.

For the sake of his own life, Wang Lang didn't want to delay for a moment, hurriedly drank a few sips of water, took a stone axe and a stone knife to find some vines and plants nearby, and cut some back.

After Wang Lang peeled off the skin of these plants, he gently knocked it with a stone to separate the fibers in the bark, and after doing this, Wang Lang walked to the river with this pile of bark, and the bark was used as a rope.

Wang Lang tied the pile of bark with thin branches and put it into the river, Wang Lang didn't know how long it would take to soak it, but he planned to fish it out after three days.

There was a twenty-minute distance between the residence and the river, and after seeing that strange bird, this short distance made Wang Lang feel like he had walked through the ghost gate. So Wang Lang decided to make some pottery for his confidant, and traveled between the river road and his residence every day, and sooner or later he got an accident.

Wang Lang didn't know what kind of soil to use to fire pottery, but Wang Lang couldn't care so much, so he found some sticky mud by the river, packed the empty back, and transported it back to his residence, until the sky was a little dark, Wang Lang had collected nearly a hundred catties of soil.

In the firelight, Wang Lang spread wide leaves on a slightly flat stone, and kneaded the collected soil into strips of mud one by one, until the moon rose above the treetops, Wang Lang had already pinched two and a half meters high and about thirty centimeters in diameter of ugly small jars, and the rest of the clay Wang Lang made a few clay pots and a few clay bowls.

Wang Lang put the rough blank in the cave and waited for it to dry, after doing all this, Wang Lang was exhausted, filled some firewood into the fire, and lay on the ground and fell asleep for a short time.

Over the next few days, Wang Lang dug a small pit outside the cave with stones, and built a simple clay kiln out of clay on top of the pit, which was only large enough to fire two small clay jars at a time. In the past few days, I have not encountered any strange plant-eating animals or strange birds, and the cage that was put into the river also caught several fish weighing more than ten catties, as well as an amphibian that Wang Lang did not know. Catching these prey made Wang Lang excited for a long time, but the fly in the ointment was that those lasso traps placed in the deep forest were never harvested.

The bark soaked in the river has been fished out by Wang Lang to make a lot of ropes of different thicknesses, Wang Lang used these ropes to make a bow, Wang Lang couldn't help but be a little disappointed after trying, the power of this bow is only within ten meters to be lethal to animals such as pheasants, but the spear thrower is easier to use, Wang Lang is more satisfied after the experiment, the spearhead made of stone can be nailed to the trunk after being thrown at a distance of 20 meters, which gives Wang Lang the confidence to hunt, Wang Lang also learned to drill wood for fire and use flint to make fire during this timeA lighter runs out of the day sooner or later.

After a few days of placement, the pottery rough blanks in the cave have dried in the shade, Wang Lang carefully moved them out of the cave, carefully polished the surface as smooth as possible with stones, put the two clay jars into the clay kiln and capped them with clay tablets, ignited and began to fire.

Since it was the first time to make this kind of thing, Wang Lang didn't know how high the temperature was needed and the specific firing time. Wang Lang could only increase the firepower as much as possible, and opened the kiln mouth from time to time to observe.

After several hours of firing, two pale red clay jars appeared in front of Wang Lang's eyes, none of them broke, Wang Lang finally said to the thief who had scolded countless times, "God bless!"

With the successful experience, Wang Lang then put the remaining pottery into the kiln one by one, and it was not until the evening that all the rough blanks were fired, during which only two pottery bowls were broken.

Looking at these somewhat strange-shaped pottery, Wang Lang couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart, with these things, at least he couldn't let himself become a wild man who drank blood.

With pottery, since Wang Lang came to this world, he drank his first sip of hot water, as well as cooked fish, and the feeling he had not felt for a long time made Wang Lang feel like he was in heaven.