In the cave, Wang Yang sorted out the plants, and then calmed down to think about the process of making ropes.

These plants are not natural rattan, can not be used directly, even if it is natural rattan, after leaving the roots, it will not be retained for too long, which is not conducive to long-term use.

So it has to be studied carefully.

The first step, without any controversy, is to get the fibers out of it.

This step is not troublesome, find a smooth stone, flatten the plant, and you can get the fiber.

There happened to be a stone platform in the depths of the cave, so Wang Yang put the plants on it and crushed them.

Over time, the green juice stained the stone platform, and the flat branches contained green filaments, and the fibers were generally only a finger long.

Wang Yang wondered if he had crushed them himself, because the thickness of their entire roots was uneven, thick in some places and thin in others.

I remember that when I was doing the test before, the teacher took out the extracted fiber, which was pale white in color, a little yellowish, and entangled, so it was difficult to observe carefully.

Although the fibers under the eyes are still mixed with the flesh of plants, it is still relatively easy to distinguish.

Wang Yang's absent-mindedness when he took that experimental class did not affect his identification at this time.

He separates the pulp from the fiber, sets it aside, picks up the new plant, and proceeds with the extraction process.

In the first half of the night, he was doing the same thing, but he had limited manpower and only extracted a small part.

Early the next morning, he and the adults entered the forest again.

This time, he was not in a hurry to pick plants, but gathered with everyone to focus on observing the actions of the wolves.

The wolves were surprisingly quiet and did not enter their territory.

Wang Yang didn't dare to take it lightly, and followed everyone out for several days in a row, and the wolves were more quiet than they imagined, so they just didn't come in.

It seems to recognize the status of its own small group.

Wang Yang, who didn't understand the thoughts of the head wolf, was full of thoughts in his heart, if the wolves came, and they softened little by little, it would be good, I was afraid that I was afraid of this situation where I wanted to extinguish you yesterday and didn't see you today.

Putting aside the apprehension in his heart for the time being, Wang Yang has accelerated the speed of fiber extraction in the past few days, and he has to stay up late at night to sleep.

The others didn't understand what he was doing, so they didn't help him, and he couldn't explain the concept of fiber extraction to them, so he went it alone.

Then the next morning, he straightened out the fibers and placed them on the rocks in the canyon, pressing as little as he could on his head and letting it dry.

And the matter of cutting trees and digging roots had to be handed over to the friends, without their own supervision, they played for a while, cut for a while, and at the end of the day, cut down three or four trees.

Wang Yang doesn't complain, it's good to be able to cut.

The cultivation of the orchard progressed slowly, and Wang Yang threw himself on the rope making it.

A month passed, and all the fibers were finally extracted.

All the plants in the territory were picked by him, and the ones in the mountains and primeval forests were not picked, not because he didn't pick them, but Wang Yang was afraid that if he picked them all, they would be gone in the next year.

And the amount of fiber, there is already a lot, thanks to the high fiber content of such plants.

The canyon was full of filamentous pale white fibers, and Wang Yang put the dried fibers into wooden barrels and began to weave ropes.

Making a rope is much simpler, Wang Yang picked up a ball of entangled silk and gently rubbed it in the palm of his hand to form a thin rope with a pencil lead.

Then take a little fiber and stick it to the ends of the end and continue to rub it to increase the length.

In fact, this is the same as rubbing the bark, the bark that can be kneaded is extremely rich in fibers.

Rubbing like this, the first thin rope appeared, about 3 to 5 millimeters thick and five meters long, and pulled so hard that the tangled fibers would tear apart like cotton at some weak point.

Wang Yang glued some fibers to the torn position and continued to rub.

Then test it one by one, pull hard to ensure that the force is even.

Of course, this first rope is not a usable rope because it is too thin to withstand the strength.

At this time, you must not be in a hurry, and you must not be in a hurry to think of anything directly into a thick one, which will also not be able to withstand the strength, and no rope is made like this.

He picked up the fiber again and rubbed another rope of the same length and thickness.

Time passed in a hurry, and another day passed, he didn't go out for a day, rubbing the fibers to the point of madness, his eyes were red, staring at the fibers like cotton, rubbing hard.

He firmly believes that being an otaku is the right thing to do, and a tech otaku is the real otaku.

Zhang San roasted a piece of meat for him, but he didn't even look back, he took it in his mouth, and he was not even interested in chewing.

Next to him, twenty thin ropes several millimeters thick and five meters long had been placed.

Everyone looked at him stunned, all frightened by his crazy appearance, Wang Yingying held the fruit in front of him, asking him to eat quickly, the orthopedic surgeon fetched some water, and stretched it out in front of him, and did not forget to stare at his "injured" arm.

Wang Yang was engrossed, rubbed another one, and finally felt a sore back, numb legs, stretched his waist, and the bones in his whole body "gurgle".

That feeling of powerlessness made him can't help but shout: "Hurry up and give me a cover in a high calcium tablet!" ”

Medicine, there is none, meat, there is still there.

He nibbled on the barbecue for 300 bites, ate a few plates of after-dinner fruits, and finally came to a bottle of a slightly sweet mountain spring, and finally came back to life with full blood on the spot, looking at the fact that there were still a lot of fibers left on the ground, he couldn't help but want to rub it again.

He quickly suppressed his reflexes and turned his attention to the twenty-one formed ropes.

He's going to make a real rope out tonight.

With the original shape of the formed rope, it is not difficult to make a strong rope at all, so Wang Yang took out three of them first and placed them vertically on the ground.

Press the left one to the middle one, and the right one to the left one, and spare the middle one.

You may be a little dizzy when you say this, but to put it simply, tie your braids.

Everyone should not be too unfamiliar with the method of tying braids, and Wang Yang uses this method.

The reason why he can use it is related to when he was in elementary school, when he was so naughty that he untied the braid of a girl at the same table, and the girl was angry and cried, and asked him to tie it back with red eyes.

But how could he tie his braids as a little boy, so he wanted to ask other female classmates to help, but everyone watched the excitement, and the girl at the same table didn't know if she was angry, so she asked him to tie it.

So he had to help the girl tie her braids under the guidance of the girl.

Later, somehow, the girl's braids were old and loose, and he always asked him to tie them, and he was still muttering something dissatisfied.

So much so that later, every time I think of that time, I am full of tears.

Without further ado, after he tied one, he picked up three more and tied them, and if there were three of the same, they were tied together.

Soon, a two-finger-thick rope was made.

Under the firelight, I could see a trace of sadness and melancholy in Wang Yang's excited eyes...... Wen Qing's illness has been committed again.

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