There were only a few bags on his body, all of which were the skins of small animals, and they couldn't hold so much food.

In desperation, they could only use the skin bag as a cloth, stuff it into a wooden barrel, plug the hole, and then start loading it in large quantities.

He gave up the idea of transporting it to the White Bone Forest several times, because it was too physically exhausting and time-consuming, and it was not cost-effective to dig and bury pits.

So he used the barrel temporarily, and no longer set traps, anyway, today's harvest was much better than the previous days.

When everything was done, the sun had risen imperceptibly, and the temperature had reached its hottest time of the day.

But even the hottest is dozens of degrees below zero, and there is no change in the stiff hands and feet.

Wang Yang didn't dare to slack off, and returned to the tree hole to set up a trap.

He decided to set it up for another day, and if there were any missing squirrels and no food in the nest, it was very likely that he would be hit.

If you don't have a squirrel, a day's worth is nothing.

Wang Yang's current combat strategy has once again undergone a fundamental change, and he is not like a headless fly, digging everywhere.

Instead, after tasting the sweetness of small animal storage, he focused on the hollow of the tree.

He began to search everywhere for dead dead trees as a breakthrough.

He mainly searched the area on the left during the day.

Over the next few days, he searched the upper left and upper right areas in a row, and sure enough, he found another dead tree.

In the hollow of the dead tree are as many as five fat marmots.

These guys like to burrow, and in the summer they often dig holes in the dirt, and then eat like crazy, and eat themselves for nothing.

In winter, they especially like to hibernate in hollow tree cavities, and at this time, the fat they grow in the summer plays an important role.

In general, they store up to seven months of fat so that they can cope with the winter as it lengthens.

And some unlucky guys don't have so much fat stored and have a bitter end in the winter.

Because these five marmots are still in the early part of winter, they have only consumed a little bit of fat, and they are all fat and big-eared, and their faces are full of oil, and they drool just by looking at them.

The only thing that can be regretted is that they are in hibernation tree cavities and basically do not store food.

But for them, it's a disguised storage in itself.

Wang Yang didn't let them go, they were all killed, and another wooden barrel was filled.

Wang Yang, who tasted the sweetness again, quickly expanded his goal, not only the dead tree, as long as there was a small hole in the tree, he would go over to see if there was a tree hole inside.

It has to be said that even if it is a living tree, there are tree holes.

The inside of these trees is almost always hollowed out by some kind of borer, and the gap on the surface of the tree is not large, but the inside is very empty.

Wang Yang succeeded many times, catching big, snakes and other small animals.

It is worth mentioning that many hibernating animals are particularly slow in winter, and are not likely to be faster unless they are strongly stimulated.

Especially ectotherms like snakes, they don't move at all, such a cold day, it's just a popsicle, as long as you don't stupidly help it keep warm, there will be no danger.

Wang Yang caught a lot of snakes because of this, and his fear of snakes gradually decreased.

After a few more days, the eighteenth barrel was full.

Wang Yang was not only happy, but also a little more sad.

Happily, it's not too difficult to get food in winter.

The concern is that access to food is too simple.

In order to find the tree hole, he had searched all the known areas, except for the place on the right where bears were infested.

If you want to find food in this way, you need to explore a wider area, and everyone knows that it is almost impossible to rely on him alone.

Even if he is now the best IQ in the world, in terms of physical condition, he is still a big step behind wild animals.

He didn't think he could do much on his own.

And the outside world is too uncertain, he has been worried that one day he will meet a tree leopard when he travels.

He had to think of a good way, after all, there was still a lot of food in this area, otherwise how could he have supplied so many large animals.

Come to think of it, but you still have to go to the right area where there are bears, and it's right that bears can go up trees, just don't give it a chance.

To this end, Wang Yang formulated a series of coping plans, and finally summed up a solution that did not have a solution, climbing a lonely small tree.

The concept of this small tree is not the thin little tree that is one meter tall and one arm thick in modern times.

In the Paleolithic Age, small trees could be three or four meters tall and fat and thick.

After climbing the small tree, with the help of a spear, you can resist the big black bear from going up the tree.

And find a small tree in the middle of nowhere, you can avoid the big black bear from climbing the nearby big tree and jumping over.

As long as this style of combat can be maintained, the risk will be minimized.

As soon as he said it, Wang Yang took the bone spurs and spears and sneaked into the area on the right.

In the forest, the number of small trees is still very large, and there can be three or four small trees out of ten trees, and the problem is that there is not necessarily a small tree in the middle of nowhere.

Wang Yang went in and looked, and finally found such a small tree when he had traveled to a position of forty meters.

This small tree was very much in line with Wang Yang's requirements, it was the only one within ten meters of it, and although the branches of the big trees around it covered it, those branches were too thin to support the weight of the black bear.

Wang Yang noted the location of the small tree and moved on.

After walking another twenty meters, Wang Yang found another small tree like this.

He stopped, not daring to move on, his current position, which was the same as the last time he met the black bear, was considered the edge of the periphery near the center.

He searched for food nearby and soon found a hole in a tree.

He planted a trap here, hid to the side and watched, and did not dare to leave, for fear that the small animal would be picked up by the black bear after falling into the trap.

Strangely, a day passed, and no creatures came in or out of the tree hole.

Wang Yang didn't want to attack, so he had to go back and come back tomorrow.

Tomorrow, he came here again, and watched carefully.

What left him speechless again was that he waited in vain, and there were no small animals.

Another day, when four hours had passed, Wang Yang decided not to wait any longer, and if he waited any longer, maybe another day would be wasted.

Since I didn't see any creatures, I just went over to see what happened.

He was ready, his feet were violently exerted, and he rushed over like a wind, and he didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, picking up the wooden spear and bone spurs was a mess of stabs.

There was a "thud" sound like a thorn, and there was no scream of animals.

Wang Yang quickly stopped his movements and looked inside.

"Huh?" He frowned in confusion.

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