In addition, Xue Langjing's little days are getting more and more exquisite.

As long as the space can be filled, can you eat? Harvest!

Hydrated? Harvest! That's your water resource.

Can it burn for a long time? Harvest! Take it back as firewood, make torches, or something.

As long as it's useful, take it in first.

When I got back to the cave, I chiseled a few bowls, plates, and basins for myself, and used them for eating.

Some dried fruits, some pickles, and then some juice, put on a plate, and you can enjoy it deliciously.

As Xue Langjing prepared more and more things for herself, on the way to climb the cliff, her life became more and more exquisite.

A certain day.

After struggling to carve a stone pit into the cliff face, she shrank herself into it with great skill.

Then, the sound of chiseling stones continued to sound in this small stone pit.

Of course, the sound was blocked by the barrier in the crater, and no one could hear it except herself, and the sleeping Moto.

The small pit grew in size as she diligently chiseled it.

The gravel chiseled from the pit was constantly swung out of the hole by her, falling down, and she didn't know where it would fall.

Come to think of it, the gravel that was originally knocked down from a stone is estimated to be a difference of 108,000 miles after falling to the bottom of the cliff, right?

These stone babies, who were originally a family together, were scattered under her cruel demolition and turned into lonely little rubble, which is really a sin, a sin.

But she still has to chisel, hee-hee.

To someone's own amusement, a small stone pit was gradually carved into a cave where she could stretch her limbs, lay down a wooden table, and even make a fire.

"Chiseled."

Looking at the small cave in front of him, Xue Langjing clapped his hands with satisfaction, and as soon as the stars turned, he blew the stone powder in the cave clean.

After climbing up for so long, the cliff is now much looser and easier to dig holes, which is a nice change.

After digging the cave, she took out a blanket and futon from the storage bag, which was not half the size of a palm, grabbed the demon swallow in her arms, and put it on the blanket.

"Little thing, sleep." After setting up the small body of the Demon Swallow, Xue Langjing said this, as if she was not worried at all about whether she would be beaten up by a certain beast that woke up.

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his finger and pressed it on its fluffy little belly, letting it flip and flip under his finger.

"Come, exercise before you go to bed, so that you don't wake up again and your body becomes stiff, hehe."

Motun's small body, harassed by her grin, just flipped from one end of the small blanket to the other, and kept turning back and forth.

After playing for an unknown amount of time, it seemed that he had finally had enough, so Xue Langjing covered it with a futon and stopped harassing it.

Next, it's time to wash yourself.

Then she took out another basin, poured some water, took out a homemade towel and set it aside, changed out of her almost soaked clothes, wiped herself clean with the towel dipped in water, and replaced it with a clean one.

Take a shower.

Well, that's what it means, anyway.

It's clean, it's so cool!

Take out a small stool and sit down.

Take out the firewood and tinder, light the fire, and turn over the clothes.

Actually, if you use the ability, the sweat on it can be shaken off in a few strokes.

But how boring it is! There is no breath of life.

Or it's more fun to bake it dry.

Clean up your laundry, and now it's time to 'fetch water' for tomorrow.

How do you get water here?

After climbing the cliff for so long, she had never seen water flow anywhere, and it never rained here.

Of course, you can only make your own.

Then, with another wave of her hand, an extra basin appeared on the ground.

There are also a lot of flowers, leaves, green grass, and the like in the air.

As soon as these flowers and plants came out, they seemed to be enveloped by a huge force, and they kept squeezing into the middle, squeezing into a ball. Xiaotao Chinese

Then, it is squeezed and crushed in the middle.

"Tick tick tick..."

Soon the liquid dripped from the flowers and plants, and then turned into a stream of water, which happened to drip on the pot.

The strange thing is that even if the water drips high, it does not splash in the slightest, but drips perfectly in the basin.

Before long, the originally huge mass of flowers and plants, the most affected was only a dry scum, which she threw into the firewood pile.

Obviously, the moisture on it was stripped so dry that it could not be dried anymore.

At a glance, you can see that the whole process is controlled by Xue Langjing with his ability.

Anyway, why did she think that when she cleaned up her clothes before, she didn't have the breath of life when she used her ability to clean up, and when she squeezed the juice, she used her ability?

Naturally, because of the limited space in her storage bag, there are only so many flowers and plants that can be put in, and if she really uses her hand, God knows how much juice will be left in the end.

And the water is going to be mixed.

In the spirit of non-waste, let's use abilities.

This is the water of tomorrow!

Now that we have water, we have to prepare for tomorrow's meal.

In fact, there was nothing to prepare for eating, but still some fruits and flowers, nothing else.

There's no water, don't think about steaming or stuff, either eat it directly, or pickle it or something like that.

Yesterday, some dried fruits and preserved fruits had not been made yet, and she had to hurry up while there was a fire, otherwise, there would not be enough firewood.

In such a place, the days can only be lived so frugally, and everything has to be calculated.

After baking the dried fruit, she threw two into her mouth and set it aside to dry overnight.

After the trivial things are done, we can finally eat.

Take the table out first.

"Two more plates of fresh fruit."

A plate of red spirit fruits, a plate of wild grapes, bigger than her head.

"Squeeze two more glasses of juice."

There are still a few oranges left from the past, so let's squeeze the orange juice, and there will be no ones after squeezing today, which is a good thing.

I saw Xue Lang peeling and juice the oranges skillfully, and then dripping a drop of spiritual liquid.

Two glasses full of orange juice were placed on the table.

Perfect!

Looking at the table of food he had just prepared, Xue Langjing rubbed his hands with some expectation, and then solemnly took out his chopsticks and began to enjoy the food.

Take a sip of fruit juice to moisten your mouth.

"Zizi, it's so sour!" After taking a sip of juice, someone shook his head in satisfaction, as if he was drinking some kind of elixir.

Then clip a chopstick to pickle the spirit vegetables.

Well, it's all added with spiritual liquid, and it tastes good.

"It's just a little less salt, or it tastes better," she shook her head regretfully.

There is no salt, so it can only be replaced with sweetness, and it tastes slightly sweet.

Fortunately, she is a capable person, if she is an ordinary person, she has not eaten salt for so long, what is it a long time ago, right?

Xue Langjing thought with some rejoicing.

I ate the food on the table with a good taste, and simply cleaned it up.

After enjoying it, it's time to weave, which is also the last task of the day.

Weaving!

The creaking sound of the machine sounded...

It's so lively.

However, it didn't.

Where did she go to get a machine, of course, with her abilities.