"Bang Bang Bang~!"

Zhang Lan threw all the meat out of the yard, and soon, in the blink of an eye, all those messy things were rushed up by the monsters, and all of them were wiped out, they looked at the yard with some fear, turned around and left.

Zhang Lan packed up the plastic bag, which was filled with active flesh and bones, and spread out the thirty-eight dog skins and let them dry naturally.

After doing all this, Zhang Lan separated the meat, bones, dog hair, canine teeth and other things one by one, packed up the meat and some bones, and Zhang Lan put them in the refrigerator; Dog hair, dog teeth, claws and other things, Zhang Lan placed them separately, how to do research.

Huang Wen made breakfast, looked at Zhang Lan, and said, "Zhang Lan, breakfast is ready, come over to eat." ”

"Okay, got it, right away."

"Hurry up."

"Got it, here it is." Zhang Lan put away the research materials, walked into the house, looked at the table full of delicacies, and said with a smile, "Except for no electricity, everything is as usual!" ”

"Heh, it's all different!" Huang Wen sandwiched a piece of meat for Zhang Lan and said, "I'm afraid there is no one in the whole village, what should we do next?" ”

Zhang Wensong drank the bone broth, ate barbecued meat, boiled meat and other delicacies, his big eyes were rolling slightly, he pricked up his ears, and he knew to listen.

Zhang Lan sighed and said, "Yes, there aren't many living people left!" By the way, there are some dog skins outside, you can take the time to make a few sets of dog skin armor for Song'er and yourself, so as to protect yourself. ”

Huang Wen nodded: "Okay, I know." ”

Zhang Lan said again: "I have separated them: the first area, three dog skins, their leather is the hardest, suitable for armor; Area 2, seven dog skins, their skins are somewhat fluffy and can be used as inner nails; Area Three, twenty-eight dog skins, are all ordinary dog skins, you can just look at it. ”

Huang Wen nodded thoughtfully: "However, we don't have that silk thread." ”

Zhang Lan smiled: "Didn't you say, there are not many living people in our village, I went to their house to get some useful things, and it was a waste to put them away, so it was better for us to use them." ”

Huang Wen nodded and said, "Okay, you pay attention to safety." ”

Zhang Lan smiled and said, "Okay, let's eat." This dog meat is still very good for us. While speaking, Zhang Lan sandwiched a piece of boiled meat for Huang Wen.

Huang Wen looked at the boiled meat in the bowl and said with a wry smile: "Before the meteorite landed, we almost didn't eat meat, but now we have become carnivores, which is really ironic!" ”

Zhang Lan nodded: "No way, the persecution of reality is too terrible, if you don't want to die, you have to eat meat!" Well, hurry up and eat it, it's good for our body. ”

Huang Wen smiled bitterly.

After eating, Zhang Lan walked to a wall, looked at the courtyard over there, and said with a wry smile: "Things are not people!" ”

Huang Wen asked, "How do you plan to get over?" ”

"We've got a ladder!"

"Uh, well, I forgot about that."

"Alright, I'm over."

"Well, go ahead."

"Stomp~!"

Zhang Lan stepped on the ladder, looked at the empty yard, shook his head, jumped up, bang, Zhang Lan fell to the ground, and after a slight pain in his legs and feet, he was fine.

Looking at the familiar courtyard, Zhang Lan shook his head a little sadly, found a sledgehammer, walked to the courtyard wall, bang, bang, sledgehammer smashed down, boom, a big hole appeared, Zhang Lan walked over.

Huang Wen and Zhang Wensong were taken aback, looked at Zhang Lan in disbelief, Zhang Lan's face stiffened, and said: "Look at it, there is no one in it, they are all empty houses, and it will be my experimental base in the future." ”

Huang Wen smiled bitterly: "Okay." ”

Zhang Lan took the sledgehammer and said, "Let's go, let's go over, you can help clean up, and move useful things to our house." ”

Huang Wen pulled Zhang Wensong and walked over, looked at the courtyard where things were not human, and said with a wry smile: "Alas, natural disasters and man-made disasters!" ”

Zhang Lan glanced at Huang Wen, shook his head, turned around and walked to the gate, closed the door, and then walked back, looked at Huang Wen, who was still emotional, and reminded: "Wen'er, hurry up, we don't have much time to waste." ”

"Got it." Huang Wen walked into the house and cleaned up.

Zhang Lan walked into the side room, which was already a little empty, shook his head, and began to quickly rectify. After some rectification, Zhang Lan put some special things together, and he wanted to do something.

After three busy days and three nights, Zhang Lan finally made a row of earthen stoves, with nine earthen stoves, one after another, and found nine iron pots to put on the earthen stoves, and he wanted to use the most primitive method to burn a batch of paper cards. Fortunately, he rummaged through dozens of houses and found a lot of things, and the iron pots and other iron products alone were piled up in a house, and he saw Huang Wenzhi shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

Huang Wen looked at the house in the west full of iron pots and other kinds of iron products, the house in the south was full of dry firewood in a house, and the row of earthen stoves in the east house had a big iron pot on it, and there were some strange things in the house, which made Huang Wen smile bitterly: "It's really crazy!" ”

Zhang Wensong looked at his busy father curiously and asked, "Mom, what is Dad doing?" ”

Huang Wen smiled bitterly: "Papermaking!" ”

"Papermaking?"

"Yes, papermaking. Your dad had a great idea, but he just didn't know if he could make it happen. ”

"Ideas?"

"Yes, Creative!" Huang Wen pulled Zhang Wensong and said, "Okay, let's not disturb your father, let him work here alone, we still have things to do." ”

"Oh." Zhang Wensong reluctantly left.

East Room.

Zhang Lan looked at the things on the ground and on the shelves, his brows furrowed: "Ordinary papermaking techniques are not good, we must find a way to combine those active things together to form a new paper - paper containing active energy." ”

Zhang Lan looked at the things on the ground: dog skins, dog bones, cat skins, cat bones, bird feathers, bird bones, meteorite fragments of different sizes, tree bark, rattan bark........

"Let's boil it first!" Zhang Lan lit an earthen stove, and inside the big iron pot was a pot of red black dog blood, which he wanted to use to boil dog skin, dog bones, bird feathers, bird bones, tree bark, and meteorite fragments.

"Whoa~!"

The fire burned, and an hour later, a large cauldron of black dog blood boiled, and at this time, Zhang Lan put in thirty grams of meteorite fragments and a complete dog skeleton, increased the heat, and gurgled and boiled.

Zhang Lan took a big iron rod again, and began to stir the dog bones and meteorite fragments in the big iron pot, and then added some bird bones and tree bark, and continued to boil, gurgling and turning, and the big iron rod smashed the dog bones and bark.

Three hours later, Zhang Lan added a bucket of dog blood and three grades of dog skin, and then used a big iron rod to pound and stir, and put a trace of vitality into the big iron pot and continued to boil.

Gradually, one black solid after another condensed into the big iron pot, and more and more black solids appeared; After the big iron pot was floating in a black solid, Zhang Lan pushed over the cart, and there was a rectangular, thin, one-millimeter-high iron box on the upper floor, with some small holes at the bottom of the box, and a one-millimeter-high iron box below.

"Whoa~!"

The black solid particles were taken out by Zhang Lan and poured into the iron box, ticking ......., drops of black liquid dripping and falling into the iron box.

Not long after, all the black solid particles in the big iron pot were poured into the iron box, Zhang Lan covered the first iron box, squeezed hard, and the big beads and small beads fell on the jade plate.

When there were no black droplets dripping, Zhang Lan also stopped squeezing, and then pushed the cart, pushed out the east room, and came to the courtyard. Then, Zhang Lan moved a few large stones and placed them evenly on the upper iron lid, squeezing the black solids inside to let them condense.

Zhang Lan turned around and walked into the east room, looked at the pale red liquid in the big iron pot, and smiled: "It's simple, it's rough, but I just don't know if it's okay, forget it, let it be fate." ”