Chapter 9 Fushou Snail

As I mentioned last time, there is an extremely fast river about ten meters wide blocking my way. There are only two options in front of me right now www.biquge.info One is to keep going and find a way to cross the river. The other is to back off and go back to the beach and continue to wait for rescue.

I'm not the kind of person who sits idly by. On this desert island, where the movement of the sun has no laws at all, I do not believe that it can be saved. Or that the chances of being rescued are too slim. Slim to negligible.

It's my character to be bold.

So when it comes to crossing the river, I have also said it before. Either take a small bridge and fly over. Obviously I can't fly. Then only the first option remains.

It would be even more difficult for me to build a bridge that could cross a river more than ten meters wide than for me to go back to the college entrance examination now. All I have to do now is choose a direction and walk along the river. Of course, it doesn't matter if you go with the opposite. Anyway, I'm in a very bad situation right now, and no matter how bad it is, it won't get much worse.

If I weren't on a desert island right now, I would be on a large continent. Then it's actually very good to walk in either direction of the river. Because the ancestors of human beings have lived along water and grass since the beginning. As long as you follow the river, you cannot return to the civilized world.

But the situation is different now. It's a desert island. I followed the river to my death, and the most I could do was find the mouth of the river. Nothing to do. However, if you walk along the river, I have the opportunity to come across some bends or narrow places. As long as the width is reduced, it is still easier to build a bridge.

Or maybe I was even able to find a section of the river with a slow flow. Not only did I have to build bridges, but I might also be able to take a shower.

Perfect.

Then go upstream.

The river in front of you is so turbulent now, which means that the upstream is definitely high. Walking upstream, either I will encounter a particularly high cliff or I will climb a slope with a relatively high slope.

Either way, it's great for me. Once the highest point of the river is crossed, the remaining section of the river will be several times smoother than it is now.

However, it also proved my suspicions.

I trekked almost four or five kilometers upstream, and finally came to a gentle section of the river at about four o'clock in the afternoon.

Of course, I don't have a concept of time now. It might be five or six o'clock by now.

Without the aid of a clock, the concept of time is lost in three days at most. Besides, the trajectory of the sun on this desert island I am on is still so unreliable. I can only barely discern the time it was in.

Not much else. It's almost dark now. I don't have time to cross the river anymore.

Crossing the river in a body of water that is not known if it is safe or not, especially at night. This is undoubtedly a send-off.

What if there are piranhas in this river? If I go down, the only difference between it and the big meat dumplings is that the dumplings still have a layer of skin. Lao Tzu is directly a big meat.

The only thing that can be done now is to wait. After tonight, find a way to cross the river tomorrow.

Oh, forgot to say a word. Although the flow rate of this section of the river is gentle, the width does not decrease as a result. Coupled with the fact that I didn't know the water conditions, I couldn't swim through. That's where I have to build a bridge. But the tool I have now is just a diving knife. If you want to build a bridge, it will probably take a week with the tools I have at hand. So after a night of consideration, I decided to go with a different approach. That is to build a raft.

Well, here's what to do the next day. This is not mentioned for now. Now it's time for you to look forward to the most. That's dinner.

It's been almost a fucking month since I've been on this desert island. I'm completely indifferent to picnics and barbecues now. But even so, I still have to forage for food.

With this morning's lesson, I don't want to eat bugs tonight.

God knows what kind of bugs we're eating tonight. If another big bug lies on my chest early tomorrow morning, it will be a hard time.

My current location is close to the river. Then I naturally have to use local materials.

It's always the old way. Lotus head, fish to eat.

Of course, I couldn't have gone down to fish until I figured out how safe the waters were. The only way to do this is to stand on the shore and stick a fish with an earthen spear in your hand.

It's a technical job. The refraction of light by the water caused me to misjudge the position of the fish underwater. The end result was that not even a single fish scale was caught.

It's hard to beat.

To be honest, I was ready to go hungry at night. But just as I was about to turn back, I found something good.

River snails.

This creature that grows in shallow water and tastes ...... It's good to cook and eat. I just don't know how to eat it baked.

This kind of river snail is called Fushou snail in my hometown. It is two or three times larger than the ordinary snail on the market. Some are even larger, and two snails can fill a palm.

I've never eaten this snail. When I was a child, I followed my grandfather to the river to fish. I'm not good at water, so I play in the shallow water. When I was bored, I fished up a big bag of Fushou snails. I thought it would be a stir-fried meal when I took it back. I didn't expect it all to be thrown away by my grandmother.

But as for why you don't let me eat it. Grandma's reasoning is that small children can't eat it.

But I'm grown up now...... I can eat it.

There are still a lot of snails in this river. There are also some that I can't name. I didn't dare to pick up this kind of snail rashly and take it back to fill my stomach. God knows if there's a parasite or something. If you eat it and pull it out again, it's all twisted and twisted on the side of your buttocks......

it, the picture is so beautiful.

I picked up a large handful of Fushou snails by the river and came back. In order to prevent them from running away on the shore, I decided that Mr. would take them all and then set up a makeshift shelter.

The temporary shelter to be built cannot be by the river. Because I don't know what the flood season of this river is, if I choose to be by the river, and in the middle of the night the water suddenly rises and pushes me downstream. Then my day's journey has not been in vain. Besides, there are some big rocks in this river later. The river pushed me directly and slapped me against the stones, wouldn't that just shoot me to death? It's not cost-effective.

I chose a temporary shelter on a tree more than 20 meters from the river. The place is not as good as last night though. But after all, it can stay away from the ground and be undisturbed by reptiles.

You must know that in a primeval forest like this, it is actually safe during the day. The danger is at night. At night, all kinds of nocturnal animals come out to feed.

And a beautiful human like me is undoubtedly what they are looking forward to.