No one knows the answer to this question. While all the hunters knew that salt was a precious thing that came entirely from the Sea Tribe, no one knew exactly where they were.

The only thing they know is that the Sea Tribes are coming from the East. It is said to be their homeland – the sea.

In desperation, Tianxiang could only settle for the next best thing, and used the method of baking to preserve a large number of dried insect meat.

Although, to do so, consumes a lot of fuel.

Something that can burn is everywhere in the dark world. Wood, scraps of paper, waste garbage, and the dried remains of many insects that have died can be burned. But the problem is, it's quite a hassle to collect these things. Especially now, when you roast a large amount of insect meat at once, you need more fuel.

Several days of collection, although a lot of fuel was obtained. However, all the combustibles around the base were swept away. In other words, even if they get more worm meat in the future, the tribesmen will have to travel farther to find fuel. The cruel reality made Tianxiang have to dispel the idea of roasting to preserve the insect meat again. Because, on the one hand, it is too wasteful. On the other hand, the people must face another threat that is even greater than starvation.

Because, winter is coming.

From the previous few solar days, Tianxiang clearly felt that the warmth contained in that ray of sunshine was significantly less than in the past. Moreover, due to the accumulation of clouds, the sunlight that can be projected to the ground on solar days is becoming less and less rare. Until the last time the sun appeared, it was completely blocked by the clouds. Only a few slightly bright shadows appeared lazily on the ground.

In contrast, the cold, hidden behind the warmth, also looks more and more insolent. The cold wind that caresses through the face can always make people feel a shivering chill. In such a situation, the fuel that can be used for heating is even more precious.

Since food cannot be roasted and stored for a long time, it is also necessary to get a batch of enough prey to eat after winter. After all, in the case of extremely low temperatures, the quality of the food is completely guaranteed to not rot for a long time.

Therefore, there are two things that have become the most troublesome problems for Tianxiang at present.

The collection of fuel is clearly one of them. But the problem is that with the current cold weather, it is obviously impossible to lead the people out to find more fuel. Not to mention any post-winter hunting. The clothes on their bodies are already quite thin, and even when they usually walk outside, they are shivering from the cold. As for picking up a cold throwing gun to hunt for food, it is simply unthinkable.

Clothes! I need winter clothes that can withstand the cold!

This is the biggest question that has been hovering in Tianxiang's mind for a few days. It is also the most serious problem that the entire community urgently needs to solve. If this winter does not survive, then this newborn small tribe will also die out forever.

There are some good quality combat uniforms in the secret warehouse of the curator's room. This kind of clothing is quite warm, but the number of them is not large, and it is not enough to meet the requirement of one hand. Tianxiang calculated that there were only twenty-four combat uniforms left. Compared to a hundred people, the difference is too great.

There is a lot of cotton for textile in the automatic garment factory at Base 2. However, none of them have undergone any treatment and cannot be worn. The main thing is that it is too far away from the current place of residence. His clansmen simply can't support it there in the cold. Moreover, in a base that lacks energy, it is difficult to imagine what kind of psychological pressure that boundless darkness will bring to the hunters in it.

What's more, when Tianxiang left, the computer had clearly told him that he had no extra energy. Therefore, the difficulty of successfully opening the base and getting the cotton in it is undoubtedly more unimaginable than the feat of moving mountains and reclaiming the sea in the novels of the ancients.

During this time, Tianxiang did the most every day was to desperately search for the information that the computer had instilled in him. He wanted to find a solution to his current predicament. Therefore, everything about cloth weaving and cloth manufacturing was turned over by him.

From the earliest use of leaves by the ancients to the later large-scale textile industrialization, all the processes and technologies are very clear. He even knew how a cotton seed should be cultivated, harvested, blended into yarn and eventually woven into cloth. He knew all the knowledge and procedures in it. Even if it was an ancient textile factory director, I am afraid that he would not know more than he did.

Not only that, but he also knew that many other things like animal hair or plant fibers could also be used as raw materials for textiles. And the woven fabric has a pretty good effect on keeping out the cold.

But the problem is, he doesn't have all these things. Even if there were, there were no ready-made machines to spin them into cloth. What's more, even if he had these machines, I'm afraid he wouldn't have enough energy to activate them.

In other words, the new patriarch has nothing. Some are just heads full of ideas and thoughts.

For several days in a row, Tianxiang was leading his people to hunt desperately. However, compared to the original activity of simply hunting for meat, the current hunting has obviously added many other elements.

Trichinella, which is an insect that feeds entirely on plants. Like other herbivorous bugs, Trichinella is a social creature. This insect is not very large, and even if it grows to adulthood, it is only thirty or forty centimeters. Compared to the large herbivorous insects, it is a small creature. And, in the eyes of many carnivores, the skinny trichinella is simply one of the easiest foods to hunt.

However, in general, hunters don't usually target this kind of bug. On the one hand, there is really not much meat on this bug. More importantly, it is because of its social characteristics.

In the dark world, a large number of herbivorous insects are far more terrifying than a powerful carnivorous insect.

Of course, this refers to hunters who live alone.

For several days, Tianxiang and all the clansmen who could participate in the hunt were desperately hunting the trichinella near their residence. A group of strong hunters, coupled with a few powerful assault rifles, made the whole hunt a suspense-free one. Often, after two rows of throwing guns in a volley, a few squad leaders with guns temporarily stop the bugs' frantic counterattack. At this time, the pitchers who had retreated threw steel spears like raindrops of steel again. After repeating it several times, the huge swarm of trichinella can only be left with a few poor insects that are completely frightened and stand in a daze.

The hunting party was bringing back a large number of Trichinella insects every day, and the daily transfer of knowledge in the base was temporarily suspended. The elderly and the young people left behind also joined in the work of sorting out the insect corpses.

Because, according to the new patriarch, these insects will bring warmth to the entire tribe and bring hope for a smooth winter.

Although, many people still have a lot of skepticism about such statements. After all, using bugs to keep out the cold is something they've never heard of.

Continuous hunting, with great results. More than seven thousand Trichinella were transported back to the base. According to Tianxiang's order, all the clansmen stopped hunting. Because, in the coming days, all they have to do is to take advantage of the fact that the insect corpses are still rotting and stinking. Separate the edible pieces of meat from the parts you need and wash them completely.

Like other herbivorous insects, Trichinella has a thin carapace on its body surface. This seems to have become an inherent trait of all bugs. Of course, bugs that can be named after swirling hairs are bound to have their differences. On the tail of their body, there is also a thick mass of fine soft hairs about five or six centimeters long and about ten centimeters in diameter.

This is the goal of Tianxiang. To be exact, it should be just one part of the goal. Because, as long as you open the carapace that covers the surface of the trichinella's body, you can find that the inside of this strange insect's body, that is, the reverse side of the carapace connected to the flesh, also grows a thick layer of hair. It feels like a smooth leather jacket with a fluff lining.

This kind of thing is no secret. Every hunter has had experience in hunting trichinella, and they naturally know that this insect has hairs on its body. However, for these things that can neither be eaten nor worn, they often discard them, or throw them into the fire to use as fuel.

What Tianxiang wants is these fluffs that grow inside the insect's body.

If you're a first-time visitor to the base, you'll be amazed by what you see. From the elderly to children, everyone is busy. But it's an orderly and unchaotic busyness. You see, hundreds of hunters are divided into small groups. A series of treatments were carried out on the huge mountain of insect corpses. From the initial dissection of the worm's body, to the later separation of meat and shell, and then to the subsequent hair removal, shell scraping, and finally the removal of the worm's internal organs. All of them show the competence and talent of the entire event organizers.

Pipeline operations. This is a new method that Tianxiang obtains from the information in his head.

More than 7,000 bugs, 180 people. Even if all the people are busy and exhausted, they can only clean up most of them in a limited time. The only way to get what you want before winter comes and the worms rot is to follow the assembly line of the ancients.

This has proven to work.

The melt hair scraped from the shell had been piled up into several black hills. Because they were soaked in insect blood, they were completely glued together, like a stiff brush. To the touch, there is also a rather rough poking feeling.

The insect feathers taken down in this way are just the raw materials that Tianxiang wants. A raw material that has not yet been processed.

There is a well in the interior of the abandoned base. Its source is a river that meanders through the ruins less than 500 meters from here. Although the water is cold, it is clean. Best of all, the water is drinkable.

In the corner of the base is a toilet built by the ancients. Tianxiang tried, and the whole drainage system there was quite perfect. After cleaning, it can already be used for wastewater discharge. And now, they have to take on additional tasks.

Several huge iron pots were placed in front of the drain, and the blazing fire boiled the pots full of water. Under Tianxiang's command, the hunters brought piles of black and hard insect hairs, threw them into warm water mixed with hot and cold water, carefully washed them, and rubbed them repeatedly. Wash off any traces of blood left on it and rub out any remaining oil from the fluff.

This process is quite critical. Tianxiang repeatedly told that the cleaning must be careful and meticulous, and the fat contained in the fluff must be completely removed. Because only in this way will the hair be soft and soft, and it will not have that hard and prickly feeling when worn on the body.

Soap, laundry detergent, detergent。。。。。。 These things would not be unfamiliar to any of the ancients. For them, it's simply an essential part of their daily lives. It's also the key to laundry.

It's hard to imagine that a piece of extremely dirty clothing can be restored to its original clean state without the help of these things, relying only on clean water to wash it.

Tianxiang hadn't seen these things, but he knew they had existed. As for the production formula, you can memorize it even with your eyes closed. But it didn't work, I was afraid that even if he memorized the process of producing soap 10,000 times, it would be impossible for a piece of soap to appear out of thin air.

The only way is to rely on yourself.

Soaphorn, this is a thing that has been mentioned repeatedly in the knowledge of the ancients. According to them, it is the raw material used to make soap, and it is also a must-have for those who lived in a time longer than the ancients, and used it to wash their clothes. Moreover, this thing is very natural and comes entirely from plants.

People living in a dark world also need to wash their clothes. The cleaning agent they use is also a kind of soaphorn with the same name. It's just that Tianxiang doesn't know whether the soaphorn he uses is the same thing as the soaphorn used by ancient humans. After all, from the looks of it, the difference between the two is just too great. Not to mention anything else, but in terms of its size. The current soaphorn is already much larger than the same kind of item mentioned by the ancients. Also, the shape has changed a lot.

Regardless, this is the only thing in the hunting world that can be used to remove stains.

Although the Saponaria tree is ubiquitous, it does not bear fruit for long. Although every hunter knows what this kind of thing does, they don't carry much with them. After all, this is not food.

Fortunately, Liu Rui's ethnic group has a lot of soaphorns. According to him, as long as it is something that the clansmen need, it should be included in the ranks of reserves. However, it is precisely because of this that the cleaning of insect hair can be successfully completed.

Blanching, pulping, drying, dehydration。。。。。。 After a series of processes, the originally blackened insect feathers also become slightly whitish. This is mainly due to the complete removal of the attached fat from the hair roots. Moreover, the hard poke feeling of piercing people is completely gone, replaced by a kind of softness and softness.

However, they still can't be worn on the body. Because, after all, this is insect hair, not a lumpy cloth. In order to be able to use it, there is one last necessary process to be completed.

A few days ago, Tianxiang asked Zhan Feng to lead people and cut down several big trees near the base. Use the wood to make several heavy wooden hammers. Of course, that kind of huge weight is simply not something that human beings can lift. In order to use them smoothly, it is necessary to rely on the power of machinery.

A wire tie rod, a scrap iron fulcrum, plus a set of pretty practical pulleys. One of the simplest and most labor-saving wooden mortars has appeared.

"Step on it, step on it, and let go." This is another task that Tianxiang assigned to his clansmen.

Hunters are curious about this strange contraption. Especially when they saw that Yi Tianrou's weak figure could gently step on the wooden mortar, they showed extremely surprised looks. After all, they had never heard of such a huge and heavy object being used as a toy by a child less than ten years old.

Lever principle. One of the simplest and most practical of ancient technologies.

Four huge wooden mortars, day and night, repeatedly beat and crush the insect feathers that lay flat on the ground. This is Tianxiang's inspiration from a kind of thing called "wool felt" produced by the ancients.

(Tonight, my old black friend got married, and I had no choice but to give out a red envelope full of banknotes with blood and sweat in my eyes full of tears.) Therefore, the evening part is sent out in the morning, and the number does not decrease. I hope the votes are still supported. For the motivation of my writing, for the sake of being able to read more happily in the future, and for the damn red envelope that I am reluctant to pay but still have to pay. )