"Damn, cow hair, what's the use!?" Ling Hong dismantled the whole rolling weed, harvested some small branches, very short branches are basically worthless, and some hay and a handful of cow hair, adhering to the principle that no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are also meat, Ling Hong threw them all into the backpack, anyway, there are still a lot of lattices, and if they are not enough, clean them up.

What kind of smell is this, a fishy smell of earth wafts in the wind, with a faint smell of aquatic plants, Ling Hong is overjoyed, there is a water source nearby, and it should be very close, against the direction of the breeze, Ling Hong trotted for a while and saw a big pond, what is even more surprising is that there are three low bushes by the waterhole, on which there are longer red and lovely red fruits!

"Quack~" What sound, Ling Hong noticed that there was a giant field chicken in the bushes, oh no, it should be a frog, the giant frog is about the size of a basketball, stared at the big eyes and blinked twice, it should have found an intruder, and then jumped towards Ling Hong, jumped about a meter, opened his mouth and popped out a long tongue, the tip of the tongue was a meat particle the size of a ping-pong ball, and the tongue seemed to pop out with the sound of breaking wind, so sharp! Ling Hong hurriedly took out a shovel and prepared to fight.

"As soon as I came to this world, I was bullied by a turkey, and a little frog dared to be arrogant!" Ling Hong was ready to fight hard, and the dignity of men could no longer be provoked!

"Ping~" With a crisp sound, the tongue of the giant frog ejected out, Ling Hong struggled with a golden shovel, his hands seemed to be shaken vigorously, such a strong tongue, such a great strength!

Ling Hong couldn't be surprised, because the second ejection came again, because of the preparation, this time it was "Ping~"

Without waiting for the third attack of the giant frog, Ling Hong resisted the huge force, fought hard, and hit directly, the giant frog was knocked five meters away, if it was an ordinary frog that received this blow, it should have broken its five organs and flew out of twenty or thirty meters, this giant frog could still turn its body, as if it only beat him a little dizzy, taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Ling Hong lifted the shovel and rushed up to smash it, about four or five times, the frog finally did not move, and the defense was really strong enough, so many violent attacks turned out to be only a little skin on the outside, but the bones and internal organs in the body should be broken, and a big meal was close at hand！

After looking around to confirm the safety of the surroundings, Ling Hong dared to carefully inspect his trophies, in addition to the giant frog whose size is much larger than that of a normal frog, there is also that super aggressive tongue, and the others do not look much different from ordinary frogs, the frog legs in the famine game are edible, plus a small amount of hunger, Ling Hong thought about it again and again and decided to give up the other parts of the giant frog except for the hands and feet, if even the frog meat can't be eaten, then the rest of the meat in the famine world should not be edible, then it is better to let it die directly, as a new socialist five good young man let Ling Hong eat tree fruits all the time, radish is unimaginable, Ling Hong didn't have time to find a carnivore now to experiment on whether the frog meat could be eaten, and it was a big deal to die.

After collecting the red fruits on the surrounding bushes, Ling Hong now has thirteen red fruits and a giant frog the size of a basketball, eating raw frog meat must be forgotten, so now Ling Hong is ready to start a fire, the little red fruit he ate for lunch has already been digested, and he needs to prepare dinner in advance, there is a small pond here, let's spend the night here tonight, and raise the fire first.

Making a fire is a meticulous job, and it also requires full patience, Ling Hong usually doesn't look at Bei Ye's wilderness survival, but he didn't expect it to be useful. Ling Hong took out the two sets of branches in his backpack and some hay from the windweeds, as well as a handful of yak hair. Then find a dry branch with a straight length of your thumb, rub the small sand and gravel on the ground to smooth the branch, and select a dry branch about one decimeter thick in the two groups of branches, use a golden axe to make a groove in the thicker branch, and then just enough to insert the small branch, if there is a knife, the axe is really inconvenient, Ling Hong has broken it several times, not that the hole is too big, the branch was broken, why is it so difficult, Ling Hong glanced at the frog's legs, and felt full of energy again.

After tossing for almost half an hour, he finally barely managed to find a branch that could be used to rub, Ling Hong breathed a sigh of relief, because he was afraid that the raw meat would deteriorate quickly in this weather, so he hurriedly started to make a fire, grabbed the small branch with his palms, and began to rub, and his arm began to ache in less than a minute, but he couldn't stop, insisted on insisting that Ling Hong constantly encouraged himself, after ten minutes, he felt that his hands were about to be wasted, he stopped and took a look, why there was no smoke at all, let alone black hot charcoal shavings.

"Is there something wrong, am I missing something? How can there be such a playful person in the famine, it is so difficult to make a fire, and it will be killed directly by the shadow monster at night!" Ling Hong was about to collapse, "Why don't you go to the neighborhood to find the flint first, it should be fine if you have flint!" At this time, Ling Hong's mind flashed, yes, you can add some crushed sand to increase the friction in it, it turns out that this step was missed.

Just do it, Ling Hong started to make a fire for the second time...

"It's smoking! It's smoking!"

"Work harder, I see the black carbon that comes out of the friction is on fire!"

"Persistence...... I'm going to collapse!, there's not enough black charcoal, hold on, my poor hands!"

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Finally, before his hands were about to be wasted, Ling Hong had collected enough charcoal, and Ling Hong carefully put the charcoal fire on the cow hair that was more likely to catch fire, he didn't want to fall short because of a little accident. Slowly a little white smoke came out of the cow hair, and then the smoke became bigger and bigger, a trace of fire appeared, and then the cow hair point was completely ignited, Ling Hong hurriedly put the fire down, put some hay and branches on it, the flame became bigger and bigger, and a simple small bonfire was completed, looking at the raging flame, and then looking at his own hot hands, Ling Hong couldn't help but burst into tears......

It took most of the afternoon to complete the first fire in his life, what could be more proud than being able to raise the fire in the wild? Ling Hong couldn't help but be proud, put enough branches, Ling Hong was ready to start processing frog meat, the meat of the frog's legs was undoubtedly the most delicious existence, because of the huge size, of course the frog's hand could not let go, it was probably the size of a chicken's full wings, after all, where was the size, as for the other parts of the frog, Ling Hong thought about it or forget it, after all, it was not the pervert of Bei Ye's whole live frog eaten raw... After using an axe as a kitchen knife and cutting off the frog's hands and legs, Ling Hong buried the other parts with soil, otherwise it would not stink well. After washing the frog meat in the pond, it's time to cook this frog feast!

String the frog legs with branches, one branch at a time, a frog leg is one size bigger than a chicken's whole leg, dinner is definitely full! If there is salt and pepper, chili powder or something is perfect, Ling Hong thought contentedly.

Seeing that the frog meat began to whiten little by little, a trace of meat fragrance began to overflow, and the stomach screamed a few times, to fill the stomach with fruit before a meal, Ling Hong took out two red fruits from the backpack and gnawed them first, in order to prevent the turkey from stealing the fruit, the backpack is the safest.

The taste of frog meat is not bad when grilled, but there is a little less salt, I don't know if there is salt in the world of famine, maybe I can go to the beach to dry a little, I don't know if it's feasible, at least in the short term, don't think too much. After eating a frog leg, his stomach was a little full, Ling Hong planned to keep the other frog leg first, after all, he was born in sorrow and died in peace, and it was not yet the time when the food was abundant, Ling Hong then roasted the two frog hands and put them in the backpack together, and only occupied one square in the backpack, which should be classified as frog meat, Ling Hong looked at the bonfire, and the two groups of branches he picked up were burned directly, would it be a bit of a luxury, and then go get some fuel.

Ling Hong felt that he was a hard-working little bee, with so many trees around, Ling Hong picked up his axe and directly found a tree that was not big or very small by the bonfire to practice first. It took nearly half an hour to finally put down the tree, almost didn't exhaust Ling Hong to death, the sun had already begun to set, and the surroundings had begun to darken, and it was necessary to speed up the progress, and it took a lot of hands and feet to cut down the brackets of the tree, maybe a hammock could be built, I don't know what the night of famine was like, anyway, it must be right to open the ground a little farther away.

After thinking about it again and again, Ling Hong decided to sleep on the tree at night, and lit a bonfire under the tree, Ling Hong used the cut branches to build a simple bed on the fork of another tree to prevent himself from falling over and falling down when he slept at night, and fixed it with bark between the branches, as long as the action is not too big, it should not fall apart, Ling Hong looked at the bed, very satisfied, although it looked a little rough, it should be said that it was miserable, but at least there was a safe place to sleep at night.

The sky was almost completely dark, Ling Hong lay on the bed and looked at the flames under the trees, everything was silent, there were no birds, no frogs, only the sound of the flames burning wood was heard, this was the first day of coming to this world, because of the fire on the palm, the tree was cut and two blisters were grinded, lying on the bed as if it was falling apart, and the incomparable loneliness swallowed up this little young man who had no worries about food and clothing, and was pampered by his parents. I don't know if I will be able to see my parents and that silly sister in my lifetime, the most terrible thing in this world may not be the fierce beasts and the shortage of food, maybe it is the despair of being lonely to death......

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