Although it is not very practical, it is very suitable for this time, that is, the great ancestors' great creation to end the life of the era of Ru Mao and drinking blood - drilling wood for fire. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Suiren clan's drilling wood for fire was a great progress in the history of human civilization, but now it has become a life skill that Mo Ran must learn.

It is really not easy to drill wood to make fire, and Mo Ran has a great understanding at this moment. A large pile of dried firewood is piled aside, and the soft dead wood is smashed open to reveal the middle part of the wood pith, and a groove appears when removed, so that it is not easy to derail.

Some dead leaves and hay for fire were placed under the wood, and a small wooden stick with relatively high hardness was found, and Mo Ran began to learn from the ancients to drill wood to make fire.

hummed for a long time, but there was no flame, not even a little green smoke came out, but Mo Ran's little hands were almost rubbed off a layer of skin by himself.

Although he knew all the general knowledge, he didn't know how difficult it was to put it into practice.

After resting for a while, he continued to work hard, his eyes stared directly at the fresh rabbit meat on the wooden shelf, this is his only motivation at the moment, if he wants to eat meat?

From the burning at the beginning, to the severe pain in his hands, and then to the final numbness, Mo Ran felt that his hands were no longer his own, why was it so difficult to eat rabbit meat?

Mo Ran, who was wandering outside the world and kept moving in his hands, suddenly smelled a fragrant smell, the smell of burning wood, just like the feeling of struck a match that he liked to smell the most when he was a child.

I was pleasantly surprised to come back to my senses, wisps of green smoke had risen from the dead wood, which was a good phenomenon, proving that I had not done useless work, and there would definitely be flames if I persisted.

Ignoring the pain in his hands, Mo Ran, who was full of joy, devoted himself to the plan of drilling wood for fire, and the best way to support combustion was to have sufficient oxygen, his hands moved faster and faster, and his mouth kept blowing towards the place where the drill wood touched.

A red and yellow flame appeared on the prepared dead leaves like the first dawn of the new century, and more dead leaves were carefully added to the small fire, lest the wind blow them out if they were a little bigger. At this moment, Mo Ran was like taking care of a tender and delicate child.

The flames grew stronger and stronger, gradually spreading to the size of a fist.

Grab a handful of hay and set it on fire and put it into the firewood pile that had been prepared on the side, from small to large, from small to coarse, the fire became bigger and bigger, and the whole cave was unusually bright and illuminated.

Mo Ran just wanted to jump up and yell a few times to vent his excitement, he couldn't believe that he could really do it, although he had a foundation of knowledge, but whether he could do it or not, he didn't know the bottom in his heart.

Without further delay, the prepared rabbit meat rack was put on the fire and the barbecue began.

Although the igniting green smoke choked him and made him cough and tears, the excited expression on his face did not fade in the slightest, but as the smell of flesh dissipated a little bit, the heat in his eyes intensified.

The golden oil and water on the rabbit meat continued to gather and drip as it was roasted, and it fell on the fire with a sizzling sound, fueling the flames.

The aroma of meat constantly whetted Mo Ran's appetite, the taste buds were stimulated and constantly secreted saliva, the Adam's apple was stirring for a while, and he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, let alone rabbit meat, although he was extremely unbearable, he still held back the desire in his heart and waited for it to be completely roasted.

Finally, in the thick smoke, a wisp of unstoppable meat fragrance spread.

The scorching breath was close at hand, and at the same time, it also deeply tempted Mo Ran, and he desperately tore off a piece and swallowed it in his mouth.

"Hiss~" The fiery feeling filled his mouth with some dryness, and it was so hot that Mo Ran took a long breath.

It was easy to swallow this mouthful of hot rabbit meat into his stomach, Mo Ran couldn't help but be a little disappointed, although this rabbit meat was fragrant, but it tasted like chewing wax, and there was no taste at all.

Sighing in disappointment, let's eat it first, I can't get any effective seasoning for the time being, although the salt can be obtained, but it is not something that can be available in a while, and I will find a way later.

A meal that is not delicious is full of oil, and the mood is comfortable.

It's been a long time since I've felt like this, and even Mo Ran has a little doubt that his appetite has become smaller these days.

Put the remaining half of the rabbit meat on the simple wooden rack, go to the stream and drink a few sips of fresh water, Mo Ran, who is full of water and food, breathes a long sigh of relief, and continues to work hard after a short rest, it is still necessary to take precautions on this dangerous island, a rabbit can not last long, at most tomorrow morning will continue to return to the original life.

Mo Ran, who had enjoyed a full meal, naturally didn't want to go back to the life of that herbivore.

The making of tools and the continued development of traps are necessary, which is the source of his future life, and he has to pay attention to it.

At the same time, Mo Ran is also considering more advanced hunting methods, and it is not a way to always wait for rabbits. You have to have a way to provide yourself with food for a long time, so that you can safely explore other areas.

But what can he do now to ensure a long-term reserve of living resources?

It's impossible to grow food! How can I not even grow seeds? Besides, I can't wait that long.

Since planting is not realistic, it can only be through the method of breeding, think about it carefully, what are you able to do?

First of all, the kind of jackal-like thing that I encountered on the first day of coming here is definitely not realistic, and it is not certain who will eat who by then.

The second is the rabbit, but the wild rabbit is relatively large, not easy to feed, and whether it can be fed in the end depends on luck, but this is also a method worth considering.

And then there's the thing that never lacks in the sea – fish.

Although it is more troublesome to breed saltwater fish, but in general it is a more reliable one, although this cycle is not short, but it is also a good choice to catch more as a strategic reserve grain.

Do what you think, this is Mo Ran's style of acting.

First, I went to the beach to look at the market situation, and in the end, is fish farming a strategy that can be implemented? Although the result is not too satisfying, it is not disappointing, there are many fish in the shallows, but most of them are very small, and even if they are cultivated, it is difficult to form a scale.

But Mo Ran also discovered another good thing, crabs.

Unless it is a certain species, the average sea crab is not too fast on the beach, and it can basically catch up with it by trotting two steps, which is much easier than fishing.

Mo Ran, who had brought two back, turned them over and pressed them under the small stones, so that they would not run away. First of all, I put down the work at hand, and first built a nest for the crabs, which was very simple, an irregular cage was enclosed with stones, as long as it prevented them from escaping, and the location was chosen downstream of the stream, so that there would be no shortage of water and would not pollute the water source.

As for fishing, after several attempts without success, Mo Ran gave up decisively.

Now that you don't have the tools, do you have to catch fish with your hands? It's a waste of time.

Although he doesn't have much to worry about food and lodging now, he also has a lot of things to do, how can he spend so much time on this illusory thing.

I found a thin piece of stone and continued to reclaim new traps, but there was no chance that many traps would be more than one. Now all the traps don't have spikes, otherwise they will die if they fall, and they will raise a fart.

Eating meat is effective, jumping all afternoon, and even digging a new trap, when the sun sets, it is only a little tired, in the past, such a large physical labor is estimated to have fallen to the ground and convulsed and foaming at the mouth.

In the next few days, a total of three rabbits were harvested, but Mo Ran was not willing to eat, they were bred in captivity, and the blessing of the heavens, although they jumped around irritable every day, but fortunately they were not dead, but the crabs that were well raised died.

This made Mo Ran a little helpless, he still took it for granted, sea crabs originally lived in the sea, and they never lived long in a freshwater environment.

It's not that he didn't want to build a pond, but without waterproofing measures, even if he dug a big hole, he couldn't keep the water at all, and he didn't want to do anything if he kept the water in the pond every day. What's more, there is no bucket here, holding a large leaf to hand water back and forth?

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On this island, you can't feel the alternation of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the four seasons are like spring, and the concept of time is weakened to the limit here, but Mo Ran insists on recording time every day. He laid out four boxes separated from the pebbles, with the number of days on the far right and the days, weeks, months, and years from right to left. Small twigs are used as recording units.

It's not that Mo Ran has a strong sense of time, he has his own ideas, because he is afraid that if he continues to live like this, he will gradually get lost and eventually become a primitive person. I'm talking to the air every day, and even if I'm a little suspicious, I don't want to drive myself crazy because of loneliness.

The more traps are built, the more the harvest is bigger, and the sweat and physical strength that can be paid are also extremely considerable. The little boy who was originally white and innocent is now a little dark-skinned, and the calluses on his hands have been stacked with a thick layer.

And today's rabbit breeding has also been quite large-scale, more than 20 rabbits in the expanded pen is not happy, there is no shortage of plants here, as long as they throw some leaves and grass every day, wild things are good, not picky eaters.

Mo Ran's life has also improved a lot, not counting the captivity, the income brought to him by the trap is enough to meet his daily needs, and even wealth, and the salt has already been settled, although there are no other seasonings, but now Mo Ran is a little used to this kind of life.

But it is impossible to live like this for the rest of his life, the exploration will continue, and if he can't be sure that there is no one on this island for a day, Mo Ran's heart will not be at peace, he will always be an outsider, and if he can't understand the area he lives in, it will be difficult for him to rest assured.

Heading towards the center of the island!