Early morning on the sixth day of survival in Banna Rainforest.

Bi Fang had a splitting headache, came to a fire pit, poured clean water into it, and under the reflection of the water surface, his eyes were full of bloodshots.

"Fucking bad luck."

I thought I had found a good place, but I didn't expect it, Bi Fang opened the live broadcast room tiredly, and habitually poured out early.

The ugly country on the other side of the ocean, Peter was just about to go to bed when he received a live broadcast notice from Bi Fang, hesitated, and withdrew his hand to turn off the lights.

"Well, just watch it for half an hour, and then watch it for another half hour and go to sleep."

Pulling over the cushion and sitting on the bed, Peter quickly opened the app, and just clicked on it, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor.

Peter shuddered, and was electrocuted to the light.

Let's go.

The room was plunged into darkness.

After a while, my aunt's voice came from outside the door: "Peter? Still not sleeping? ”

Peter was extremely embarrassed, but he didn't dare to answer, and directly covered his head in the quilt.

"If you can't get up from school tomorrow, you're doomed."

After waiting for a moment, the footsteps faded away, leaving only the sound of panting in the dark room.

Peter took a light breath, lifted the quilt, picked up his phone again, and just clicked on it, in the dark room, a pair of strange scarlet eyes filled the entire large screen, staring at him.

A strange scream rang out, and Peter buried himself in the quilt again and screamed.

"I don't dare to stay up late playing with my phone anymore!"

......

[I'm rubbing, what's going on, old man? Eyes so red? 】

[What did you do at night?] Do it like this? 】

[Nima's, as soon as I came in, a pair of bloody eyes stared at me, startling me, fortunately it was broad daylight]

The audience was frightened, and they didn't understand why Bifang did it like this in one night and stayed up late?

No, everyone stays up late to play with their mobile phones, and when they go to work, what are they doing staying up late in the rainforest?

It's dark and dangerous.

Bi Fang scratched his messy hair, yawned, and after not sleeping well, the whole person was listless, and in the face of the audience's questions, he stood up and followed the residual smell in the air to a group of audiences.

Among the many dead leaves and vines, a purple plant had fallen to the ground, and it looked as if it had been destroyed, and its roots had been repeatedly smashed by something.

"No, it's this thing, I haven't slept well all night."

Thinking of last night's scene, Bi Fang was angry in his heart, he had slept well in the middle of the night, but he was suddenly awakened by a foul smell.

Good guys, it's not your average stinking, it's like a pile of dead fish piled together, poured with dung, and baked in a large dryer underneath, with a unique smell that endures.

As soon as he woke up, Bi Fang still didn't know why, thinking that something strange had happened, he trembled and lit a torch to search nearby, and followed the smell to find the plant in front of him.

Of course, it was certainly not like this when I first found out, and it still grows well.

Bi Fang's nose is so sensitive, how can he stand this, everyone is almost useless, and he is all cut down in a fit of anger.

Unfortunately, the smell had spread, and in the second half of the night, Bi Fang could only struggle, unable to sleep, and was tormented.

At this moment, Bi Fang's nose was a little urned: "It is very dangerous to travel in the rainforest at night, that is, I can't distinguish the direction, and it is easy to encounter animals that come out to hunt, as a result, I can only stay in the hollow of the tree, and then sprinkle some citronella grass crumbs around, hoping to relieve it." ”

[Hahaha, I'm sorry, I can't help it]

[Ah this, how stinky does this have to be, to be so stinky that I can't sleep]

[Wait, I think I've seen this thing, is it konjac?] 】

Bi Fang nodded: "Wart handle konjac, Araceae, first blooms and then leaves, the flowers are huge, and the flowers will suddenly heat up and release a foul smell at night, so as to attract pollinators. ”

Attracting pollinators?

"Poof."

Gu Chao

In the subway, a certain audience member who was watching the live broadcast suddenly burst out laughing, and only after seeing that the eyes of the people around him were looking at him, he was embarrassed to restrain his smile.

[We police officers are professionally trained, no matter how funny we are, we won't laugh, unless we can't help it, hahahaha! 】

[What is a vivid image, tactical backlash]

Bi Fang sighed, only feeling tired, but he didn't expect that the real danger here was not the Zhoushan cobra, this was this little konjac flower.

"Forget it, cut it all, let's not waste it."

My luck is really not good, and the wart stem konjac generally enters the rapid growth period when the rainy season comes, giving off a fishy smell like rotten fish.

And most peculiarly, the inside of the inflorescence heats up quickly, and with the help of heat, the odor is released, attracting carrion-loving flies and beetles to come and feed on the pollen.

It's really baked directly, and you can imagine how torturous the taste is.

The most outrageous thing is that the blooming time of an inflorescence is only about 3 to 4 days, and it does not bloom early or late, and it happens to be bumped into by itself.

"Although I was tortured overnight, there is also good news, many farmers have encountered wart konjac in the wild, and they will bring them back to be used as pig feed, which has a good effect on fattening. Moreover, its tubers are rich in starch and can also be used as an adhesive in industry. ”

[Ah this, pig feed, this can be eaten]

[Pigs and humans are omnivores, why can't they be eaten]

[It feels weird, it's still Fang Shen, you can eat anything]

"What's this, I haven't replenished carbs for a long time, and I'm not feeling good all over my body, just right, I can take it away this time, just like I met a wild sweet potato."

Bi Fang dug up all the soil at the bottom of the konjac, and a large tuber was exposed to the air, which really looked like a sweet potato buried in the ground.

They are also very large, much larger than wild sweet potatoes, almost like those grown in the fields.

Digging up the root of all evil that had plagued him all night, Bi Fang felt a lot more comfortable all over his body.

Dig a piece with a stone dagger and stuff it directly into your mouth.

Bi Fang chewed a few bites: "Hmm, the taste is completely different from sweet potatoes, very dry, a lot of fiber, and a faint sweetness, which can be eaten, but not very delicious." ”

After eating a few pieces for breakfast, Bi Fang threw the remaining tubers into his backpack and chased them in the direction he left yesterday.

"I had planned to solve the basic food and clothing problem in the first five days, get a stable living condition, and then concentrate on ironmaking, but now it seems unlikely, but it doesn't matter, the plan always can't keep up with the changes, and in the face of different situations, we have to make changes in due course."

If you can catch some large mammals, then you don't have to worry about salt, but unfortunately, for five days, Bi Fang didn't catch it.

Bad luck or not choosing the right approach, but that's the norm in the wilderness.

"Even for Bengal tigers, the success rate of hunting is only about 30 percent, that is, only three out of 10 times can be successful, and the wolf pack is even lower, only between 10 and 20 percent."

The audience was stunned, so low?

[The success rate of tiger hunting is only so much? And the wolves aren't very good.]

[I feel that the success rate of the old party is quite high, basically everything that can be seen has been caught, awesome! ] 】

[Human beings should be high, we are experienced animals, know how to use the brain and laws, targeted hunting, although there are no statistics, but the best in hunting I think should be the old party]

[Plus one, the human brain is a weapon, the last time I saw a person who said that humans can't beat any large animal with their bare hands, he laughed directly, this is actually not an equal duel, holding a spear and a shield, that's equality]

[Those who say that they can fight with wild beasts with their bare hands are all hooligans]

[The evolution of the brain is to make and use tools, which is the same as the evolution of sharp teeth and claws by beasts, there is no reason to abandon martial arts and fight with bare hands, otherwise what will the brain evolve for? Play? 】

Not allowing the brain to use tools is equivalent to pulling out the tiger's fangs and claws.

Bi Fang thought so.

The brain is the evolutionary advantage of humans, muscles, claws, and tusks are the evolutionary advantages of beasts, and if there is really an equal duel, then individuals should be allowed to exert their agency, rather than shackle the brain.

There is no reason to give up one's own advantages and engage in a so-called "equal showdown" with the advantages of others.

Of course, guns are not counted, they are condensed by the collective advantages of human beings, industrial crystallization, and they can be regarded as hanging, but wooden spears and wooden shields can be created by individuals.

Avoiding the bushes in front of him, Bi Fang squatted down and swept away the dead leaves in front of him, and the conspicuous cow's hoof prints reappeared.

"It looks like the white-limbed bison have been walking along the riverbank."

Bi Fang raised his head and looked into the distance, not far from this trace, there was a river.

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