Chu Yunfeng looked down at the outside of the city.

Monica was carrying a large sambar deer from the bushes to the camp, and Sisi followed all the way, and the drop in temperature had not affected Monica and Sisi much so far.

In the direction of the estuary, Xiao Yang took his little crocodiles to the depths of the water, occasionally coming out to show their heads.

Looking back at the camp, Flathead and Nine-Headed Flathead were salting meat there.

Since the temperature dropped to the point that Monica had to wear a long-sleeved leather jacket, the flathead brother and the little flathead no longer liked to hunt everywhere outside the camp, and nested in the camp all day and night to do skinning and pickling meat, and only at noon, they went out together to collect some salt.

The honey badgers in the camp are fine, but in the cold season, just stay in the house and don't go out, but the crocodiles in the water outside can't.

When the temperature drops below 20 degrees for a long time, the body mechanism of the crocodile will become slower and slower, and if it drops again, it will directly threaten their lives.

The black caimans in the lake had not seen them in the field for many days, and I wondered if they had gone into a cave at the edge of the lake or along the river at the other end of the lake.

Cave?

Chu Fan looked in the direction of the original camp in the jungle, and near that, there was a mud-walled house built before, and there was a long cave under the house that was used for escaping.

In that location, the ground is all yellow clay, which is especially suitable for digging caves.

"Roar!"

Chu Yunfeng roared in the direction of the estuary, Xiao Yang, whose head had just come out of the water, glanced back at Chu Yunfeng on the city wall, dived into the water again, and after a while, led dozens of small crocodiles back to the camp.

"Roar!"

Chu Yunfeng took the lead in crawling towards the previous mud-walled house, and Xiao Yang followed behind with dozens of small crocodiles.

"Roar!"

When he arrived, Chu Yunfeng pointed to the corner of the mud-walled house and roared, there, the entrance of a large cave was exposed, Xiao Yang hesitated to look inside, and then turned around and roared, leading all the little crocodiles to crawl into the hole.

Soon, a small crocodile began to push the soil out of the cave, it seems that Xiao Yang has understood what Chu Yunfeng means, and began to dig a bigger cave inside, and after that, they will spend the winter in the warm underground cave.

Chu Yunfeng returned to the camp and asked Monica and Sisi to bring a lot of dried fish to hang in the mud wall house, Xiao Yang and they were really hungry, so they could also come out and get a few dried fish to eat.

When the cold season really arrives, a bonfire will be built in this mud-walled house.

Perfect!!!

……

Monica walked to Jan's mud house with a torch made of birch bark, brown floc, and pine oil, and prepared to light a small bonfire in the house, so that Jan could occasionally come out of the hole and move.

Chu Yunfeng took Brother Pingtou to catch fish at the mouth of the river, Chu Yunfeng was like a big crocodile in the river, Brother Pingtou forcibly picked up the fish thrown by Chu Yunfeng in the bamboo basket by the river against the "whirring" river wind.

Just for a moment,

Monica came with a piece of silk, holding a extinguished torch in her hand.

"Roar!" Chu Yunfeng poked his head out of the water: What's wrong? Went on so soon to light a campfire?

"It can't go up, the wind is too strong, and before we get to the mud house, the torches are blown out!"

Chu Yunfeng looked at the smoking torches, and was careless: now there is no sunlight all day, the temperature is low, and the wind is strong, and the torches are easily blown out. Not only that, but it must be much more difficult to drill wood for fire.

"Roar, roar, roar." : Sisi, Flathead, you take the fish basket back to camp, Monica, and come with me.

Chu Yunfeng climbed onto the river bank and walked towards the jungle, Monica, who was carrying a bow and arrows and a bronze sword at her waist, followed closely behind, and her temperament was still maintained.

"Little lizard, what are you taking me for?"

"It's getting colder, should we find a way to solve this torch matter first?"

"Little lizard, what are you doing with all this bark? Isn't this the birch bark from which torches are made? Do you want to make torches that are not easily blown out by the wind? ”

Chu Yunfeng thought about it and yelled: Well, peel hard, the more you peel, the better.

The fact that the torches were blown out by the strong wind was not only encountered by Monica, but also by all the survivors of the countries on Mercury.

Torches made of various flammable and flame-resistant materials can burn for a long time and carry the fire to another place far away without feeling that there is anything wrong with it.

Now, the temperature drops dramatically, with the occasional light rain, strong winds blow every day, and torches are quickly blown out in the wild. In addition, the firewood and weeds in the field are getting more and more humid, and the success of drilling wood for fire is getting lower and lower.

The survivors of all countries tried everything, but there was no way to easily lead the fire from one place to another.

"Why doesn't the Wilderness of National Fortune give us an easy way to start a fire?"

"Everything needs to be given by the wilderness, so why do we need the heads of survivors and saviors?"

"Oh, you're smart, then you'd better think of a good way to get out!"

"Historically, it seems that there is such a magical device that can store and ignite fire, but ...... But how did you get it? Damn, I don't remember where I saw this history! ”

……

"Look, Monica, the savior of the Eastern Country, has also been blown out by the wind."

"Isn't it normal for a torch to be blown out? What's there to see? ”

"Little lizard, little lizard and Monica are peeling tree bark in the jungle, as if they want to make torches that won't be blown out by the wind, hurry up!"

"Little lizards? Hurry, go to the live broadcast room of Chu State, this little lizard of Chu State will make something magical if it is not done well. ”

……

In the live broadcast room of Chu State, more and more people poured in.

Trekking Messenger (Africa): "The little lizard and the Saint Seiya peel birch bark, and we also have birch trees in Africa, quickly, peel birch bark." ”

In addition to Africa, many survivors in other countries with birch trees began to look for birch trees and peel birch bark.

In the wilderness,

After Chu Yunfeng led Monica to peel enough birch bark, he walked around and found a lot of vines that were easy to catch fire, as well as brown flocculents, pine oil and other things that were easy to ignite.

"Little lizard, aren't these all the things that made torches before? Or make the torches you used to have? ”

Chu Yunfeng ignored Monica's chatter, climbed to the edge of a large clump of Nanzhu, and selected a few bamboo poles to be uprooted by Nanzhu with a slightly thicker adult thumb.

Monica is blinded now, and the dried bamboo will explode "bang bang" when used to burn the fire, and it will not be easily blown out if so many bamboo torches are made?