In the early morning of the mountains and forests, the mist invaded, the morning dew was condensed, and he was awakened by the low droplets on his hair, Fengyun rubbed his eyes and squinted to look around.

With the lake in the back, the stream is surging, and a large amount of water vapor forms a mountain mist that lingers in the forest, and from the treetops, it looks as if you are stepping on the clouds, which is beautiful.

But it's not just about enjoyment, it's also about the maddening quality of sleep.

The transpiration of water vapor at night affected the oxygen content, causing Fengyun to have difficulty breathing, and had nightmares all night, not only tigers, spinning turtles, Lu Benwei, but also zombies, King Kong, Godzilla, without exception, in the dream he was used as a snack, very uncomfortable.

One night he almost fell off the tree in a daze, and every time he woke up from his dream, he found that he was already crooked, only half of his body was still on the branch, and he trembled and popping before he climbed back to where he was.

His empty stomach could not provide any heat for the night, and he couldn't wait for the sun to rise, so he shivered and slipped down from the tree, rubbed his numb buttocks, and began to search around for dry firewood to prepare for a fire.

It is difficult to find dry firewood in the dew-soaked forest, so Fengyun has to dig up the rotten leaves on the surface like a rat and find some half-dried branches to make firewood. Hunger and cold made his hands tremble, and he shivered and drilled with the fuse bow for a long time, and finally lit a fire, and the scorching flames also gave his body some warmth.

Put the palms and soles of your feet together by the fire to keep warm, and roast for a while, before the wind and clouds eased up.

The sun had risen, tearing through the cold and wet of the morning, and the mist melted away in an instant like the good mood of a single dog who saw someone else showing affection.

Last night, Xiong Da didn't knock over the boiling water of a bark pot that he was drying, and although two leaves fell, Fengyun picked it up and drank it clean. The cold boiled water that had been left overnight was as refreshing as an iced drink, making people feel refreshed, Fengyun felt much better, but the hunger in his stomach was even more unbearable.

Running to the puddle dug yesterday, after the sediment settled, Fengyun saw a small fish the size of chopsticks dangling inside.

It's too small to take a bite, so there's no need to scratch it so hard, Fengyun dug the inlet of the puddle, jumped into the stream and continued to catch fish in the puddle.

In the early morning, the stream was freezing to death, and after standing in the water for a while, Fengyun had to go ashore and rub his feet for a while, and went into the water three times before he drove two carps of about the same size in, and caught a crab the size of a palm.

The wild fish is very ferocious, Fengyun pinched the gills hard, and the thighs were still whipped by the powerful fish tails.

This time he learned his lesson, and killed the fish directly by the stream, and after stunting with a flint axe, he used the wooden thorn board left from yesterday to cut open the belly of the fish and remove the internal organs. was pulling the fish intestines and fish belly or something, and the extremely active nerves prompted the carp to suddenly get out of Fengyun's hand, fall to the ground and jump up.

Holding the fish intestines in one hand and pouting the butt to catch the fish, it took a lot of effort for the old nose to put the carp on the stick.

After washing it, Fengyun ran back to the fire with the fish in his hand, and when he couldn't wait for the fire to turn into charcoal, he directly grilled the fish on the fire.

The flames licked the fish, and the smooth skin of the fish was slowly roasted to a brown, exuding bursts of aroma, and Fengyun couldn't help but salivate, and he was almost fainting from hunger.

If that bear dares to make trouble at this time, Fengyun would rather die than kill it! Not letting people eat is the greatest evil deed!

Before the fish was cooked thoroughly, Fengyun couldn't wait to tear off the meat on the belly of a fish, stuff it in his mouth and chew it. The meat in this section has no fish bones, and is mostly tender meat and fat, which is the sweetest.

When a mouthful of hot food was eaten in his mouth, Fengyun was almost moved to cry, life in the world, isn't it just for this mouthful of food?

Eating while roasting, he quickly ate a fish cleanly, and Fengyun burned the bark pot again, threw the crab into it and boiled it.

With food in his belly, Fengyun's body finally warmed up, and he turned the crab with a branch, watching it slowly turn red, Fengyun was in a good mood.

People are the easiest and least satisfying creatures, eating a fish, Fengyun was only happy for a while, and began to fantasize about how cool it would be if there was a bottle of beer to match.

Curiosity is the original intention of human development, and desire is the driving force.

After eating and drinking, Fengyun did not rest, and ran to the brook again, widened the puddle a little, and drove a few fish into it as a lunch at noon, and then he was relieved.

After two days of not getting a good night's sleep, Fengyun had had enough, and he wanted a place to live, a safe, sheltered place to shelter from the elements, to keep the ferocious carnivores out of the door, to let him get a good night's sleep, and he was satisfied.

However, the first thing to do is to make a new tool for boiling water.

After boiling the crabs, the bark pot had already burned out, and the efficiency of using it only twice was too low, so Fengyun had to find a tool to boil the water again.

With the precedent of activating the two skills of carpentry and stonecraft, Fengyun has experience, and if he makes a simple pottery on his own, then he should also activate the skill of making pottery.

In his impression, the clay should be a relatively pure, cohesive clay without impurities, and the sand by the stream obviously did not meet the requirements.

With a flint axe and a flaming bow, Fengyun walked into the woods, going deeper, and should find working dirt.

The old fallen leaves on the ground in the woods had been turned into semi-decaying fertilizer by bird droppings, and Fengyun had not seen the deep soil after a few times with a flint axe, and he realized that he needed to look for it in the outcropping of the ground, which was not usually found in the woods.

Back at the stream, Fengyun walked upstream along the stream, observing both sides of the stream along the way, looking for sections that exposed the soil.

When I ran away from the tree last night, a blood blister was worn out on the sole of my foot, but Fengyun was afraid of infection, so he didn't dare to break it, and it was a little painful to walk, but it didn't affect much.

After walking along the stream for nearly a kilometer, Fengyun found a higher terrain with a fault on it, forming a small slope, and the bottom was bare and devoid of plants, and there should be suitable soil.

He went to the bottom of the slope and cut the ground with flint, and although there were still stones, the soil around him was yellow and soft.

Loess, it should be considered clay, right? Fengyun is a little uncertain. When he accompanied his cousin to pottery class, the clay issued by the teacher was red, but when he was a child, he saw someone using loess and mud to make adobe bricks to build a house, and he thought it should be usable.

Whether he can try it or not, the loess slope is some distance from the stream, and he has to find a way to get the water over.

Fortunately, he brought a flint axe, found a poplar tree, picked up a circle of bark, made a bark pot, and ran back to the loess slope with a bark pot of water in the wind and clouds, ready to experiment.

Dig out a pile of loess mixed with stones, pick up the roots and stone benches inside, leave only the loess, pour some water and stir it.

Fengyun was really not mistaken, the loess with water turned into yellow mud, which was very sticky, so sticky that he was all over his hands.

There is a lot of water added, the yellow mud is very sticky, and it can't be plastic, and Fengyun dug out a pile of soil to add it. But this time there was a lot of soil, and it dried up and became lumps, and it couldn't stick up, and Fengyun added water to it again......

After a few attempts, I finally came up with a pile of mud that was almost usable.

Instead of putting it directly on the ground, Fengyun brought a large flat stone from the side of the stream and put the mud on it to make a shape.

Without a turntable, it is very difficult to plasticize, and Fengyun can only use his fingers to slowly pinch out the shape of a bowl.

After pinching the prototype, before adding soil to it, Fengyun suddenly reacted, if you put the base directly on the stone, then it will dry on it after it is formed, and you can't take it down. He frowned and thought about it, and finally had to crumple up half of the embryo and take it off and do it again.

Finding a large leaf and putting the mud on the leaf, Fengyun began to pinch it again, this time he wanted to make a bigger base.

Pull out a ball of mud and flatten it to make a round cake, and Fengyun pinched the mud on the round cake little by little to make a shallow disc.

While pinching, the mud of the water is also slowly drying out, and in order to pinch it for a while, Fengyun has to use a bark pot to get water to ensure the wetness of the mud.

When the base slowly dries up and has some support, Fengyun presses the mud into thin mud cakes, and then uses branches to cut mud strips, add them to the base one by one, and gradually knead them into the body of a mud tank by hand.

The cylinder body should be added up little by little, and if the bottom is not almost dry, adding it will make the cylinder collapse, which is the experience that Fengyun gained after saving several deformations. Therefore, he had to wait for a moment after pinching the circle before he could continue to add more. It was a meticulous and time-consuming job, and if it weren't for the craftsmanship that strengthened his patience, he would have been annoyed by the sticky yellow mud a long time ago.

It doesn't seem difficult to make a mud tank, but Fengyun also gained experience after several failures, so all comments are empty talk when there is no personal experience.

At noon, Fengyun ran back to the puddle, caught the fish that had been locked in the morning, and made a fire beside the stream, roasted and ate it, and worked all afternoon before he could make a clay pot about the size of a flower pot.

It didn't dry and couldn't be taken off, so the wind and clouds could only drag it to the bottom of the stone to a place where the wind could blow and dry, and the sun was already setting by this time.

He dug a puddle near the creek, skillfully drove the fish into the captivity, chose a fat carp and killed and washed it, and Fengyun sat down by the fire again to roast the fish, and it was already completely dark.

It took a whole day to make a clay jar, sitting by the fire and fiddling with firewood, Fengyun was very confused, did the third day pass like this?

The mud jar was still useless, Fengyun could only continue to use the rough bark pot, and after eating and drinking, he hesitated, but still found a nearby tree and climbed up, tied himself to the trunk with vines, and prepared to sleep.

Holding the trunk of the tree, Fengyun felt a little funny, he is now climbing high and low all day long, just like Gray Liu'er said, he has really lived as a monkey. However, in such a dangerous environment, no matter what, surviving is the most important thing, and there is not so much to do. At least, I still have a system that can activate various skills and knowledge, which is the capital for my survival in this world, and life will be better, there is no doubt about this, and I have to believe it.

Fengyun pressed his face to the tree, closed his eyes, and fell into a third sleep.