[Opening for two days, the game category new book list is third. Thank you for being so powerful~~~]

The fire is lined up in front of the meal.

The temperature at night in the mountains and forests is extra low, and there are various snakes, insects, rats and ants.

Creating fire can help maintain body temperature, which can consume less physical strength, and can also drive away snakes, insects, rats and ants.

Otherwise, I will be bitten by poisonous insects when I go to bed at night, and even if I eat enough, I will not be able to digest it.

The cave was cleared and the stones inside were thrown outside. During this process, three scorpions and two pairs of centipedes were disturbed.

This is the real goal of cleaning the cave, making it a bit more comfortable to sleep just by the way.

He beat the insects to death one by one, but Mu Canyang didn't throw away the scorpion, so he found a thin grass and made a string of strings. He thought in his mind: if he couldn't find other food, he could only put it all...

After cleaning the cave, he built a fire pit at the entrance of the cave. Mu Canyang did not delay at all, and went out to find food and fire-induced objects.

There is no lighter, no magnifying glass - even if there is a magnifying glass, there is no sun - in this embarrassment, there is only the relatively primitive method of ignition.

Drill wood to make fire?

Of course, drilling wood to make fire is the most primitive, but if you want to make fire in this way, even if the materials are complete, you must have considerable skills.

If you do not have enough experience and skills, you must have good enough auxiliary equipment, such as a rope that is tough enough to make a fire bow that assists in drilling wood; or a sharp enough knife to cut out the wooden boards and gaps and cut out various standard equipment.

But there are not even these things, Mu Canyang...

You know, when Bei Ye goes out, he at least brings his five treasures, daggers, flints, kettles, his teeth, and a cameraman.

It can only be flint to fire.

Fortunately, Mu Canyang noticed that there were a few flints inside when he cleaned up the cave.

With flint, only the fire-induced objects and firewood are left.

Most of the fire-burning objects were solved on the way down the mountain. Mu Canyang peeled off the bark from several dead trees passing by, tore out the wood fibers under the skin, picked some dandelion pom pom, stuffed his head into the air-dried wild gourd, and picked some nettle stems that were dried the next year...

These are all very well-documented fire-attracting objects with records, but what is the best one is? He has no experience in survival in the wild and has to try it before he can know it, so he will not let it go as long as he sees it.

The final result is...

"Do!" Mu Canyang waved a flint and hit the flint on the ground hard.

The arm was shocked, and a small piece of flint flint flew out of his hands.

The two stones collided, splashing a spark and falling into the pile of fibers under the stone.

But... there was no reaction, nothing was easy to do.

The principles of making fire from flint and drilling wood are actually the same. They ignite the heat generated by impact and friction.

There is a necessary condition here - the temperature must exceed the temperature that can be ignited.

Drilling wood to make fire depends on constant friction and accumulation of heat, so it cannot be stopped. Once you stop, you have to start over. It is almost impossible for ordinary untrained people to do it and need the help of the fire bow.

When it comes to making fire with flint, the temperature of the sparks splashing depends on the material of the impact and the strength of the human being.

The harder the material of the impact, the better, and the greater the power of a person, the better, so that a large enough spark can be generated and a high enough temperature.

That's why there is a steel scythe.

But now, Mu Canyang has neither a hard enough impact object nor a strong enough power...

It took half an hour to hit the flint, but I don’t know how many sparks came out, but there was no blue smoke.

Rubbing the swollen palms and feeling the numb, itchy and painful arms, Mu Canyang had no choice but to give up. If he knocked on it, his arms would be wiped out.

It was already dark outside, and the rain was getting started, and lightning was lightning and thunder were roaring.

Fortunately, I still have this cave, otherwise...

With a sigh, Mu Canyang came to the entrance of the cave in disappointment, and reached out to his right hand to retrieve half of the wild gourd that had already filled it. He wet his whole arm and used it as a cold compress to treat the contusion, and took out the scorpion string in his left hand.

The scorpion's sting had long been crushed with a stone.

Looking at the dead scorpion's hideous mouthparts, the patterns on its back, and those claws, Mu Canyang gritted his teeth and threw one into his mouth and swallowed it with water.

The scorpion was very big, and it stinged through the throat, as if it was cut. No wonder Betty had to chew it and swallow it.

With the first one, the second one is not bad. I haven’t eaten anything for a day and I need to supplement my nutrients too much.

However, aren’t the negative emotions such as loneliness, fear, and powerlessness never in their dictionary? When will it start...

Mu Canyang was disgusting, and the second scorpion was just like eating mutton skewers, and it was torn off half of it.

Suddenly, slippery, sticky, bitter liquid filled the mouth.

"Vomit..." I couldn't help but bent down and retching.

But he tried his best and blocked his mouth with his hands.

There is nothing in my stomach, and if I vomit it again, there will be nothing!

Swallow! Swallow! Swallow!

Mu Canyang covered his mouth, held back the uproar in his stomach, and told himself over and over again to hypnotize himself.

He won!

Everything was in my stomach, but two lines of tears were squeezed out in a bad mood and flowed all the way to my cheeks.

After eating the rice, he used rain to clear away the bitterness of his mouth. Mu Canyang staggered to the cleaned soil bed, and fell asleep.

It can be seen from the back that his body twitched for a while, and then continued for a long time...

He finally knew what the most powerful punishment Taichu gave him was!

It is not about throwing yourself into this place of exile, nor about turning yourself into an NPC, but after doing so, it gives yourself a normal mood!

I had no emotions at first because of a disease called logical autism, and I had only calculations, various materials, analysis, and deductions, but now... he has it.

I know the pain, I know the fear, I understand the loneliness, I understand the bitterness...

I don’t know how long it took, but Mu Canyang finally fell asleep in a daze.

He had a dream...

He dreamed that he was still in the control center, and his command was calm and his spirited. The team members followed his dispatch to kill all directions!

Everything is just a dream. When the nightmare wakes up, it returns to normal and nothing happened.

Looking at the familiar scenes, even in the dream, Mu Canyang burst into tears.

He knew that this was a dream, and nightmare was the real one. His natural ability allowed him to remain rational even in dreams.

But he would rather not have such ability, and would rather continue to hide in his dreams and never wake up...

A kid dream is a dream after all.

At some point in the night, he was suddenly awakened by a sensational movement.

The night was stormy and the rain was stormy, so he didn't sleep well.

At this time, the rain had already become lighter, and the sound was very far away, but it slowly approached and approached the cave.

It sounds like there is a living creature gradually approaching the cave.

Mu Canyang turned over and got up alertly. At this moment, a sudden thunder sounded from the sky and struck the hillside not far away.

The blazing white light shone out everything around.

Mu Canyang's hair stood up and his scalp was numb!
Chapter completed!