…It’s more like making an explanatory adventure film.
She held a few lotus leaves and always paid attention to the direction of the mountain wind. Once there was a tendency to turn, she had to put out the fire to avoid unpredictable consequences.
But fortunately, the weather was good and the mountain breeze was negligible. The smoke from the cremated corpse was basically suppressed in a semi-enclosed space she built with banana leaves.
Standing on the other side of the river, the clouds will inevitably smell some peculiar smell, but it is much better than facing it head-on.
After burning for three hours, the fire slowly extinguished and it was almost dark.
She asked the live broadcast wizard to watch the ashes and report any abnormalities in time.
I squatted and dug all kinds of medicinal materials I knew - this mountain is simply a blessed place, with all kinds of medicinal herbs everywhere, which is much more practical than "Mountain No. 1" with only snake slough.
She dried some pungent herbs as much as possible and put them in a cloth bag to make a sachet.
There was a corpse, so she couldn't spend the night on the mountain tonight. After processing the ashes and picking some cotton, she had to go back and prepare some things.
The silver-white electronic eyes flapped their wings and flew towards the squatting girl, with a panicked and aggrieved tone:
【Host, broadcast!】
She raised her head and tilted her head to avoid its sudden attack, and looked across the river - there were no sparks.
"What's wrong? Your wings are on fire?"
Yun Tuan spoke indifferently, and now only coins falling from the sky can make her a little excited.
[Strange, Guangmingming said this would allow us to interact more with the anchor, why don’t you touch me?]
The electronic eyes kept flying around the clouds, carefully scanning her body and facial expression data up and down.
She spent more than ten seconds recalling it, and finally put Jing He and Guang on the same page, "I'm not interested in mechanical things, so don't learn from them. Jing He and I are in different ways."
Jinghe’s live broadcast wizard alone seems quite good at first glance, but I didn’t expect there to be so many clever ideas.
[Oh, but the other elves seem to be very close to the anchor...]
Yun Tuan lowered his head and quickly put the herbs with the remaining warmth of the firewood into his backpack, "That's enough. This is how my friends and I get along."
The live broadcast elf is her most familiar partner in Xtreme Park besides her teammates. Although her intelligence is not very high, she is quite useful most of the time.
But she didn’t want to speak like an interpreter and producer every time she was sucked into the paradise, spread her arms and say: "Oh, my dear Xiao Xi, I haven’t seen you for a few days, but you are still in the same good condition~"
Trying to coax an electronic eye like this makes me feel mentally abnormal.
She has never coaxed anyone before... she should.
[Okay, there is no more Mars over there, so the anchor can go and clean it up.]
As he said that, his round electronic eyes flew to the side and he obediently stopped talking.
Yun Tuan looked up, and then shook her head in self-denial. She was probably crazy, and she actually felt that a programmed program was sad.
After cleaning up the remnants, she erected a relatively flat stone slab in front of the small earth bag as a tombstone, and drew a few blessing spells before returning to the cotton field to collect supplies.
Three hours later, the cloud returned from the path to the broken house.
The first thing is to burn incense in the room to sterilize.
The village is still very quiet, and the virus is still in the incubation period - now, Yun Tuan refuses to go to the doctor's door to collect information. There... the virus concentration must be very high.
Her half-assed skills can't help.
Just as he boiled the water and warmed it up, Yun Tuan heard some rustling sounds from outside.
She picked up the wooden water ladle at hand and tiptoed close to the wooden door.