Surviving Endless Disasters

Wen Zheng smiled gently. Tuantuan has not only become stronger in these days, but also has shown a higher IQ. Seeing him playing tricks, Wen Zheng can't get angry at all, and he can't be blamed for this.

This simple oil lamp is easy to extinguish. It is quite good that it can burn the first time it is made.

How to solve the problem of extinguishing when encountering wind is his next job.

The oil lamp needs a windproof cover. In order not to affect the lighting function of the candle, this cover must be transparent. There are many transparent plastic mineral water bottles in the cave, which can be used.

Some of those mineral water bottles are of different thicknesses. It is not easy to dig out a large enough bottle from the inside and cut off the small part of the top.

Relight the candle wick, and cover it with a wide plastic bottle, which can just block the wind outside. Although the oil lamp can only illuminate a small area, it is enough to satisfy Wen Zheng, which is better than nothing.

Moreover, these plastic mineral water bottles are not only colorless, but some plastic bottles of beverages have colors themselves, and covering them will change the color of the light.

After playing with the oil lamp for a while, Wen Zheng discovered a new problem. The oil was not solidified. If the position of the lamp was moved, the wick inside would also tilt left and right. Once, it almost burned a plastic bottle. The position of the wick must be fixed.

After thinking carefully, Wen Zheng took a bamboo piece and started to whittle it. He grinded the bamboo piece into a size that could just fit in the can.

Then he drilled a small hole in the middle of the round bamboo piece and let the wick pass through the hole, which just fixed the position of the wick.

The trouble was that when the wick burned below the bamboo piece, Wen Zheng needed to open the plastic bottle cover and move the wick inside.

While Wen Zheng was tossing the stone chestnut fruit, the turtle eggs under the beach grew quietly. The oil lamp was finally successfully made, and the little turtles began to crawl out of the beach one by one.

On the way to the ocean, most of them became delicacies for seabirds.

Wen Zheng saw this cruel scene with his own eyes, but did not stop it.

Tuantuan had the ability to drive all these birds away, but if all these little turtles survived, the huge number would destroy the surrounding food chain and cause more serious consequences.

The author has something to say: The author has never eaten turtle meat and turtle eggs, nor has he seen a stone chestnut tree. Some of the content has been found, but some cannot be found, all relying on the author's imagination.

If it does not match reality, it is a problem of parallel worlds.

[The male protagonist was stranded on a deserted island and had to eat wild animals in order to survive, but it is wrong to sell, raise and eat wild animals.

Let's start with me to refuse wild game! ] Chapter 55 The sun was shining brightly, enthusiastically scattering golden sunshine, the blue waves were surging, and the cool waves were happily rolling up. Wen Zheng stood in front of the farmland with a serious face, wearing a sun hat on his head, and smeared with sunscreen mud on his body. He bent down gently, holding the rice stalks in one hand and the sickle in the other.

The full ears of rice were heavy, bending the rice stalks. The dew that had not yet evaporated stayed on them, reflecting the sparkling light. The mature rice was closely arranged in the farmland, and the sea breeze fell in love with the taste of fried chestnuts. Tuantuan worked much harder than before. Although he would peck and play for a while, his overall efficiency was three times that of before.

What Wen Zheng had to do was to take out a small part of the peeled nuts every day and fry them for Tuantuan as a snack.

Tuantuan ate much less than the extra peeled part. Wen Zheng initially thought it was a very cost-effective deal and soon peeled out a lot of chestnut kernels.

Taking out the tools he used to make bamboo rice, Wen Zheng squeezed out the oil from the nuts by beating them.

The oil was carefully collected and placed in the cave for a long time but it did not solidify, which made Wen Zheng worried.

Almost all families now use electric lights. Candles are only used in special circumstances, such as schools with power outages, and students still need to light candles to continue studying.

The structure of a candle is very simple, just wax and wick, so Wen Zheng thought it was very simple to make candles, but then he was stumped. The oil has not solidified yet. Is it because something needs to be added to it, or is it because the temperature here is too high?

Put the bamboo tube filled with oil in cold water, but there is still no sign of solidification. Wen Zheng looked at the oil helplessly, but unfortunately he couldn't think of a solution.

If this road is different, then change the way. If you can't make candles, you can make oil lamps.

After looking at the materials in the cave, Wen Zheng took out the cans he picked up from the marine garbage. The cans are strong and fire-resistant. After cutting off the upper layer, only half of the bottom is left.

Whether it is an oil lamp or a candle, a wick is needed.

The wicks used in modern times are mostly cotton threads. In addition to cotton threads, the wicks used by ancient people have various materials. There is a plant called rush. The stem pith of the queen can be used as a wick, and there are also bundles of hemp straw. In fact, most plant fibers can be used, but it’s just a matter of convenience.

The principle of burning candles and oil lamps is to burn the oil on the outside through the wick in the middle. As long as the wick inside can burn, Wen Zheng found some easily burnt plant fibers, rolled them into a long bundle as a wick, put one end in a can, and then poured oil into it.

Holding a thin burning branch, Wen Zheng held his breath and carefully lit the wick. Seeing a small flame appear above the wick, he slowly moved the branch away. The wick continued to burn. The oil lamp was successfully made! While Wen Zheng was making the oil lamp, Tuan Tuan had been watching quietly not far away. Feeling Wen Zheng's excitement, he flapped his wings and flew over.

The flapping of wings caused the air in the cave to flow. A small breeze swept over the oil lamp that had just been lit. It burned for only a few seconds before the oil lamp went out.

Seeing that the small flame disappeared, Tuan Tuan had not yet associated his actions with the disappearance of the flame. His intuition made him turn around and fly back.

While waiting for Wen Zheng to look over, Tuan Tuan pecked at the food in front of him as if nothing had happened, as if he knew nothing.

Wen Zheng smiled lightly. Tuan Tuan's strength has not only increased these days, but his IQ has also increased. Seeing him playing tricks like this, Wen Zheng couldn't get angry at all, and he couldn't blame him for this.

This kind of simple oil lamp is easy to extinguish. It is quite good that it can burn for the first time.

How to solve the problem of extinguishing when encountering wind is his next task.

The oil lamp needs a windproof cover. In order not to affect the lighting function of the candle, this cover must be transparent. There are many transparent plastic mineral water bottles in the cave, which can be used.

Some of those mineral water bottles are of different thicknesses. It is difficult to dig out a large enough bottle from the inside and cut off the small part of the top.

Relight the candle wick, and cover it with a wide plastic bottle, which can just block the wind outside. Although the oil lamp can only illuminate a small area, it is enough to satisfy Wen Zheng. It is better than nothing.

Moreover, these plastic mineral water bottles are not only colorless, but some plastic bottles of beverages have colors themselves, and covering them will change the color of the light.

After playing with the oil lamp for a while, Wen Zheng found a new problem. The grease is not solidified. If the position of the lamp is moved, the wick inside will also tilt left and right. Once he almost burned the plastic bottle, he had to fix the position of the wick.

After thinking carefully, Wen Zheng took a bamboo piece and started to whittle it, grinding it into a size that would fit in the can.

Then he drilled a small hole in the middle of the round bamboo piece and let the wick pass through the hole, which would just fix the position of the wick.

The trouble was that when the wick burned below the bamboo piece, Wen Zheng needed to open the plastic bottle cover and move the wick inside.