Surviving Endless Disasters

There are also airplane cushions in the shelter, wrapped in layers of wide banana leaves to minimize the possibility of being wetted by raindrops, and tied to the bamboo raft together with a simple stone shovel.

Looking back at the shelter, Wen Zheng carried the bamboo basket and pulled the bamboo raft to set off in a hurry.

The buffer zone between the reef beach and the mountain forest is slightly flatter. Wen Zheng took the bamboo raft to cross there with great effort. The next journey was much smoother, and he tried to rush to the cave at a faster speed.

Moving forward along the gravel mountain, Wen Zheng could feel that the angle of the wind blowing on his face had changed. In fact, it was not the angle of the wind that changed, but the direction of his walking that changed unconsciously. The gravel mountain had a not very obvious curvature.

As soon as Wen Zheng arrived at the location of the cave, he felt the dripping raindrops on his neck. The rain was not heavy at this time, and it was falling gently. The rain mixed with the sweat on Wen Zheng's head.

Fortunately, the sea breeze blew parallel to the cave entrance. Just as Wen Zheng expected, the stone eaves above blocked the rain, and a rain curtain fell from above, so the rain would not enter the cave. The fire lit before leaving had not been extinguished. In the dark environment, the dancing flames were particularly conspicuous.

Wen Zheng put the bamboo basket on the ground, simply lifted the bamboo raft, and leaned it against the rock. Seeing that the top of the bamboo raft had not reached the lowest point of the cave entrance, Wen Zheng's mouth twitched twice.

The cave was a bit high, and the bamboo raft was not long enough, so it could only serve as a slide.

Putting the bamboo raft on the ground, Wen Zheng transported everything into the cave and put away those things that were not used and could not be wetted.

Wen Zheng took off his shoes that could not be soaked in water for a long time, put on the bamboo basket again, took the simple stone shovel, and went down the cave barefoot by pulling the rope.

Rainwater is a rare source of fresh water, so of course we should take this opportunity to collect as much as possible. Whether it is coconut shells or shells, all containers that can hold water should be placed on the ground.

These are not enough, and they cannot store too much water. Wen Zheng's eyes touched a shallow puddle around him, and he ran over to dig in the rain.

The simple stone shovel made to dig a pit to collect groundwater was used again.

More dark clouds approached the island, and the sky was dark. The rain gradually became heavier, and the raindrops like cow hair, flowers, needles and silk turned into bean-sized raindrops, falling all over the sky.

The stone shovel tied with a rope was not strong. Under Wen Zheng's vigorous digging, the wooden stick broke off the control of the rope and separated from the stone flakes.

Wen Zheng, who was soaked all over, looked at the half-meter deep pit, gave up digging, and returned to the cave.

With the arrival of the rainstorm, the temperature suddenly dropped. Wen Zheng sneezed, took off all the wet clothes, built a bracket with branches, and put them on it with shoes to slowly dry them with fire.

Wen Zheng sat by the fire, enjoying the warmth brought by the fire. The rain on his body gradually evaporated. He looked at the low-lying coastline through the rain curtain. The waves were much more fierce than usual, hitting the beach.

He thought to himself that it was just an ordinary storm. Although the wind was strong, it was not a fierce typhoon, and there was no thunder and lightning, so it was not too bad.

This rainstorm came and went quickly. When Wen Zheng's clothes were half-dried, the rainstorm outside stopped.

It was late at night, but Wen Zheng had no intention of sleeping. He put on his half-wet clothes and ran to the coast with a bamboo basket.

After the rainstorm, there should be a lot of marine life stranded on the beach. He has no food now.

The climate of the island is so unpredictable. It was a torrential rain just now, but now it has become calm. Only the fallen leaves and running water on the ground, as well as the marine life stranded on the beach, prove the arrival of the rainstorm.

Wen Zheng had a good harvest today, five conger eels longer than his palm, six crabs larger than his palm, many clams, and even several huge conches.

He harvested a lot of food and picked up a few large shells. Wen Zheng made crabs that were easy to run away into dinner today, and kept the rest in bamboo tubes filled with seawater.

He slept on an airplane cushion that was not wet, next to a bonfire surrounded by stones. The bamboo raft that was not long enough for the rain cover was cut to a suitable height by him and placed vertically at the entrance of the cave, becoming a windproof door. This is how he spent his first night in the cave.

...The heavy rain not only affected marine life, but also the animals on the mountain.

Chapter 31 Waking up from the airplane cushion that was not long enough, Wen Zheng found that he had slept curled up all night. He felt a little dizzy as soon as he sat up. He quickly touched his forehead with his hand and was relieved to make sure that his forehead was cold.

It should be a slight cold, not to the extent of fever, and he can recover by relying on the body's self-healing ability.

After adding a few branches to the dying fire, Wen Zheng moved the bamboo door that had many gaps to ensure air circulation, and the sea and sky were in sight.

Wen Zheng turned his head and smiled at the straw dog hanging next to him: "It feels good to move to a new home, right? On the sixth day of survival on a deserted island, we have a new home that is not afraid of rain, heat and sun.

" On the first day of moving, of course, we have to make a delicious meal to celebrate. He took out a few thick bamboo tubes filled with sea water. Conger eels, clams and conchs all stayed in them obediently. The only thing he hadn't tasted was the big conch.

Most conchs are edible, especially those washed up on the beach, which are basically edible varieties.

However, there are many parasites in snails, and they need to be fully cooked before they can be eaten with confidence.

The fire in the cave was also turned into an earthen stove by Wen Zheng, but it was bigger, enough for two large shells to heat on it.

One pot was boiling fresh water, and the other pot was boiling sea water.

After a night, the conchs in the sea water vomited out the mud and sand in their stomachs, and the water inside became much more turbid.

Wen Zheng took out a total of seven conchs and threw them into the shells boiling sea water.

Wen Zheng took out a bamboo shoot dug from the bamboo forest, cut it into thin strips and boiled it in fresh water.

While cooking, Wen Zheng left the cave to simply complete daily cleaning. By the way, he covered the puddle with banana leaves that he didn't bring much with him, and pressed it firmly with stones to minimize the evaporation of rainwater. Unfortunately, there was no more effective plastic sheet.

After returning to the cave, the cold water had been heated into hot water and was gradually approaching boiling. Wen Zheng simply packed up the things he was going to take out today.

As the fire continued to heat up, an unpleasant smell appeared in the air, which was the smell caused by boiling conchs in sea water.

Wen Zheng was not in a hurry. The bamboo shoot soup next to him was already boiling. He took it up and drank it slowly, savoring the taste of the mountain delicacies.

After the bamboo shoot soup was finished, he picked up the conch that had been boiled for a long enough time and began to enjoy the seafood.

Gently insert the conch meat with a bamboo stick. After stewing, the conch meat is separated from the shell and can be easily taken out. Remove the internal organs that were brought out. A bamboo stick is filled with seven conch meats, and water drops are dripping down.

Sprinkle a little sea salt on it, Wen Zheng gently bites it, and his teeth come into close contact with the amazing elasticity. Bite hard, and the juice in the conch meat bursts out immediately, with a bit of the taste of the ocean.

The surface is elastic and the meat inside has a crisp taste. Wen Zheng is very happy to eat it.

The tongue and stomach are satisfied, and the other parts of the body have enough power. Wen Zheng is ready to go out to collect materials.

There were too few things in the cave. There was no rain shelter or slide to leave the cave easily. There were no leaves on the ground. It felt like everything was missing.

The cave entrance was too high. Wen Zheng needed a very long piece of wood, but a long enough piece of wood would be too heavy. Bamboo was more suitable. He wanted to go to the bamboo forest.

Wen Zheng thought about the various things that could be made from bamboo, and then thought about the bamboo rats in the bamboo forest. He felt that the distance was nothing.