Surviving Endless Disasters

Wen Zheng actually decided to go to the bamboo forest. Considering the birds that were disturbed last time he went to the bamboo forest, Wen Zheng thought that he had better prepare some long-range weapons in case of unexpected situations and could only use an ax to fight against the enemy. One weapon is one more choice.

The first thing that came to his mind was bows and arrows. However, bows and arrows were not easy to make and they were not easy to shoot accurately. A weapon that could stab and throw like a javelin was more suitable.

After glancing around the cave, Wen Zheng's eyes stopped at the branches burning in the fire. He gently pulled out one, and the end placed in the fire was completely carbonized and turned black.

When the red sparks on it completely disappeared, Wen Zheng put it on a stone and rubbed it, constantly adjusting the angle. The black end gradually became sharper. Wen Zheng tried it with his hands and found that it was very hard.

This is the most primitive form of a spear. Of course, the wooden stick in Wen Zheng's hand is a bit short. Perhaps it is more appropriate to call it a "short spear".

The earliest weapons of primitive humans were striking weapons such as stones and wooden sticks. Until they discovered that after the wooden sticks were roasted and sharpened, they were not only hard but also sharp, and assassination weapons such as spears appeared.

However, to make a spear of excellent quality, you need to master the burning time of the stick.

Wen Zheng took out all the wooden sticks, and barely managed to find two that could be used. After grinding them, he put them in the bamboo basket, and he could get them by touching them with his hand.

Today's sunshine is not that strong, and there is still a lot of rain or dew on the grass that has not evaporated. Walking on a familiar route, Wen Zheng quickly returned to the location of the shelter.

When he walked in, he saw that it was filled with moist water vapor, and the dead leaves on the ground were soaked with water.

Based on the condition of the soil, Wen Zheng was able to determine that the waves had not hit the shelter yet. The water was because the shelter was relatively simple and could not withstand the blow of heavy rain.

Wen Zheng took down all the leaves hanging on the three wooden sticks. The sun and wind would solve the problem before the leaves rot, and then he continued to walk towards the bamboo forest.

The clearing he had cleared in the bamboo forest was covered with bamboo leaves. Wen Zheng cleaned one of the bamboo leaves according to his impression and saw that the stone that was half buried in the soil as a mark had not been touched.

"The movement caused at that time might not be human, but some kind of beast.

"Wen Zheng said in a low voice, "Maybe I can go over and take a look. I have to renovate the cave these days and don't have so much time to look for food. If I can catch a slightly larger beast, I don't have to worry.

" Just go and follow the marked direction, Wen Zheng moved forward cautiously. The terrain increased, some shrubs began to appear in the bamboo forest, and the number of trees gradually increased.

Various trees have replaced the bamboos and occupy the land below. The short shrubs are particularly prosperous, and the chirping of birds occasionally sounds.

Perhaps after a heavy rain, many mushrooms grew out of the roots of the tree.

Some mushrooms looked gray and ugly, while others were brightly colored. Wen Zheng didn't dare to try them. In his world, many people died of mushroom poisoning every year.

There are also bright colors on some bushes, which are small berries. Wen Zheng was a little hesitant to go over and take a closer look. If there are birds pecking at them, they can usually be eaten.

Just when Wen Zheng was thinking, a "rustling" sound suddenly appeared not far away. Wen Zheng frowned and immediately looked in that direction. The rustling disappeared again. Wen Zheng took a few steps lightly, and when he When I saw the animal that caused the noise, I immediately relaxed my breathing.

About two to three meters away from him, there was a creature with a thick, hard mane, dark brown fur, a body length of nearly one meter, and two long white fangs in front of its mouth.

This is a wild boar! Wild boars are not as weak as domestic pigs, and have a ferocious temperament. Especially the ones with fangs exposed in their mouths are stronger and not easy to mess with. When angered, they will charge towards the enemy with just their tusks. The teeth can break through the enemy's body.

On such an island with a relatively simple food chain, wild boar is likely to be the top predator.

Wen Zheng carefully observed the place where the wild boar appeared. Wild boars like to live in groups, ranging from a few to a few animals.

After waiting quietly for a few minutes, Wen Zheng discovered that whenever the wild boar moved, it would make a rustling sound of leaves being shaken. This wild boar might have strayed away from the group for some reason.

Wen Zheng clenched the ax excitedly. This wild boar was not that big, and it happened to be isolated from the group and had no other helpers. He should be able to deal with it.

This is a rare opportunity.

There used to be wild boars on the mountain in his hometown. Wen Zheng remembered that the old people once said that the area between the eyes of wild boars, which is equivalent to the forehead, is the weakest. If hit accurately with a heavy object, it might be able to kill it with one blow.

The wild boar's footsteps stopped at the edge of the bushes. It seemed to have found food, and its mouth kept moving in the bushes, making a "humming" sound.

Taking the time to prepare, Wen Zheng looked at the trees nearby that were not difficult to climb and the stones of different sizes on the ground, so he tied a black stone of suitable weight with the longest rope.

With a rope tied to his hands and the bamboo basket on the ground, he climbed to the branches of the tree very skillfully. The wild boar ate without even raising its head. Wen Zheng quickly pulled the rope up to the stone.

He threw it towards the wild boar.

The sound of breaking through the air roared, and the wooden fork appeared on the back of the wild boar, and then fell to the ground. The wild boar has hard fur, and often rolls in the mud. It has armor made of mud. This kind of attack is very dangerous. Hard to hurt it.

However, Wen Zheng's purpose of throwing the spear was not to kill the wild boar. The attacked wild boar felt the pain, raised his head and glanced in Wen Zheng's direction.

That's it now! As soon as Wen Zheng's eyes caught the wild boar's movements, his arms naturally raised the stone, his muscles bulged, and the stone was thrown violently.

Bang! The weak point above the middle of the wild boar's eye was hit. The whole pig fell to the ground, its legs twitching uncontrollably. Wen Zheng held his breath, took out another wooden spear, and shot towards the wild boar's eye.

The wooden spear was shot into the wild boar's eye at an angle, blood flowed from it, and the whole pig became silent.

Wen Zheng regained his breath, slid down from the tree, and slashed the wild boar's neck with an axe.

I shouldn't underestimate the original body's physical fitness. Bows and arrows can be made completely. Wen Zheng stared at the wooden spear and thought, and had a headache how to transport this wild boar back.

It would be too heavy to move the whole thing back, and after all, some of it was too far away. It was better to transport the wild boar back to the bamboo forest, cut it up, throw away the parts that should be thrown away, and bring back the good parts.

Wen Zheng tied the two hind legs of the pig with a rope, bent down and was about to pull the pig away, when he saw the bushes that attracted the wild boar to stay.

There was a small bird's nest inside, with only one surviving egg in a broken eggshell.

The eggs are oval, white with a touch of blue.

It looks great.

It should also taste delicious.

Chapter 32 “This bird’s egg is pretty good-looking, but it’s too small.

"Wen Zheng picked up the eggs and put them in a bamboo tube in the bamboo basket. "You can boil some eggs tomorrow morning for a change.

" Dragging the wild boar with both hands to an open space with relatively few plants, the smell of blood may attract other beasts. What Wen Zheng is most worried about is that the remaining wild boars will smell the smell and come looking for him, so the slaughtering action must be faster.

The ground under his feet had absorbed yesterday's rain and became extremely soft. Wen Zheng quickly dug out a large pit, picked up a few thick branches on the ground and set them up horizontally, and then placed the wild boar on the branches. Blood can flow down into the pit.

Wild boars are not as easy to cut apart as bamboo rats. Their fur is not only hard, but also covered with hard soil. However, Wen Zheng had a fire ax in his hand and slashed the wild boar's neck with the ax, and blood sprayed into the pit. , and then slowly dripped.