Surviving Endless Disasters

After eating a rich breakfast made of bamboo rat meat and wild taro, Wen Zheng set out in high spirits. The place where he found the iron tree last time was not far from the mud pit where wild boars often moved around, so he brought various weapons with him this time, so that he could protect himself if he accidentally encountered a group of wild boars.

Tuan Tuan also went out with him, and he could be a companion on the road. Occasionally, he made a gentle cry, which combined with the rustling sound of the leaves in the wind into a pleasant sonata.

The impact of the typhoon has not completely disappeared. Many trees have lost their thick hair and almost become patients with advanced hair loss, allowing a lot of sunlight to shine through the gaps between the leaves and illuminate the open space in the forest.

Wen Zheng looked up at many bare trees. He could see clearly what was on them, so he didn't have to worry about a python suddenly appearing on the tree.

Perhaps after finding the iron tree, he could climb up the tree, observe the surrounding terrain carefully, and find the nearest road to move the iron tree back to the cave.

Because of the abundant rain brought by the typhoon, mushrooms of various colors grew under many trees, but unfortunately even birds didn't dare to peck at them.

The road was flat, and there were no aggressive animals such as pythons and wild boars. He only avoided a few palm-sized spiders.

A few hours later, Wen Zheng found wild boar footprints on the ground.

The soil on the ground was moist and soft. In addition to many wild boar footprints, there were also piles of soil dug by wild boars, which was more severe than manual soil turning. There was also a lot of wild boar feces around.

Wen Zheng once again thought about raising wild boars. Wild boars digging the ground was equivalent to loosening the soil, and feces could be used as fertilizer. There were many benefits to raising wild boars, but in this case, he would have to build huts to enclose the wild boars, and the amount of work was already enough.

Carefully observing the footprints on the ground, the mud prints on the wild grass next to it had already disappeared, indicating that the wild boar had left here for a long time.

It was not yet noon, and wild boars usually started to move at dusk. Of course, there would be some unexpected situations. At least the last time he encountered a stray wild boar, it was in broad daylight.

Wen Zheng became more alert and continued to head towards the mud pit according to the marks left behind. The wild boar feces had an unpleasant smell, but in the eyes of Wen Zheng who was going to grow crops, these were all precious fertilizers, and the task of picking up feces was added to the to-do list.

The bushes, what Wen Zheng saw was a yellow muddy pool with a lot of water in it. Judging from the degree of turbidity, the wild boars had not come in the past few hours, and he was relieved immediately.

Once Wen Zheng entered the forest and was delayed quite late, and saw a group of wild boars active in the forest.

There were only a few wild boars in this group of wild boars. Perhaps because of the breed, the size of these wild boars was far less than that of the wild boars in Wen Zheng's hometown.

The leading wild boar was the largest, about the same size as a calf born a few months ago, about 200 kilograms, with very long fangs, like two sharp scimitars, and it looked extremely powerful.

The next wild boars were relatively small, almost all of them were female wild boars without fangs. Although female wild boars did not have the fangs of male wild boars, when they launched an attack, they would use the method of pushing and biting, which was equally powerful.

Finally, there were five or six wild boar cubs as big as ordinary pastoral dogs in this tribe. Wen Zheng saw a wild boar cub with injured hind legs in the wild boar group last time.

If it was a single wild boar, Wen Zheng would not be afraid at all, but unfortunately wild boars usually act in groups, so he could only try to avoid the wild boar group. He was now looking forward to the injured wild boar leaving the group and being encountered by him one day.

Tuan Tuan flew out of the bamboo basket and shuttled through the woods. These days, Wen Zheng found that Tuan Tuan's flying speed was getting faster and faster, faster than most of the seabirds he saw, so after giving a few instructions, he let Tuan Tuan move freely.

Wen Zheng himself was carefully observing the activity path of the wild boars, walking to places with fewer footprints, and observing the surrounding trees by the way.

According to his idea, Wen Zheng did not spend too much time to find a suitable place, put down the bamboo basket on his back, and took out a few long ropes.

There is no shortage of branches and stones in the forest. Wen Zheng chose a few thick and long branches, and used stones to smash two branches into the soft soil, one step apart, leaving half of the branches exposed on the ground.

Along the center line of the two branches, the third branch was smashed in at the same distance.

Tie the fourth stick horizontally between the first two branches with a rope, and tie the fifth branch vertically in the middle of the fourth stick, and the bottom of the fifth branch does not need to touch the ground.

There is a small tree with vigorous growth that Wen Zheng chose next to it. The diameter of the tree king is about five centimeters, which is long enough, hard enough, and has a certain elasticity.

Wen Zheng removed the other branches on the tree king, pressed it down hard, and tied it to the fifth rope with a rope, and at the same time used the sixth branch to top the third and fifth branches to form a perfect balance.

Finally, a rope was tied to the lower end of the fifth branch. The rope was made into a lasso, part of which was pressed under the fifth branch, and the rest was laid flat on the ground, with small stones and small branches gently pressing and fixing it.

This is the lasso trap that Wen Zheng saw in the documentary. If a wild boar comes here and accidentally touches the branch to destroy the balance, the bent tree king will bounce up and tie up the beast with the lasso on the ground, making it hang in the air and difficult to break free.

The size of the lasso arranged by Wen Zheng is suitable for those small wild boar cubs. After all, he is worried that the rope woven with coconut fiber may not be able to bear too much weight.

This is the first time he made this trap. I don’t know if it will succeed. I plan to come and see it every few days. Anyway, the wild boar will not starve to death in two days.

Just after setting up the wild boar trap, Wen Zheng saw Tuantuan flying back with a branch with sour fruits in its mouth, and smiled and praised: "Tuantuan has worked hard.

" Wen Zheng touched Tuan Tuan's feathers and put the sour fruit into the bamboo tube. The sour fruit in the cave had been eaten, and this time he went out to collect some.

Encouraged, Tuan Tuan quickly flapped his wings and flew high. Wen Zheng followed him. The shrubs with sour fruit and the iron tree were in the same area.

The king of the iron trees was very straight, without too many branches, and was very hard. Wen Zheng felt sorry for his fire axe.

He aimed at one place and chopped it. It took a lot of effort. The iron tree was finally chopped down to the ground, making a thumping sound, which startled many birds. Tuan Tuan came back anxiously to check on him.

The hard quality means extremely high density. This kind of wood is really heavy. Wen Zheng tried to lift it, and he felt that the whole piece was too heavy to carry back. It's a bit difficult to go.

Even if I drag it back with all the hardship, I don't know how long it will take for my hands and shoulders to recover.

Putting the felled ironwood aside, Wen Zheng looked left and right, found a tree with more branches, and climbed up swiftly.

Because there are many tree pythons in the forest, Wen Zheng didn't dare to climb too high before, and now most of the leaves have been blown away by the typhoon.

Wen Zheng climbed to a high place with confidence, and the view was much wider than on the ground.

This tree is not the tallest around, but because there are not too many leaves blocking it, Wen Zheng can see the surrounding terrain and look for a road with fewer trees in the direction of the cave.

Wait, isn't the bamboo forest in another direction? Wen Zheng was stunned. Bamboo, a plant with a unique appearance, was particularly eye-catching. The bamboo forest where he used to catch bamboo rats was in the north, opposite the cave.

He looked up at the position of the sun. It was almost afternoon now, and the sun was setting. Wen Zheng was sure that the bamboo forest he saw was in the south.

This was a newly discovered bamboo forest, closer to the cave, and located diagonally above the gravel mountain.

This good news made Wen Zheng's spirit suddenly lifted. He felt that moving trees was not so hard. He happily picked enough sour fruits. Wen Zheng estimated the weight and cut the felled iron tree into three sections, preparing to move one section back today.

Looking at the cylindrical tree king, Wen Zheng thought about it, tied the two sections of the tree king with two ropes, and then tied the other end of the rope to a smooth branch. Wen Zheng held the branch in his hand and pulled the iron tree king home.