Divine Desert Island Survival System

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"Boss, we counted. There are 27 people in the Karazhan tribe. Among them, 15 people were not injured, and 12 people were slightly injured. As for the seriously injured, we have already helped them out." Xiaoqiang walked over respectfully reporting.

In the prehistoric world, there were basically no medicines, and savages relied entirely on their own healing ability for injuries. Minor injuries could heal without being infected with fucking bacteria, and serious injuries had no chance of survival.

Due to the lack of supplies, once a seriously injured person occurs in the tribe, according to the public opinion, they will help him relieve the pain, because the injured will consume supplies, and not only will they continue to be consumed during the recuperation period, but they will also attract many terrible bacteria due to the wound.

There used to be many tribes, and there was a terrible plague, and in the end, none of that tribe was spared.

It is very dangerous here, and life is not easy!

"Have all the arrows been recovered?" Zhao Yunxiang asked.

"It's been recovered, but it's a bit laborious to recover." When Xiaoqiang recovered the arrow, he still followed what Zhao Yunxiang said, first cut open the flesh next to the arrow with a semi-precious spear blade, otherwise he couldn't pull it out. After all, the arrow is triangular, just like a barb.

It doesn't matter if the seriously injured or the corpse draws the arrow, but it will be miserable for the slightly injured. The semi-precious spear blades are all poisoned and cannot be used. They can only be used by the Buwanga tribe themselves.

The sharpness of flint is completely incomparable with ordinary stone!

Zhao Yunxiang came to the center of the tribe and looked at the wounded. Because they had experienced a tragic experience of drawing arrows, they were all honest, and some savages still had tears on their faces.

Zhao Yunxiang glanced around, nodded silently, very good, these savages have no hatred, at least they don't need to consume the lives of savages anymore.

Now Zhao Yunxiang is very nervous about the savages, the more of them the better.

There is still a lot of meat in the tribe, and there is still a lot of dinosaur corpses left. In order to prevent corruption, they all hide large pieces of dragon meat in caves.

The cave is dark, the temperature is not high, and the meat is not easy to rot.

However, after such a long period of time, the meat must be cooked. If the delay continues, the dragon meat will really deteriorate.

"Xiaoqiang, go and bring the dragon meat back. You have to deal with the dragon meat today. If you continue to delay, I'm afraid it will be wasted." Zhao Yunxiang greeted Wangcai, and walked towards the dense forest one by one.

At night, the creatures in the forest became active, and the huge millipedes came out to look for food. Their body length was as much as 2 meters. When the thing crawled, its slender legs rubbed against the armor, making a crisp and piercing sound.

Giant millipedes are vegetarians, occasionally eat some small animals, and usually do not attack adult savages, except, of course, babies.

Malu's perception is quite good, maybe it sensed a huge creature approaching, and it fled immediately.

After all, where is Wangcai's physique, weighing 6 tons!

"It's these trees, push them all down!" Zhao Yunxiang came to the forest, he was very repulsed to come to the dense forest at night because there were too many mosquitoes here.

Mosquitoes the size of flies ask you if you are afraid, and when you slap them down, the burst plasma can splash on your face.

"Ho Ho~!"

Reluctantly, Wangcai raised his foot, and kicked the little tree violently.

"Crack~!"

A one-meter-diameter tree was kicked to the ground, a tree with lush foliage that would make a good smokehouse.

Yesterday's thatched cottage used this kind of tree and arrow frame, and the overall effect is not bad.

Back with a few trees, the savages built a huge tripod with ease, and then piled up a lot of leaves.

In the prehistoric world, conifers were relatively common,

This kind of trunk is relatively strong, but the leaves are too small.

In fact, what Zhao Yunxiang likes most is the mucus secreted by coniferous trees after injury, which is equivalent to modern pine resin and is a natural adhesive.

In his hand, he was playing with a piece of crystal clear turpentine, and there was a thumb-sized ant in the turpentine. This thing was formed by chance. Under special circumstances, after tens of thousands of years, it will become priceless amber .

"Boss, why did you build this house?" Xiaoqiang checked the soundness of the house, and at the same time collected a lot of shrubs and fresh weeds according to what Zhao Yunxiang said.

"We have too much dinosaur meat, let alone today, even the day after tomorrow. I built this house to process the meat so that it can be preserved for a long time." Zhao Yunxiang patted the small building just built. house.

"How to deal with it?" Xiaoqiang asked again, he likes contacting Zhao Yunxiang the most, because he can learn a lot of knowledge, even the elders of the tribe have never heard of this knowledge.

"First grill the meat half-cooked, then put it in a small house, light a fire under the house, and cover the shrubs and fresh weeds, which will form thick smoke." Zhao Yunxiang paused and said, "The thick smoke brings warmth With the unique smoky smell, half-cooked dragon meat can be further dried and cooked, and finally become a unique flavor of smoked meat."

"This..." Xiaoqiang said that he didn't quite understand, "Smoking can cook the meat? Will the fire not ignite the bushes? Or...the bushes will extinguish the fire because they are too wet."

"So, someone needs to watch the smokehouse and adjust it at any time." Zhao Yunxiang shrugged. "It's a pity that this is a tropical place. Otherwise, if you set up a freezer or something, you don't have to worry about the spoilage of the dragon meat."

"What is a freezer?" Xiaoqiang asked again.

"Hurry up and work!!" Zhao Yunxiang expressed a headache and didn't want to say anything to this savage with so many questions.

It didn't take long for the smokehouse to be completed, and the wild people divided the fire into several piles, and sliced ​​dragon meat was grilled on the fire.

The semi-precious stone spear blade of the Karazhan tribe is really useful for cutting meat. Although this is poisonous, the toxin will completely dissipate after being baked by the flame.

Xiaoqiang grilled the meat, thought for a while, and then muttered to himself, "If the flame can remove the toxin, then the poisoned spear will not be poisonous after being roasted, right?"

With this idea, he started to try, and then...

"Boss, why would the spear blade explode?" Xiao Qiang touched his face, just now, the very fragrant spear blade burst suddenly, unexpectedly, the fragments of the spear blade were so hot that they could not come off no matter how they stuck to the face. Xiaoqiang's face was cooked.

Seeing Xiaoqiang like this, Zhao Yunxiang felt helpless, the IQ of the savage was really not high. .

"The texture of gemstones is similar to that of glass. If you bake it like this, the heat will be uneven, and it will definitely burst." Zhao Yunxiang looked at the scalded Xiaoqiang, "I didn't expect the spear blade of semi-precious stones to be so unheated."

The power of flames is very strong. With fire, civilization can be bred. Xiaoqiang's thinking is relatively avant-garde.