Then I slowly followed the procedure and put the raft into the cliff. In fact, I didn't get more animal skins, so I didn't get more fur ropes, and the fur ropes also need to be very strong, which increases the thickness.

At this point, the distance between the raft and my cliff edge is no more than about fifty meters, but this short period of about fifty meters is really made of the furs of countless rabbits, even monkeys, and even other animals.

It's not easy.

Then I used the wooden sticks prepared in advance to jam the handle of the winch, and then took some fig fruits to lure the lambs. While I was doing all this, not only were the vultures and big dogs below me

I was observing, and the eagles on the towering trees in the distance were also observing. Even the lions seemed to be basking in the sun while observing my movements.

Other animals did not observe me so attentively, such as the scattered zebra herd, the huge bison herd that appeared at some point, even the rhino herd, and the monkeys... In fact, they all seemed to be indifferent to my actions.

generally.

But now I am in a very complicated mood. I have been waiting for the goat to be lured to the raft by the figs, and then I suddenly stirred the winch and used the principle of lift to pierce the sharp tree trunk into the lamb's skin, causing it to die on the raft.

I waited for several days. It was obvious that the sheep were wary of this strange platform that appeared above their heads. Although they knew that there were definitely figs on it, they just didn't come close. Therefore, this wait made me very impatient, even...

Disappointed.

However, I did not stop digging traps and making fur ropes. While I was busy with these things, I would take the raft to the top of the mountain. After all, the cost of making a raft was too high and I couldn’t afford to lose it.

So recently I started to complain about the moon. I often cursed the sheep and the animals watching from a distance. I also cursed God in front of the moon. Why can't you give me a little more luck? Let me catch one.

How about a sheep to satisfy its craving? Anyway, the world seems to be just me and Yue, can’t it be nicer to us?

Perhaps it was my curse that played a certain role. On the fourth day, I once again used fig fruits to lure the lambs. I knew that the lambs were actually more curious and courageous than the big sheep.

, and sure enough, with my unremitting efforts, it paid off. A lamb really got on the raft because of its own curiosity and fearless courage. In an instant, the animal skin rope tightened and let out a cry.

It makes a scary creaking sound, but it seems to hold up.

The lamb was eating figs, but the sharp tree trunk did not cause any harm to it. After the lamb ate it, it swaggered away from the raft? This really made me furious!

So I started to re-analyze the physical problems of these lambs. I think it should be that these goats live on the cliff all year round. This is certainly not able to avoid thousands or even tens of thousands of collisions every day. Therefore, the fur should be very thick, and it is not simple.

The sharp tree trunks can be pierced.

Another thing is, in fact, I also tried to stir the winch when the lamb was eating figs on the raft, but it couldn't be stirred at all, if it weren't for the wooden sticks prepared in advance blocking the handle of the winch and the rope on the edge of the cliff.

To share the hard work on the rocks, the winch should actually be pulled down, because the sheep is too heavy!

After analyzing these situations, I really feel a little desperate. After all, this means that this method can only give figs to the goats to eat, and there is even a risk of losing the raft. So I regard this matter as an absolute one.

I told Yue everything about Wu Yi Ten, but Yue ignored me.

I thought a lot that night and was ready to break the pot! Then in the following days, not only must I not forget to let the goats taste a little sweetness every day, but I must also work hard to strengthen the winch and the quality of the fur rope. From the original

The ten strands of fur rope were reinforced to fifteen strands, because I really didn’t want to lose the raft. After all, those sharp tree trunks on the raft were hand-polished by me on rough stones. This is no joke. This requires

So much sweat and time was spent.

But God didn't seem to be optimistic about my determination. Suddenly that day, the big sheep got on the raft to eat figs, and really stepped on a sharp tree trunk, but instead of being stabbed, it got stuck in the middle.

Not coming? After all, its four legs are stuck tightly and it can’t jump up.

This is difficult to handle. In this situation? I don’t have the strength to winch it up. Although my muscles are really well developed, this goat weighs at least 800 kilograms, right? Is this a joke?

What's more, my equipment itself is not good, but now the fur rope is not broken, which is already a miracle among miracles.

So I thought this was God punishing me instead of being kind to me. What’s more, the big goat was still moving around on the raft. I felt that I could quickly break free and disconnect the fur rope connecting the raft, so I didn’t ask Yue first.

Report the situation, because the rope has been making a dangerous creaking sound. These ropes and rafts are my property!

Therefore, I made the most dangerous decision, directly throwing stones at the goat's head as much as possible. I knew this was very dangerous, but I had no choice but to do something. Instead of waiting for the goat to finally break free and cause the rope to break free, I made the most dangerous decision.

If it breaks off and falls down with my raft, I might as well smash it to death and try again, then maybe a miracle will happen.

So I was very anxious and worried, and every time a stone hit the goat, the fur rope would make a very scary creaking sound, and the winch would also make a terrifying creaking sound, as if it was about to fall apart.

Average, but okay, I put a lot of effort into this big winch, because there are no nails or anything like that. This winch is actually a large tree stump as a whole, and the handle is installed by me slowly and little by little with fire.

An irregular round hole was created by burning. I also knew that the handle would be very strenuous when working, so the wood was carefully selected. Another thing is, I knew that trees would easily split from the grain, so I used fur ropes.

Very strict bundling was carried out.

It can be said at this point that the winch system I made is a very, very sophisticated thing. Although the appearance looks weird and unsightly, it does not affect its normal operation at all. Moreover, the chassis of this winch is actually made of stone.

A hole in the ground.

Therefore, when I threw the tenth stone, it did hit the goat on the head. Moreover, the other goats only watched from a distance and did not dare to approach. The vultures actually hovered in the sky, staring at this place, and those eagles.

Also stared from afar.

However, I don't care about this, because I am very happy now. The goat suddenly suffered a head injury. Maybe it is not dead, right? It may have passed out, because the stones I threw were not very big. After all, this has to be taken into consideration.

The total load-bearing capacity of this winch system is that when rocks are hit, it will really produce weight. Speed ​​is weight! Although it will be buffered by the soft meat of the goat, it won’t be buffered much, so this

It's really not a joke. If you make a mistake in this step, you may be doomed to lose this complex winch system.

And my luck is certainly very good. The goat must have passed out. I know that it must not have passed out for a long time, so now I have to use the winch to pull the goat up together with the raft. Unfortunately, I have tried many times, but I can’t do it myself.

There was no such strength at all. The winch and rope were making weird creaking sounds, but they still didn't move at all.

Seeing this, I really have no better way. I feel that this big goat, which is only about fifty meters away from me, may not have anything to do with me, right? This is also a joke played by God on me. If it is a little goat

That's great, I believe I can pull it up, but obviously, the gap between imagination and reality is still huge.

I sat on the ground basking in the sun, looking numbly at the clear sky, thinking that it had taken me a total of four months from the beginning to make these tools to plan this matter. But the current situation is,

I can only sit here in a daze.

I was really dazed for a long time, and finally gave up completely. I also reported this matter to Yue, telling Yue that it seems that we really have no chance to have a soft woolen blanket. This is definitely arranged by God, absolutely.

It is not something that a common and ignorant human like me can compete with.

Of course, Yue Cai ignored my complaints and just lay quietly on the soft eagle feathers, showing me her amazing face and figure. So I smiled silly and prepared to collect some.

Fresh figs, and then some roasted fresh rabbit meat in the evening, sit with the moon, continue to watch the beautiful stars at night and the extremely gentle moonlight, and don’t think about the mutton and soft wool blanket, just treat it here

There have never been goats.

But things were not as simple as I thought. My obsession with mutton and soft woolen blankets was too deep. I was lying on the edge of the cliff again, staring at the huge goat that was probably not even fifty meters away from me.

, but this goat must not have fainted, it must have really died from a head injury, right? But from a distance, I couldn’t see why, so I could only shake my head and smile bitterly.

Of course, I also thought about it, how about going down the fur rope myself, then cutting the goat with sharp stones, throwing away half of it, and then returning to the cliff, so that I can winch it up with a winch.

But I immediately rejected this idea because it was too dangerous. Although the fur rope was indeed not broken and the winch seemed to be really strong, there were still some terrifying creaking sounds from time to time. If I got down to the raft,

There are too many uncertain factors, and various ways of death may occur.

God knows whether the huge vultures in the distance will attack me, because they are still circling and staring here. Even those huge eagles are also staring here. God knows whether these eagles will attack me. Anyway, no matter what

Eagle or vulture, if it attacks me while I'm on the raft, I will definitely die.
Chapter completed!