So no matter what I think now, this big goat that died on the raft really has nothing to do with me. Another thing is that I think the vultures circling in the sky in the distance are probably just observations.

My movements, but this does not rule out that these vultures are actually observing the big goat that died on the raft.

I don't understand, based on my thinking mode, I guess whether the vultures' ideas are absolutely correct, but I know that these guesses have a certain probability of happening, so I am very desperate at the moment.

Then I began to comfort myself with everything I had now, such as fig juice, a large stone pot that could be used to cook white meat, a sturdy stone house, and a tree array to protect against vultures and eagles.

What's outrageous is that there is also a warehouse full of stored bacon, including monkey meat, rabbit meat, and even other animal meat. Of course, there is also the most priceless wealth in the end, the moon!

This can completely make me take a cold shower, then eat delicious bacon, have some fig juice, or even hum a love song, and hold the moon while admiring the bright stars and moonlight in the night sky. Is this possible?

Isn’t this a bad life?

No! I don’t quite understand what strange creatures like us humans are, but I must be obsessed with mutton, and I’m so unwilling to do so! This is a fat animal weighing about 800 kilograms.

Sheep! It can provide me with so much mutton that I even need to build a large storage warehouse, and it can also provide soft wool blankets. I even thought about it and planned to put the wool in a big pot first.

The method of boiling water is solved.

So I went back to the stone house and told Yue my helplessness, but Yue seemed to be smiling. I didn't know if Yue was actually smiling. Anyway, in the past few months, I always felt like Yue was smiling.

But even though Yue was smiling, she didn't respond to me.

The sky outside the stone house seemed to be slowly getting ready for the night. Even the very blurry moon on the horizon had a simple outline at this moment. However, my mood was extremely complicated. I was so worried that I wanted to look at the entire mountain range.

To the point where they were all demolished.

…

Suddenly I had a flash of inspiration and ran out of the stone house like crazy because I thought of a way to pull the goat up, but I just didn't know if the fur rope could have such a large load-bearing capacity. But no matter what, everything is God's fault.

My fault is that I am just an extremely ignorant mortal, so I do what I can do and leave the rest to God.

With this plan in mind, I found a better piece of wooden stick, about one and a half as thick as my arm, and then used the principle of leverage to push the handle of the winch. In fact, I inserted this piece of wooden stick into the stone on the stone ground.

hole, then use the lever principle to push the handle, and then use another wooden stick to intercept the rotation.

Anyway, this process is very physical, but it works, which is the key! Although this method does make the winch work, it is also very, very slow, but I don't care at all.

In the process of doing all this, not to mention that I was sweating profusely, even out of breath, and I could still hear the creaking of the fur ropes, but I knew that these were minor problems, and the main thing was to pray.

Vultures and eagles should not suddenly get mad and attack the dead goat, or attack me.

Although vultures or eagles, strictly speaking, they will not be able to hurt me for a while, because they will return to the stone house, which is protected by the sharp tree array, but whether they are vultures or eagles, they are too big.

, whether it was an attack on the dead goat on the raft or an attack on the winch, then this set of sophisticated equipment would inevitably suffer heavy losses.

Maybe God really took pity on me and always added luck to me and Yue? So before it got dark, I used this leverage principle to get myself completely exhausted. The raft and the sheep had already touched the cliff.

The sides are parallel, which means you're already halfway there.

And this process actually took about an hour. Although the distance may be only fifty meters, it really took me up to an hour. Another half-successful meaning is actually very simple, the height difference between the winch and the raft

Some things are not ideal. I cannot directly raise the raft to a position higher than the edge of the cliff, and then I can pull it over.

Of course, there are many options for me at present, and there is one option that can be implemented immediately, but it is very dangerous, that is to start breaking down the huge goat with a sharp stone, but this process needs to be completed while standing on the raft.

, although the raft and the fur rope are relatively strong, and I only weigh about a hundred pounds, right?

But this is undoubtedly very risky, so I can't do this. If I want to drag the goat directly to the cliff, my strength is not enough at all, so I think it can only be considered half of the success at present.

In the end, I felt that I was definitely a genius, but I still had to take risks. I used a newly made fur rope to tie the neck of the huge goat. During this process, I had to stand on the raft, so I could feel

My legs and even my whole body were shaking uncontrollably, and my heartbeat was accelerating. But this accelerating heartbeat was not because I fell in love with the big sheep. Of course, I couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. This was because I was too scared. After all,

The fur rope was still creaking and making strange noises.

After doing all this, I extended the rope, first simply tied it to a towering tree not far behind me, and then found a lot of wooden sticks. This was originally prepared firewood, and the fire source could not

Damn it, I don’t want to experience the process of drilling wood to make fire again.

But now these wooden sticks have a new purpose. Because the goat itself is too heavy, when the rope is pried using the lever principle, the wooden sticks will be clamped on the big tree, which is thickening the big tree. Maybe in other people's eyes

Come on, this approach is stupid, but it is definitely not stupid for me, because all I need is to pull the giant goat up the cliff, it is that simple.

So as long as the towering trees can be thickened in this way and the fur rope can be reduced to less than three meters, the big sheep will actually be dragged up the cliff. Then this big sheep will definitely be my food, and I will even

I wanted to get rid of the mutton as soon as possible, because I was afraid it would go bad like the previous eagle meat.

But the fact is that my almost crazy method is completely feasible. In the completely dark sky, the bright stars are shining all over the sky, and the bright moon is extremely gentle in the sky. It is simply natural.

What a light source! I even thought that today is the fifteenth day? How can the moon be so round and even so bright? It feels like the whole world is completely illuminated by the moonlight. I am so happy! After all, the big sheep

It is already on the edge of the cliff, and it is right next to the winch. There is no need to worry that the big sheep will fall off the cliff again. It is the weight of almost 800 kilograms, coupled with the fixation of the rope, even if I push it, I can't push it.

Going down.

Then I first reported the matter intact to Yue, who was already lying in the tree array beside the stone house. I told Yue that I had some plump mutton to eat, and we could also sleep together on a soft bed.

wool blanket. Another thing is, I also praised myself in front of the moon, saying that I was simply the smartest human being in the world.

Then I quickly dealt with the big sheep. After all, I don’t seem to know much about the habits of animals at night, and I don’t know if there will be any dangers, so I am very alert.

Then the mutton was brutally destroyed starting from the buttocks with sharp stones, and the first wound was not cut with sharp stones, but smashed with sharp stones. After all, the skin of this big sheep is really thick.

Another thing is that although I am indeed very happy and excited now, I also know that I have to hurry up, so when I was breaking down this big sheep, I first stoned all the meat or even cut it roughly.

I was busy until noon of the next day, and I quickly washed my body, because now I looked absolutely terrible, covered in blood, so after washing, I put Yue back into the stone house, and then I

I started to clean up the bloody battlefield bit by bit.

I removed the dirt from the intestines and other things and cleaned them. I knew that not only could this thing be eaten, it actually had another very interesting use. According to my hazy memory, the softer sheep intestines, if

If processed well, it can be made into a condom. As for the function of this condom, haha? Anyway, when I had this idea, I subconsciously thought of Yue.

Then I quickly cleaned some mutton, put it in a pot and cooked it, but not much. I knew it would be wasted if it was not finished. Then I prepared all the other preparations for smoking. I need to cook this for about the final time.

There are only more than 600 kilograms of pure mutton, all of which are stored.

That is, when I was making smoked mutton, bursts of fragrance wafted from the big pot, so I picked up a piece with a wooden stick and tasted it, and my face immediately changed. Because it was different from what I imagined.

Is it the same? This tastes terrible. It has no taste at all. It’s not even as delicious as rabbit meat. What’s going on?

Could it be that there is some misunderstanding about mutton in my hazy memory? So I continued to smoke the mutton with great concern. Although it is true that it is not delicious and tasteless, it is still meat and cannot be wasted.

This process actually lasted a whole day and night, and even the fire was enlarged a lot before the mutton was roasted. Of course, a new storage warehouse was also built, and now it is full of smoked mutton. It is really full.

The warehouse was full, but I couldn't feel happy at all. I thought, if I had known this was the case, it would be better not to waste nearly half a year of planning and waste so much effort. I don't even know how many brain cells have died.

, and then I got a pile of mutton that was not delicious at all, and it still smelled like mutton.
Chapter completed!