"Chu Lan, if that doesn't work, let's dismember it and carry it."

Shen Qingyue knew what he was thinking and said.

"no."

Chu Lan shook her head.

"If it was to be dismembered, I would just chop off its head."

"I'll give it a try first."

Chu Lan bent down, grabbed both sides of the saltwater crocodile with both hands, and lifted it suddenly.

"Hiss~"

Chu Lan gritted her teeth, lifted the saltwater crocodile for a few seconds, and then threw it down again.

"It's too heavy. Even if you drag it, it will be very laborious."

Chu Lan was helpless.

With his strength, he could lift a saltwater crocodile, but he couldn't hold it back physically.

If you drag it, you can save a lot of energy, but if you drag it forcefully, you can drag it back to the camp.

But not only is the speed very slow, but it also damages the perfect skin of the saltwater crocodile.

Chu Lan, who was at a loss for a moment, then turned to look at the dense jungle and couldn't help but sigh.

If there was a trolley, they wouldn't be helpless.

"Wait, cart."

Chu Lan looked at the trees next to the jungle and had a plan in mind.

He remembered that the road from the camp to the seaside was flat, with no severe terrain such as high slopes.

"It's just this material..."

Chu Lan scratched his head, feeling a little reluctant.

"Chu Lan, did you think of something?"

Shen Qingyue asked after noticing his expression.

Chu Lan had no intention of hiding it and spoke out her thoughts.

"You want to make a wooden cart?"

Shen Qingyue's eyes widened.

"yes."

Chu Lan nodded.

"A small cart may not be difficult to make, but we only have engineering shovels."

Shen Qingyue smiled bitterly.

The production of trolleys requires precision and requires many special tools.

"I know."

Chu Lan said calmly.

"Then you still..."

Shen Qingyue didn't understand.

Although she didn't know if Chu Lan could make a trolley, but even if he did, without the assistance of other small tools, the trolley would probably be a semi-finished product or even a defective product.

"Do we have a better way?"

Chu Lan asked rhetorically.

"Yeah, we really have no choice."

Shen Qingyue sighed.

I have to say that Chu Lan’s idea is not problematic.

"Chu Lan wants to make a trolley?"

He Xiang also found it incredible.

"Where did Chu Lan learn carpentry?"

Lu Wenwen was very curious.

"Chu Lan's idea is quite original."

Mr. Bei praised.

Most people wouldn't think of making a stroller.

"It's just that this saltwater crocodile is over three meters long. It's simply impossible to make a suitable trolley."

Mr. Bei gave everyone a vaccination in advance.

"What Mr. Pei said is right. My grandfather is a carpenter. In carpentry work, each part must have a specific length. Without the assistance of tools, the final cart will not be usable."

"Let's see again. Maybe Chu Lan can do anything?"

"What can be done? Chu Lan doesn't even have a ruler."

The audience was talking a lot.

No one would believe that Chu Lan could make a trolley.

They all thought that Chu Lan was just a whim.

But Chu Lan didn't think so.

Since he dared to say it, he certainly had his own reasons.

It has never been his character to be aimless.

"Shen Qingyue, come and help me."

Chu Lan looked at the position of the sun.

I guess it's around two o'clock now.

Then time is already quite tight.

They spent an afternoon building a trolley to transport the saltwater crocodile to the stream for dissection.

Finally, it is sent back to the camp for smoking.

"I hope it goes well."

Chu Lan also became anxious inside.

Then he took out a rope from his pocket.

"Chu Lan, what do you need me to do?"

Shen Qingyue asked curiously.

"Make a ruler."

Chu Lan stepped on one end of the rope under her feet and pulled the other end above her head.

"Here, aim at this position and cut it off."

Chu Lan handed over the stone knife and said.

Shen Qingyue quickly aimed at the position where Chu Lan was holding her, made a few strokes on the rope and cut it off.

"I understand, you want to use your own height as a standard to mark the basic scale."

Shen Qingyue looked at Chu Lan and suddenly realized.

"That's right."

Chu Lan smiled.

"If you cut it at this place, excluding the stepped part of the rope, the length of the remaining rope will be 1.8 meters."

"As long as we keep folding it in half, we can mark the approximate scale."

Chu Lan explained.

"As expected of you, but the results are still not accurate enough."

Shen Qingyue bluntly pointed out the flaws in the idea.

"It doesn't matter, I just need a ruler. Whether it is accurate or not does not affect the overall situation."

Chu Lan waved her hand and said nonchalantly.

"But we don't have dye, so we can't mark the rope."

Chu Lan said, walking to a small tree.
To be continued...