In the afternoon, the fairy still carried two baskets and went to the forest to pick fruits. However, the remaining berries she picked up in the morning had disappeared, leaving only the remains of the fruit shells in the open space.
The fairy didn't care much. She used the "fruit smasher" to hit the fruits on the tree as usual. After two baskets were filled, she looked at the few sparse ones left on the tree. The fairy was extremely conscientious.
chose to stop.
Carrying two baskets, she passed by the stream again. The fairy lowered the baskets she had knitted at noon into the stream, thinking that she would come back tomorrow to see how the harvest was. However, after she left, a small white mink climbed down from the tree.
It curiously walked to the fish basket, and then used its paws to pull the fish basket up.
It first curiously studied the fish basket, and found that there was a jumping little fish in the fish basket. The little marten immediately became excited, picked out the small fish with its claws, and then ate it in one bite.
It was immediately captured by the delicious taste of the small fish, and its beard stood up in excitement. When it looked at the fish basket on the shore again, its eyes became bright.
The fairy made half of the newly harvested berries into jam (of course, it did not successfully trigger spiritual food), and cut half into slices and dried them on the big stone slab in the yard, ready to be made into dried fruit.
This slate is probably used by women to dry medicine, and it exudes an extremely strong medicinal fragrance. The fairy has not been able to find suitable materials for making dustpans, so she can only reluctantly dry it here first, and wait until she finds it later.
Bamboo, let’s start making household props again.
After handling the fruits, the fairy took a nap for a while. When the sun outside was not so strong, she picked up the basket, picked up the bow and walked towards the Reed Lake.
We agreed in the morning that we were going to hunt wild ducks, just to see what her attack power was. Although I tried it on a civet in the morning, the lethality is definitely different when unarmed and when armed.
Reed Lake is right in front of the cabin. The fairy can walk a few hundred meters to get there. However, there are not many ducks on the lake today, only three or two scattered here and there.
Since she chose to hunt wild ducks, it was impossible for the fairy to just go up with a big bow. Let’s not talk about whether her swimming skills are good or not. By the time she swam over with a groan, the duck would have already run away. (Well,
A good bow and arrow was turned into a melee by Caibi's fairy)
Of course, the main reason is that the fairy does not want to waste her arrows. Her arrow skills are so poor that it is difficult to retrieve them if they are shot into the water.
So the fairy carefully carried the basket and got into the reeds. She chose a hidden location, then took out the tools from the basket. She squatted on the ground and started to make a trap using the geographical location.
After a while, a simple lasso trap was produced in her hand. The fairy put the leftover crab shell residue from lunch in the lasso, then carefully retreated to a distance and started to squat.
The method of making traps was learned by Xian Ling from a wilderness survival video. She had never practiced it, but the principle was simple and she remembered it after watching it once. She just happened to use it to practice today.
The environment in the reeds was very humid, there were many bugs, and it was extremely hot. After squatting for a while, the fairy was bitten by mosquitoes. However, she did not dare to fight or scratch, for fear that the movement would disturb her.
Scare away prey about to take the bait.
I don't know how long I hunkered down, probably more than an hour, but finally there was movement from the trap ahead.
The fairy listened carefully for a while, and after confirming that the prey was caught by the noose, he quickly opened the obstructing reed in front of him.
She ran over and took a look, and she was happy. Sure enough, there was a fat duck in the trap with a noose around its neck. It was fluttering its wings and struggling violently, but it didn't help. The noose would only get tighter and tighter.
While the duck was quacking, the fairy rushed up and gave it an arrow. This time she shot it accurately, and a big -15 immediately floated out of the duck's head.
But it wasn't dead yet, and it even became more ferocious and struggled more violently. Seeing that it was about to break free from the rope, the fairy quickly shot another arrow, and the wild duck finally tilted its head and passed out.
The fairy carried the bloody wild duck to the lake to clean it. Perhaps she had made too much noise when killing the duck just now. The lake was quiet at the moment. Not to mention the wild duck, not even a dragonfly was seen.
The fairy skillfully disemboweled the wild duck. She didn't throw away the internal organs. She planned to take them home to make natural fertilizer. Duck feathers are also good. Clean them, boil them to sterilize them, and dry them before storing them.
Why store it? It must be too little! When you get more in the future, you can make yourself a down vest. The fairy has not forgotten her experience of almost freezing to death in the snow.
Speaking of down vests, it seems that she doesn't have any cloth. There is no one in this secret place except the dead woman. It seems that before winter comes, she not only has to store enough winter food, but also find ways to keep warm clothes.
Get it together.
Looking at the weather and climate, it should be like August or September. There are still about two months until winter, so she needs to act quickly!
Thinking of the coming winter, the fairy's desire to eat delicious food suddenly faded away. Compared with the desire for food, survival was obviously more urgent. So the fairy stopped cooking duck meat at night, and instead marinated the duck.
Prepare to make cured duck for winter consumption.
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In the evening, after the fairy had finished weaving the rope, she made herself a bed in the kitchen, a bed made of dried reeds and rushes.
Although it looked a little sloppy, the comfort of lying on it was very good. After all, the rushes were soft and slender, and the smell was good after drying. In short, the fairy had the most comfortable sleep since coming to another world.
The result of being too comfortable was that the fairy woke up late for the first time the next day. She was awakened by the childish quacking of the little duck in the house. The first reaction when she opened her eyes was to go to the bedside to touch her mobile phone, but it turned out that the mobile phone was not there.
When he touched it, he touched a hand of plant ash. The fairy was so frightened that he immediately woke up.
Oops, I almost forgot, she traveled through time and is now in a strange world.
The fairy moved his stiff body and got up from the bed. After cleaning his teeth with a small amount of salt dipped in a reed tassel, the fairy carried the kitchen garbage accumulated for two days and headed to the woods behind the cabin.
She has already piled up two piles of natural fertilizer in the grove, and today she is going to pile the third pile. Anyway, there is no way to have too much natural fertilizer, and it will not expire if left alone.
After composting, the fairy cleaned the clay pot and picked a lot of wild vegetables. Most of the wild vegetables now are old, and some even have flowers. The fairy picked half the pot and picked some that were relatively fresh.
Got home.
Of course, it is impossible to continue eating wild vegetables for breakfast. Even if the fairy is not picky about food, she will vomit after eating wild vegetables for several days in a row. These wild vegetables are prepared by her for the little duck.
The duck was still young, and the wild vegetables needed to be processed before being fed to it. So Xianling herself started chopping wild vegetables in the kitchen before she had breakfast. In order to achieve nutritional balance, she even took several snails and mixed them in.
, Sure enough, the little duck ate very happily.
But, ducks are too good at pooping, right? The fairy frowned at the duck droppings in the cage, and moved the little duck to the yard with great disgust. He reluctantly built a shed for the little duck with reed poles. The fairy thought, animal husbandry
The shed must be erected without delay.
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The fairy's breakfast is a bowl of boiled snails mixed with honey jam. To be honest, as a southerner who loves sweets, the taste of the snails is not very good. Even if the fairy is afraid of spicy food, he has to admit that the snails want to eat spicy food.
If you want it to be delicious and get rid of the earthy smell, you still have to combine onions, ginger, garlic and chili oil.
After reluctantly destroying breakfast, the fairy ground the snail shells into powder and put it in a jar, saving it for calcium supplementation for the ducklings.
The fairy glanced at the woman in the next room as if she were going through her daily routine. She found that her body was still as fresh and tender as ever, without any transformation or any strange smell, so she closed the door again with confidence.
Her main task today is to go to the forest to collect firewood. After all, winter is coming soon, and the more firewood the better. As for the second task, it is to find food. Only jam will definitely not work. People will feel at ease if they find the staple food early.
So the fairy packed up her things and went out wearing the newly knitted straw hat last night. The new straw hat was woven with dried rushes. Not only did the hat look fresh and fresh, but it was also very comfortable. In short, the fairy was very happy.
like.
Today, the fairy walked in another direction of the forest. There is no shortage of firewood in the autumn forest, and there are dead branches and leaves everywhere. The fairy picked up the dead branches and piled them together, waiting to pick them up when they return.
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After a total of three piles of fairies were piled up, she stopped. She stepped up the basket and prepared to go deeper.
The further you go, the more towering the trees become, and the plants become more and more domineering, covering almost all places where they can spread. There are also several layers of fallen leaves on the ground. The ones below have rotted, and they crunch when you step on them.
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From time to time, the sounds of various animals could be heard in her ears, and there were movements passing by in the trees from time to time. The fairy had a bow on her shoulder and a kitchen knife in her hand. She was not very afraid, so she boldly groped forward.
There were no roads in the unexplored forest, and the bushes were all unreasonably long. After cleaning them with a kitchen knife for a while, the fairy had to give up. It was too difficult to open a road.
She found a random place nearby and started exploring.
What is the most encountered thing? They are mushrooms. They come in various colors. It makes the fairy hate himself for not buying a book on mushrooms and reading them before traveling through time.
Secondly, there were some small berries that she didn't recognize. The fairy didn't dare to pick them randomly, but only picked some that had been pecked by birds.
One of the berries was a bit like a raspberry. The fairy tasted it and found that it tasted sour and sweet. Although it was not as good as the berries, it was still a rare delicacy.
In addition to berries, it didn't take long for the fairy to make another discovery. A huge vine covered with kiwi fruits!
By the way, that fluffy, green fruit should be kiwi, right?
The fairy was a little unsure because it looked a little different from the kiwi fruit in Blue Star. But after the fairy saw a colorful little monkey crawling towards the kiwi vine, she was sure that it was edible.
The fairy picked up the kitchen knife and was about to go forward to pick it. The next second, the little monkey was suddenly whipped away by a vine without warning.
Faeries:!!!
The little monkey let out a scream, and then quickly climbed up the tree with its tail between its legs under the bewildered gaze of the fairy.
Fairy: What is this? It actually drives it? Has the plant become a spirit?
She felt shuddering. No, we can't stay here for long! The immortal spirit who cherished her life tightened the kitchen knife in her hand and chose to retreat.
Just as she retreated a few meters away, something unexpected happened again. Only the sound of whipping could be heard from behind. The fairy looked back and saw the colorful monkey that attacked her last time holding her child and seeking revenge on the kiwi vine.
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The monkey stretched out its long sharp claws and scratched the vines in front of it. After a while, the leaves of the vines fell to the ground.
The monkey opened its mouth full of fangs and demonstrated toward the vine. The next second, a kiwi fruit detached from the vine. Just like in a science fiction movie, the kiwi fruit grew countless spikes in the wind, and then snapped.
It hit the colorful monkey on the head.
The monkey protected the child and screamed as it was hit. It was so angry that the nails on its ten fingers suddenly grew longer, and then it cut the vine in front of it into two pieces. The broken vine still looked like a snake when it fell to the ground.
It squirmed, and then turned yellow again the moment the fairy swallowed its saliva.
Oh my god, luckily the last time I met this monkey, she didn't dare to provoke her, otherwise she would have ended up like this vine. Thinking that her body was cut into two parts, the fairy beat her.
Shivering, he stopped watching the excitement and ran forward with a kitchen knife and a basket.
She didn't know how long she had been running, but the only T-shirt she wore had been torn by thorns and shrubs. She suddenly heard the sound of explosions in the distance.
Then "bang bang bang", like countless grenades exploding, the branches and leaves of the trees around her shook violently, and the air seemed to be filled with the sweet smell of fruit.
The fairy's heart was beating uncontrollably. She didn't know what happened specifically, but she was sure that if she hadn't decisively chosen to evacuate just now, she would have been blown to pieces by the explosion.
After the explosive running, the stamina was exhausted. The fairy sat on the root of a giant tree and breathed heavily. The movement there finally stopped for a long time. The fairy listened carefully for a while, and indeed
There is no other sound
She struggled mentally for a while, but finally decided to touch it quietly.
She didn't know what she was expecting. According to the plot in the movie, there must be holes to pick up after the war.
The fairy carefully groped around the kiwi vine, and then was shocked by the tragic scene in front of her.
Everywhere you looked you could see fallen trees, exploding fruits, and green juice splashing all over the ground.
The fairy was afraid that the juice was poisonous and did not dare to step into the battlefield at will. From a distance, she saw the dying monkey holding her child and licking its hair. The child was already dead, and half of its head was blown off.
, and it wasn't much better. The colorful hairs on its body were covered with green juice, and were also covered with fine white needles.
Tragic! It’s so miserable! Why can’t you think of provoking the spirited Fuji?
The fairy cast a sympathetic look at the colorful monkey. The colorful monkey turned its head with feeling, and then met the fairy's sympathetic eyes. It made a miserable sound towards the fairy, and then closed it forever.