Chapter 57 Simple Nest
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Locke held the sharp stone that had just killed the strange creature and walked towards the surrounding stones. His body hasn't recovered yet, and he can only be regarded as Locke, who can't fall while walking. He must hold a weapon in his hand. The strange creature has an abnormal pair of pliers, and the deep impression left on him is still on his arm.
Looking around, the little sharp stone that just smashed the creature to death could be considered a weapon. In fact, Locke also has a weapon, which is a short dagger hidden in his boots, but Locke will not use it. The carapace of the strange creature is so hard that he is not sure that he can cut it with a short dagger.
The surrounding stones did not disappoint him. As soon as Locke opened one, he saw two of those strange creatures spitting gray bubbles on top of each other. The gray-white creature was enjoying the shade under the stone, and was suddenly startled by the incoming sunlight and the appearance of Locke. The eight legs were hurriedly kicked, and the only unfit pliers were raised, pointing at Locke.
The experienced Locke avoided the raised pliers, and slammed down the stone in his hand fiercely, "Boom! Boom! Boom!" After a few smashes, the two gray-white creatures were close to each other and turned into two Meatloaf.
Locke sat down panting, stretched out his hand to the corpses of the two strange creatures, and ate it with his fingers regardless of his disgust. The half of the gray-white crustacean creature that was eaten just now was not enough to give him its teeth. These two came just right.
The feeling of eating raw food is very bad, but Locke still eats it with relish. This strange creature is no different from other bugs. It has a sour or unpleasant odor. Except the taste is a bit astringent, other Locke can accept it. This is much more delicious than the black bread in the camp. Locke doesn't know if he is hungry and thinks everything is delicious, or if this thing really tastes good, such an idea popped up in his heart.
After two or three bites, Locke collected the shells, pincers and eight legs that these two strange creatures could not eat. First, he felt that this thing should be useful because it was so hard. Second, during the four years of war, Locke has experienced more than once. It is extremely unwise to go camping in the wild and expose the smell of blood and food residues in the wild. Locke still doesn't know what's going on around him, and he doesn't dare to be sloppy. It's also a loss that Locke ate clean enough, and there wasn't much to clean up, just put away what he couldn't eat.
Since cultivating Dou Qi, Locke's sense of the body has strengthened a lot. For example, at this time, he can clearly feel that the food he just ate has reached his stomach at this time, and the weak Dou Qi scattered in the body slowly gathers in the stomach. Department to aid digestion. Because these fighting qi are too weak, Locke can only feel it and cannot control it. Fortunately, these fighting qi will operate independently, and there is no need for Locke to worry about it.
After regaining some strength, Locke glanced at Angelina, who was still in a coma, and then looked at himself, as if he was covered in tatters, and sighed, "You have to find a place to live quickly." The jungle is dangerous, and Locke can't guarantee that no creatures will come to this place at night. Although his strength has recovered a little, Locke is injured all over. It is estimated that a coyote can take care of him.
Locke looked around and saw that the lake was close to the side of the cliff, and there was an inner wall that was slightly recessed. Although there was not much space, it should be no problem for the two of them to lie down. Locke took a look first to make sure there was no abnormality, and then went to the nearby forest to find some dead branches and leaves. Although most of the trees here are evergreen, some are still in a state of withering and yellowing in late autumn. Locke can easily I took back a large bundle.
He took off his half-body armor. The half-body armor was broken and unusable. Locke was going to take it apart. The rubber bands that fixed the half-body armor, the remaining iron pieces of the half-body armor, and the cloth strips. In Locke's view, the effect of removing it is more than It's more useful to hang half-dead there.
Stack the dead branches together to make a simple fire prototype. Locke was not blinded by the surrounding evergreen plants. He didn't forget that it was late autumn, and there was no fire at night. No matter how strong the physique was, it was inevitable that he would get sick. In this deep mountain and old forest, sickness meant death, not to mention that Locke was injured all over at this time.
In addition to the dead branches for the fire, Locke went to the vicinity and tore a lot of turf. There was not enough cloth as a cushion, so he could only use grass to fill it up. Unfortunately, most of the grass in the woods was relatively short. The two were padded under them. As for the cover for sleeping, Locke looked at the tattered clothes and trousers on his body.
In the evening, the sun sets. It may be surrounded by trees and cliffs, and the sun's rays disappear quickly. The temperature shows that it is the late autumn season at this time, and it will be unacceptably cold after a while. Fortunately, Locke was already prepared, he took a wooden stick and pestle on the dead branch he found earlier, took out the two belts removed from the half-armor, and wrapped them around both ends of the wooden stick. Locke grabbed one end with both hands and quickly pulled it. , The stick rotates at a high speed, and the upper dead branches selected by Locke are pine trees, rich in oil, and the dead branches quickly catch fire.
It is rare to use such a primitive method of making fire. Fortunately, Locke's craftsmanship has not been lost. The flames on the dead branches gradually rose, and Locke hurriedly added a few sticks he had picked up. The dead branches alone were not enough to burn them for a while.
Before it was completely dark, Locke went to the sand beach by the lake and turned over a few stones, "Boom! Boom! Boom!" Locke, who already had a lot of experience, harvested four more gray creatures, one hand in one hand. Running back with the two of them, this is the only food he can think of to replenish water and calories. Without a pot, Locke didn't bother to set up a grill, wrapped the four strange creatures in his hand with some mud and threw them directly into the fire.
After finishing all this, Locke went to see Angelina again, and she was carried to this simple cave by Locke. This can't even be called a cave, because it's just a small area recessed into the cliff, and all it can afford is to help them shelter from the cool breeze at night. But to be able to find such a place, Locke has
Very satisfied.
Angelina still hasn't woken up. If Angelina ate something unconsciously at noon, Locke doubted whether she would wake up. Thinking of the scene of Angelina sucking his finger at noon, Locke blushed and hurriedly dispelled the fantasies.
People are princesses, people are princesses, and Locke silently recites.
Locke took off his upper body clothes and checked his injuries. There were scratches on his chest and back. They should have been scratched by something when he fell off the cliff. There were also a few cuts on his arms, most of which were scratches like elsewhere. , there is only one deep wound, that is, it was pinched by the pliers of the gray-white creature in the morning, which is half an inch. This little thing is not weak, Locke scolded, but the taste is not bad.
Because most of the wounds had already scabbed over, Locke suffered a lot when he took off his clothes. The blood scabs from many wounds were attached to the clothes, and when the clothes were taken off, there were bloodstains from many wounds. Frowning, Locke used his clothes as a rag and wiped the blood on his body. He took out one of the collected legs of the strange creature, drilled an eye with the tip of the dagger hidden under the boot, and passed a linen thread that Locke had removed through the drilled eye, using a simple needle to make a hole. done.
The wound of the gray-white creature was too deep, and Locke had to sew it up, otherwise, if this place caught tetanus, it would not be far from death. On the battlefield, the soldiers were injured, and most of them used needles to sew them up by themselves.
Although he had sewed countless wounds for himself, Locke grinned in pain. Finally, he made a beautiful knot on his wound, and Locke stretched out his arm, which was very strong. Put away the simple needle and thread, the smell of barbecue has come from the fire. He found a tree stick and poked out the "beggar chicken" inside. Locke took a few breaths and smashed it lightly with his fist. The carapace of the strange creature was very brittle by the fire, and it cracked with a "click", revealing The white tender meat inside.
Locke took a sip of the aroma first, and then started eating with the carapace in his hand. Like roast chicken, perhaps the practice is completely based on beggar chicken, and Locke has the taste of roast chicken. After eating three in a row, Locke finally felt a little full. The meat that is bigger than the palm of your hand is enough to eat only three? Locke felt that his appetite had dropped a lot.
With the remaining one, Locke took it and walked to Angelina's side. The 'roasted chicken' in her hand was still fragrant, but Angelina had no intention of waking up. Angelina, whose mental strength was severely overdrawn, still needed a long rest before waking up.
Locke was in trouble. He didn't even open his mouth. How to feed him? Can't eat it raw again. It's okay to eat raw once, but if you eat too much, it will definitely ruin your stomach. Just as Locke was scratching his head and scratching his cheeks and thinking about how to feed Angelina, "Goo~" Angelina's stomach rang softly, and after running away for a day and a night, Angelina, who had nothing to eat, was actually very hungry. , the consciousness did not wake up, but the body reflected it honestly. Looking at Angelina's delicate face and moving lips, Locke suddenly thought of a trick.
After feeding Angelina, Locke hurriedly left and went to inspect the surroundings. It would be embarrassing if Angelina woke up at this time. Princess Angelina, who still had some saliva at the corner of her mouth, probably would never have thought about how this guy fed her just now.
Although he inspected that there were no other creatures around during the day, Locke looked around uneasy. Water sources are generally an important resource for biological survival in the forest. This lake is a rare saltwater lake. It is normal that no animals come here to drink water. Locke and Angelina rely on the body fluids of the strange creature for their water supply. The stones on the surrounding sand are limited. It is estimated that there are not many strange creatures inhabiting them. Locke must plan early and find fresh water that can be drunk.
It's a pity that after turning around, Locke didn't find anything except the woods or the woods, and the low visibility at night. Back in the simple cave, Locke pulled a piece of turf and knitted it. When he was a child, his sister knitted straw clothes for him to play with, and Locke knew a little bit. He was going to weave a turf quilt. It was too cold under the cliff, and the heat provided by the light fire was not enough.
Maybe he was too tired. Halfway through the knitting, Locke fell asleep, and he didn't forget to hold Angelina as a heat source before falling asleep. Locke has completely let go, the princess is the princess, whether the two can go out and talk about it, it doesn't matter.
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