The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 22 Hand-rubbed sling

Li Cang suddenly discovered that a row of tender spikes had emerged from the few rows of corn and soybeans beside him.

"Is it so fast??"

Su Sui Zong style ecstasy!

But in fact, it should be planted shallowly, otherwise the soil will not be broken so quickly.

The corn seedlings looked yellow and yellow, looking malnourished.

According to Li Cang's shallow knowledge of geography, volcanic ash seems to be quite nutritious for plants. The left and right layers of this thing on the island are almost covered with paste, and the seedlings that grow How could this be like this.
Could it be that the acidity of the rainwater exceeds the standard?
After pondering for a while, he decided to do something simple and rough, uniformly sprinkle some plant ash on these new plots and the cabbage patch in the yard.

Weak acid rain, combined with weak alkaline plant ash, can't fault it?
Then I ran to look at the grain reserve, no. Look at the big hen.

After looking around, I found that this guy was guarding the wild rose plant, pecking at the leaves, and he was not alive and kicking.

Li Cang smacked his lips,
“I can’t eat old hen stewed with potatoes”

Hurry up and arrange the worm-infested soybeans for this guy, how can he eat only the leaves of the tree, a big hen weighing more than four catties, don't starve and lose weight.

After finishing these tasks, Li Cang habitually touched his sore back.

As usual, there is no pain or itching, just a slight numbness.

"More than 700 coins."

The area of ​​the floating island has changed after annexing 7 fragments, it is now 37.66*38.99.

In fact, it is difficult for Li Cang to understand why the floating island is almost spherical, but the algorithm given by the wishing coin is the length multiplied by the width
But 40 meters and 20 meters do give people a completely different feeling.

When the floating island is 20*20, Li Cang can see that the surroundings are full of cliffs, and he can't reach the sky or the ground;
When I was 40*40, I suddenly had a sense of formality, at least I didn’t have to worry about waking up at night to piss and step on the air, and I would be wiped out.

After hooking back several giant floating island fragments in a row, he finally encountered a problem, and the nearby fragments were gone.

Now the closest piece of debris to Licang is also hundreds of meters away, and it is obliquely above the floating island.

For a normal person, it is definitely impossible to throw a steel hook that weighs seven or eight catties a hundred meters away. Your hand is not a catapult
"Wait? Catapult?!"

I now have rebar, angle grinder, wood, rope, why not make a rough version of the catapult and try it out?
The structure of the catapult is actually very simple. In fact, it can be regarded as an alternative balance, except that one arm is slightly longer and the other arm is slightly shorter.

Just do it!

Every man is born to be half a carpenter, and the other half only wants to drive an excavator for Lanxiang!
Oh, of course there are those who want to drive Gundam and Transformers, the reason is the same
It's just that this "talent" will be reversed by empathetic parents into teachers, doctors, scientists, astronauts and so on.

When the house was demolished, there were many broken rafters left. Even with a small hand saw with a blade half a meter long, it was not difficult to get the rafters into proper shape.

Li Cang only needs to draw a line for Big Corpse Brother, and Big Corpse Brother can finish it in three to two minutes.

But the rafters were broken, only more than 5 meters long and less than 6 meters long. Li Cang was very worried that the length of this thing would not meet the requirements for range and height.

The rafters were sawn into a square with a width of 30mm and a thickness of 20mm, and then pierced by 1.8cm steel bars at 5 meters. Three sets of bearings with an inner diameter of 6cm were welded to the steel bars, which were directly wedged into the square.

The steel itself does not move, but the bearings move, which relatively effectively ensures that the wood will not wear out too quickly.

Then, both ends of the steel bars were connected to the catapult chassis. The bottom of the simple triangular chassis was buried deep in the ground, and the top was suppressed with huge stones.

The short arm of the catapult is fixed on the boulder, and the long arm is tied with a rope, and then the rope is tightened by a wooden winch, so that the short arm can be pulled up.

As soon as the winch is released during the firing, the short arm falls and throws out the steel hook claw connected with the rope.

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Of course, this is Li Cang's confident deduction, and the actual operation depends on the face of God.

Li Cang didn't forget to weld a bunch of claws when he started the generator to supply power to the angle grinder and electric welding machine.

He doesn't have a battery, and if he doesn't maximize the use of electricity once he starts the machine, it will be wasted.

Li Cang moved the steel hook claw with the rope hung on it and placed it at the ammunition loading place, and turned the winch to raise the short arm of the catapult.

"call"

Actually a little nervous.

After all, this is the first large-scale figure in a man's life, which means a lot.

The wedges came out and the capstan spun fast.

With a bang, the long arm of the catapult raised high, like a giant throwing something out of its palm.

20 rebar hooks with residual heat from welding collided with each other in mid-air, stretching the ropes straight, like a goddess scattering flowers.

Regardless of whether you hit or miss, if the rope is long enough, you can throw it at least 150 meters!
Li Cang's extensive casting of the net did not achieve results, and the angle of the catapult still needed to be adjusted.

About half an hour later, adjust the angle for the sixth time.

Nine of the 20 steel hooks hit the same small piece of debris, and two more fell off, eventually dragging the piece back through a winch attached to a rope.

The distance between the debris and the floating island is more than 120 meters, and the size is comparable to that of Licang's floating island.

Li Cang swung his eight punches excitedly.

However, when he hooked another fragment, the prayer interface no longer indicated "Annexing", which seemed to have reached the upper limit.

But one thing is better, these fragments in a static state without their own "orbit" will not break free from the shackles and float away like those moving wild islands. They only need to occupy a hook, and they can be easily dragged and parked in Licang around the floating island.

Before the evening, Li Cang hooked a total of 6 ultra-small pieces and came back. It can be predicted that he no longer has to be busy with "fishing" recently.

Li Cang jumped on these fragments and carefully checked them one by one, making sure that they were all fragments of the base of the island.

It is reasonable to say that they should be rock layers more than 1000 meters underground in Yanchuan that have never seen the sun before the earth exploded. Of course, there are no traces of human activities and no ready-made resources.

"I'm so hungry. I really want to eat meat."

As soon as he opened his eyes, he began to toss and see, seeing that the sun was about to set, and Li Cang hadn't eaten his breakfast yet.

Last time, the piece of bacon was cut off by more than 1 catty, and the whole meal was cooked. It was less than a week later, and Li Cang was so greedy again that he seemed to have swallowed a whole box of Jianweixiaoshi tablets.

"Forget it. There's only a little bit of meat."

Li Cang started to lose his mind, his eyes were fixed on Chu's big hen pecking in the ground.

The big hen has rich experience and turned her head to give Li Cang a plump and plump ass.

Li Cang:? ? ?
what does it mean!
Sure enough, this chicken can't stay.
Its thoughts are too dirty to be worthy of me!

The meat can’t be moved, and neither can the chicken, but we still have to eat rice, and we can live on this little calorie for a day.

After thinking about it, Li Cang extravagantly picked out 3 pleasing eggs.

I ate 3 eggs last time, and this time there are 3 more eggs. There are only 8 eggs left.

Even if you don't eat it, you can't keep it for a few days when the ambient temperature is usually over 35°C.

These eggs are just the offspring of laying hens who have never seen a rooster in their life. They cannot hatch chicks, so there is no need to feel distressed.

Light a fire outside, a pot of stewed rice, and a pot of scrambled eggs with sauce.

Although the eggs are fed with bad feed, the sauce is authentic farm miso. Those who don't like it say it has a strange smell, and those who like it say it's delicious.

The fried sauce is sizzling, and then put in the eggs that have been fried on one side before, heavy oil and strong taste.

Chinese cabbage leaves are wrapped with hot rice oil and egg sauce, and you can take a bite——

Li Cang closed his eyes contentedly.

"Phew, it would be great if there were steamed potatoes and eggplants with shallots, coriander, green peppers."

I'm a dying person, what's wrong with asking for more?
(End of this chapter)