Living alone in the wilderness: you call this survival?

Chapter 18
Xu Mo was thinking hard, his wandering eyes rested on the unfinished wild vegetables intentionally or unintentionally, suddenly a bright light flashed in his mind, and a sinister idea came to his mind.

There was a smirk on the corner of his mouth, he lowered his head and continued to work.

It wasn't until early in the morning that a heavy wooden door was finished.

Originally, he planned to take a rest, but suddenly a few wolf howls came from the woods not far away, all of his stimulating drowsiness disappeared in one fell swoop.

He has a grudge against wolves, and wolves hold grudges, and the shelter is not capped, so he still can't sleep peacefully under such circumstances.

Since I couldn't sleep, I simply rushed to work all night.

The remaining wood can be used to build beams, and the tenon and tenon structure is still used.

After Xu Mo estimated the approximate location and quantity, he climbed up the wall and started digging holes.

His work without sleep and food made the audience in the live broadcast room admire him.

Qingfeng and I: If I had the perseverance of an anchor, I wouldn't be so poor.

Nanhai Ningxin: Don't anchors need to sleep?Could it be made of iron?
︶▔People take tea to cool down: Really, I can’t accept it even if I don’t accept it. I slept less than ten hours for three days and three nights.

Uncle Wang: I'm still young, I don't know how to pay attention to my body, if I'm next to him, I have to talk about it.

Am I not cute enough: I don't understand, what is the host trying to figure out?Are you working so hard?
Old friends and old love: The anchor has inherited the excellent lineage of Chinese people's hard work and hard work, so give him a thumbs up.

Mushroom-picking cute baby O 宀: This is not hard work, this is frankly risking your life.

Amid waves of chiseling, countless audiences ushered in a new dawn with Xu Mo.

At this moment, his eyes were red and swollen, bloodshot.

After working hard day and night, the progress of the shelter has increased significantly.

All the grooves on the wall have been chiseled out, and the grooves and protrusions of the remaining wood are also prepared in sevens and eights.

After eating two catties of bacon for breakfast, Xu Mo started to install the roof.

The design of the roof is that two logs are clamped into a triangle through grooves, and then pressed into the grooves on both sides of the wall.

Such a structure is not only strong and stable, but also enhances the defense of the entire wooden house.

The disadvantage is that it takes a lot of physical strength. These logs are big and heavy, and it almost cost Xu Mo half his life to move them up and down.

Xu Molei's legs were trembling, but he managed to cap it off in the morning.

The wooden house is very rough, and there are defects visible to the naked eye everywhere, but it does not hinder the joy and sense of accomplishment in his heart.

This is a ground fortress built by himself, which can resist any beast attack on this land.

It still needs to be improved in many places, but he is too tired.

Xu Mo originally wanted to find some moss or big leaves to cover the roof, but the fluttering footsteps forced him to stop this idea.

In the end, he used his physical strength to pick up some hay and spread it on the ground in the house.

After all the belongings were moved into the house, the heavy door was closed with difficulty.

He lay on the hay, looking at his work contentedly.

The wooden house is not big, more than ten square meters, and the whole body is made of solid wood, which is very strong.

Suo Ran, it leaked wind and rain, but it gave him a full sense of security.

The tense nerves were completely relaxed, and tiredness struck.

Xu Mo fell into a deep sleep with peace of mind, letting ghosts cry and howl outside would not affect his mood in the slightest.

The screen in the live broadcast room is still, but the barrage is still rolling.

Time to wait and see: I sincerely congratulate the anchor shelter on the completion.

╭ Residual memories describe this song ╮: I see that the host has successfully built it bit by bit, and I feel a sense of accomplishment.

God does not cross me: @╭Remaining Memories describe this song ╮, you are not alone, I also feel this way.

╭ Residual memories describe this song ╮: Speak as you speak, why are you scolding people.

Like Qianjuege: No one scolds you, I suggest you exercise your comprehension skills.

Proud Little Fairy: The anchor is really good, I really don't know why so many people hate him?
Qianli Qingqiu: Because there are always some people who don't like others.

Feng Yueyue slowly: It's so sad, the anchor fell asleep, what should I do, the days without the anchor dying, everything becomes dull.

Life depends on waves: Nima, the anchor is just asleep, not dead.

The curtain is not over yet: It's already dawn, why doesn't the anchor wake up?

. )Like me cute>O<:. . . . .The anchor just slept well.

Twelve hours later, Xu Mo was still sleeping soundly, and the screen in the live broadcast room was still still.

しっIn a blink of an eye, the flowers are flying: It's getting dark, why is the anchor still awake?
Crazy is crazy enough to be unique: I have slept all day, and it is time to get up and die.

Street Breeze and Cool Night: The anchor worked so hard a few days ago, it's normal to sleep a little longer.

﹎The clouds are gradually dissipating: Seeing that he has not slept much, it is really uncomfortable to sleep for so long all of a sudden.

The sky in the south is like the sea: I have been squatting here for a whole day, but I feel lonely after seeing it, so I might as well go to sleep.

Twenty-four hours later, Xu Mo was still sleeping soundly, and the screen in the live broadcast room was still still.

Nanling Yang Qingbai: It's dawn again, why is the elder brother still awake?
Fairy tale disillusionment: I miss the first day when the anchor died.

Leng Meiren: Hurry up, little brother, I'm so exhausted waiting for your live broadcast.

Shuang Xueluo covered her head: No, I can't hold on anymore, I have to go to sleep too.

Peninsula Weiliang°: Did the anchor take over the sex scene, planning to lie down and win?

Boiling chrysanthemum: What a fucking sex scene.

Twelve hours later, Xu Mo was still sleeping soundly, and the screen in the live broadcast room was still still.

Today is also the seventh day of the Hundred Days Competition of "Living Alone in the Wilderness". Just now, the program team ushered in the first knockout.

All the live broadcast rooms are discussing this important event, and live broadcast room No. [-] is no exception.

The most beautiful time I met you: It was dark again, why did the anchor sleep like a dead pig, could he be dead?

White Tea and Wind: Brothers, something big happened, No. 5 Oliver Ibanez was eliminated!
Only pride remains: Fuck, is it real or not?

Time is quiet and each other is safe: Really, I just came from his live broadcast room, Nima, it was too sudden.

Thick fog covered the mountains and fields: What's going on?Tell me?

Death: Didn't you go to see it?

Lan Qingyou: What are you looking at, we have been waiting for our anchor to wake up.

Red Ant Baijiu: Isn't this anchor sleeping?This also waits?Fuck you, die-hard fans!
Unforgettable: No. 5 ran into a bear when he got up to release the water just now. The distance was only half a meter.

Hu your first promise: No. 5's mentality exploded on the spot, and he directly called the rescue call to announce his retirement.

Nanxiang Qingfeng: Isn't No. 5 a retired Special Forces member?In such a bad mood?
Diewu on the left shoulder: Damn, that big brother is a grizzly bear nearly three meters in length, everyone has to kneel.

Wan Qingsi: Really?Don't talk too much.

Yiwan Qingshengjin: @左肩蝶舞, brother, don’t say this in this live broadcast room, Mo Ye’s loyal fans will be upset.

The windy past in the green shade and red shadow: I suddenly wanted to laugh, wasn’t there a blow special fighter before, where is he now?I don't know if his face hurts or not.

(End of this chapter)