Survival male god

Chapter 116 New Mission Tips
Chen Jing has seen and eaten zokor mice.

When he was visiting Xilingol in his previous life, a local friend took him on the grassland to catch this little thing, also known as "digo sheep".

Its meat is fresh, tender and plump, and no matter how it is cooked, fried or boiled, or grilled or fried, the dishes are extremely popular.

But it takes a lot of effort to catch it.

"Zokor is the general name of the subfamily Zokor in the family Hamsteridae of rodents. There are many species in my country. They have fat bodies, short tails, small eyes, and extremely poor eyesight. They are also nicknamed "blind mice". They look similar to bamboo rats, but their living habits are very different."

"It's a burrowing, year-round underground animal that feeds on plant roots and is a mammal that is harmful to grass pastures."

"Adult zokors are 15 to 20 centimeters in size, with five toes long, and the third toe is the most developed. They are experts at digging holes. Their burrows have complex structures and can grow up to hundreds of meters. It is difficult to force them out of the burrow with ordinary smoke."

"It's okay to use machines to irrigate, but doing so can easily damage the soil structure of the grassland."

"But there is a way that allows me to catch them easily."

Chen Jing walked up and down on the grass, looking for other holes for zokors.

There is a characteristic of the zokor's hole. Except for a few holes that they often come in and out of, the other holes are very inconspicuous. The only way to judge is some small mounds that are not very obvious.

This is a hole blocked by zokors, and it will only be temporarily dug up when it is needed.

"In order to catch the zokor, I have to do some preparatory work first, and block all its auxiliary holes."

"There is also a piece of cold knowledge that the one placed in a curved mound is a female zokor, and the one placed in a straight line is a male zokor."

"Most of the adult zokors live alone and eat together only during breeding and mating. This feature of the hole helps them find suitable mates."

Chen Jing quickly found a place with a mound of earth, he pointed to the mounds arranged horizontally under his feet and said:
"Obviously, the zokor living in this hole is a male. It is conceivable that just one zokor would have to dig hundreds of meters of underground tunnels. If the ecological balance is lost and the number of zokors skyrockets, the damage they will bring to the pasture will be devastating."

"Zokor's reproductive ability is quite amazing. It can produce more than [-] cubs in a cycle year. In some counties and cities in the northwest region, there are as many as one million cubs, with an average of more than five per mu of land. If I can catch it, it can be regarded as a contribution to this land."

Digging up the loose mounds of soil on the ground and tightly blocking the hole, Chen Jing continued to search around.

It took him nearly half an hour to find a total of thirteen sub-caves. Within a radius of [-] meters, he couldn't find any new mounds, so he stopped.

"There should be no omissions, now let's talk about the specific method!"

Next, Chen Jing explained his plan.

First, block all the auxiliary openings of the zokor cave, and then use stones or branches to make noises at the main opening to attract it out of the hole, and finally catch it directly.

Zokors are also a member of the hamster family. As mammals that adapt to living underground, their hearing is extremely keen and they are good at capturing low-frequency sound waves.

Therefore, high-decibel sounds exceeding a certain frequency band are complete noises for zokors, which will make them run around like crazy, and even become manic, actively looking for the source of the sound, trying to eliminate the source of the noise.

This is what Chen Jing learned from his friend at the beginning. The other party is not only a good catcher of zokors, but also has enough understanding of zokors in his pastoral career of fighting against zokors all the year round.

Of course, the other party has never used this method to catch zokors. After the cattle and sheep have eaten up the turf, they will directly irrigate and catch the zokors, then dig the soil, sow grass seeds, and then change to another pasture to continue grazing.

This method can be regarded as Chen Jing's own idea, inspired by the snake's rapid hissing sound when it traps zokors.

"Of course, my method has not been actually verified, so I don't know if it will work, but under limited conditions, we have to try it, right?"

After finishing speaking, Chen Jing returned to the main cave exit he discovered earlier, then took out the flint and steel he used earlier from his backpack pocket, and tapped it lightly.

clatter!Da da da da da... da da da da...

The rhythm is brisk and well-proportioned, with changes in strength and angle, and even different timbres.

【"Good guy, is this the wedding of your dreams?"

"Upstream"

"I've already put on my suit, where's the lead?"

"Elegant and timeless!"

"I hummed along, what's going on?"

"Would that really lure the zokors out?"

"I feel that there is a certain scientific reason, but it is hard to say whether it will work."

"Tsk tsk, the anchor is really good. Not only can he catch zokors, but he is also a musician. Isn't this the opening concert at the Bird's Nest?"

"Who has ever eaten zokor? Is it really delicious?"

"It's delicious, buddy from Inner Mongolia, you should have the right to speak, the skin is tender and the meat is delicious!"

"The order has been placed, don't let it down!"]

Chatting on the barrage, Chen Jing knocked on his own, but after a full 10 minutes, I listened to "Zokor in Dream" three or four times, let alone the zokor, and everyone didn't even see a single hair.

The audience became anxious. Some questioned the feasibility of the method, some asked to change the repertoire, and what was even more outrageous was that some even suggested that Chen Jing imitate the sound of a female zokor.

Chen Jing was as calm as ever, and could even laugh.

"This is where it is. I can wait for two hours. Don't be too impetuous, everyone. Excellent hunters are often very patient."

The audience couldn't help sighing that sometimes Chen Jing's personality really couldn't be related to his age.

Looking at the man in the camera, it seems that through the youthful appearance, he can see an old heart, a sense of heaviness that has been accumulated over the years, which makes people extremely reassuring.

The sound of rattling stones collided again.

This time, Chen Jing didn't do any fancy movements, just simple tapping, repeated and endless, like a cold machine, repeating tirelessly.

More than half an hour passed, and the audience couldn't count how many times Chen Jing knocked, 45 minutes, [-] seconds, even if it was once a second, it was [-] knocks.

Just when everyone felt numb and even felt that Chen Jing's strategy had failed, a chubby little head suddenly popped out from the open hole.

It has a pink and broad nose, two small eyes that are almost shrunk in the fur, and the outer ears have degenerated, only the ears with skin folds, and the upper and lower pairs of yellow rodents are covered with fresh soil.

Due to the poor eyesight, the little guy poked his head out of the cave, lying on the mound of soil at the entrance of the cave with his two front paws, trying to find the source of the noise. He didn't know that he was in trouble.

【"Damn it, it's really drawn out!"

"666!"

"Mouse, run away..."

"The poor zokor is played by Jingshen in the palm of his hand."

"Shushu me, bad luck!"

"Shipping..."]

The long-awaited call came out, and the live broadcast room was boiling. Tens of thousands of people had violent mood swings because of a zokor.

Naturally, Chen Jing would not let go of such a good opportunity. He stuck out his right hand like lightning, grabbed the zokor's head like an eagle's claw, and pulled it out of the hole.

"Squeak..."

Until this moment, the poor zokor, whose throat was strangled by fate, just let out a scream, its fat and short limbs kicked wildly, and its body struggled continuously, but it was too late.

Chen Jing pressed it to the ground, took the stone axe, and smashed it down hard. The camera automatically deflected. Although the audience didn't see that cruel scene, they could still imagine what happened to the zokor.

Of course there are bullet screens that will scold, but instead it attracts everyone's siege.

The law of the jungle is the law of natural survival. It is the same as chicken, duck and fish, so Chen Jing naturally won't explain it.

"Everyone stop arguing, I will remember this zokor, and burn its soul and body with high temperature, I hope it can rest in peace!"

"Amitabha, good and good..."

【"Blanch!"】

Seeing Chen Jing's overly abstract and grassy movements and expressions, the audience used language art to express their approval and approval for him.

The atmosphere in the studio became cheerful again.

No way, he really knows how to live broadcast!
In the valley, he found a puddle of accumulated rain, disemboweled the zokor, and washed the blood away. Chen Jing directly strung the zokor meat on bushes and walked up the mountain.

Before noon, he had to find dry firewood, roast this thing as soon as possible, and send it to his stomach.

At the same time, at the same place, on the barren hill twenty miles behind, two men who had been tortured by wild wolves for a night and whose mental state was close to collapse, ran down the mountain like crazy, and fled outside the no-man's land.

They were Brother Zhuang and Lao Luo. After the wolves left, they didn't even bother to clean up the equipment and tents they had brought, so they ran away directly, wishing they could have two more legs.

And to the northwest, in the primeval forest behind Taibai Mountain [-] kilometers away.

The woman named Gu Jingmo was still trapped in a lost state. Apart from her consciousness still clear, her whole body had already reached the point of exhaustion, and she almost lost the strength to speak, leaving only the last sliver of will to survive.

Chen Jing roasted the zokor, his mouth was full of oil, and it was served with sweet mountain spring water, which made him very addicted.

"All the hard work is worth it. There is no time when you can feel more joyful than sitting comfortably on the ground and enjoying the delicious food you caught with your own hands."

"So persistence is really very important. If I give up in 10 minutes, I am probably still looking for food in the mountains and plains. How can I enjoy such delicious food?"

"If you agree, pick 1, if you disagree, pick 2!"

Chen Jing casually interacted with the audience a few times, but when his eyes fell on the system barrage interface, his entire expression froze for a moment.

I saw that the densely packed number 1 and number 2 unexpectedly formed the outline of three English letters on the screen, plus an exclamation point.

SOS!

Chen Jing threw the bone in his hand into the fire, raised his head and drank the last sip of mountain spring water in the birch bark bowl, his eyes were a little wandering.

What kind of coincidence is this stepping on the horse? It is clear that the system is reminding him in this way that the mission target has fallen into a very dangerous situation and needs to be rescued as soon as possible.

It's just that I'm still tens of kilometers away from Taibai Mountain, which has hundreds of springs in stone and thousands of peaks in clouds. It seems that I have to speed up today.

"I hope that guy can hold on..."

(End of this chapter)