Survival male god

Chapter 169 The difference is obvious
The heavy rain poured down, and crackling sounds resounded throughout the jungle.

The sweltering air was completely washed away, and Chen Jing shrank in the awning on the raft, feeling a bit of coolness.

The water level in the jungle has not yet risen, it is only waist deep, but it is foreseeable that if this rain lasts long enough, if it rains for a whole day, the water level of the entire swamp will rise a lot.

The huge Manchak Swamp is like a circular tray, inlaid in the hinterland of the southeastern United States.

The water flows to the low places, and this is the low-lying area, not only the rain, but even the overflowing water from the Mississippi River will come here.

But Chen Jing is not worried, the raft made of eucalyptus trunks is very strong.

The thatched shed in the middle is tightly connected with the crossbar and the base.

This raft is both a vehicle and a mobile shelter.

At this moment, he is sitting in the shed, carefully dismantling the fishing net line he got earlier.

The fishing net is broken, so it cannot be used for fishing, and it took a lot of money to tie things, and there are not many ropes left.

He is going to make it into a fishing line now, so he can use it for fishing.

The fishhook is made of the previous spring steel, which is quite strong.

The pendant is a stone, the float is a reed pole, and the bait is snail meat found in the swamp.

In the shed, a small clay stove was emitting thick smoke. The casserole made yesterday came in handy. The soup mixed with eucalyptus leaves was covered by a clinker bag, and yellow-white liquid continued to drip from the edge.

Chen Jing is using distillation to extract the eucalyptus oil contained in the eucalyptus leaves. Although this method is inefficient, he doesn't need a lot, and a small cup is enough.

As time went by, more and more pale yellow liquid accumulated in the clinker bottle, and the eucalyptus leaf soup in the casserole was almost evaporated.

Chen Jing immediately put down the work at hand and removed the casserole from the clay stove.

If he continued to burn it dry, he was afraid that the utensils he had worked so hard to make would be damaged.

The yellow liquid in the bottle cannot be called eucalyptus oil for the time being. It has to be evaporated and cooled to further improve the purity of eucalyptus oil.

"As I said before, when it comes to making eucalyptus oil, it does a lot of things."

"Anti-inflammation and sterilization, anti-infection, treatment of diarrhea and enteritis, burns, including wind-cold, summer heat, etc..."

"In short, eucalyptus oil is very miraculous, and in our country, as a major exporter of eucalyptus oil, people often see people distilling and processing eucalyptus oil for sale at a high price."

It was raining heavily outside, but Chen Jing sat cross-legged on the raft, completely at ease.

If he hadn't been hungry all day, his current state would be perfect.

Chen Jing expected to be stranded in place by the heavy rain, so Chen Jing had already made corresponding preparations.

There is definitely no way to start a fire in the wild. At least in the next two or three days, there will definitely be no dry wood in the swampy jungle, and there will be no dry open space.

Under such circumstances, no one would even think about lighting a bonfire in the wild.

He can't, and Hank and Joseph are equally incompetent.

Chen Jing made mud pots with wet mud in advance, and fired three pieces of pottery.

The small clay stove, casserole, and pottery bowl were carried out almost at the same time as the raft. In the first two days, the entire jungle was filled with lingering smoke.

And right now, those things are working.

There is also a lot of firewood in the shed, enough for two or three days.

Put the snail meat on the fishhook and throw it into the water. The end of the fishing line was tied directly to his toes. Chen Jing poured the yellow liquid from the clinker bottle into the casserole non-stop.

Continue to refine the eucalyptus oil, the higher the purity of this thing, the better the effect, even if there is only a little bit of bottle cap left, it is very good.

After most of the water vapor in the eucalyptus oil evaporated, Chen Jing carefully collected the remaining orange-yellow liquid.

After doing all this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, lying on the bamboo raft, quietly waiting for the rain to stop.

Maybe it was because he was too tired, after a while, he squinted his eyes and fell asleep.

When I woke up, there were bursts of noises in my ears, which were different from the sound of raindrops hitting the water, more like something was hitting the water.

What is the bullet screen constantly urging?
【"It's broken, Jingshen hasn't woken up yet?"

"This sleep is two hours, speechless."

"If you don't wake up, all the fish will run away!"

"It must be a big fish and the line is stretched straight, you see."

"The point is, the thread is tied to his toe, can't you really feel it?"

"If you run away, Jingshen will regret it to death."

"Wake up, big brother who sleeps late!"

"Why don't we guess what kind of fish it is?"

"Catfish, sea bream, and silver carp are all possible. How do you guess?"

"Indeed, maybe it's another turtle!"

"No matter what kind of fish it is, why do I feel like it can't run away? If it hasn't broken free for so long, it means that the hook has been swallowed by it and is hooked in its stomach."

"Is there such a stupid fish?"

"It's normal, just like the idiots, even if they suffer a loss once, they will still go on to take the bait again and again, which is why fishermen hate the idiots, it's no fun at all."

"Damn it, that is to say, no matter what, Jingshen will definitely eat this fish?"

"That's not necessarily true. If this fish hangs in the water, it might be eaten by other animals."

"If it's not too small, maybe it will attract scary creatures like crocodiles and pythons."

"Fuck, so exciting?"]

Seeing this, Chen Jing jumped up.

"Sorry, I've been so tired these two days, I fell asleep while lying down."

"Haha, but what a surprise, a fish actually took the bait, let's see, what kind of fish is it?"

The fishing line was not long, only about one meter long, hanging down from the edge of the raft, just touching the bottom of the swamp.

"This fish should not be big, otherwise it would definitely wake me up. I guess it weighs less than half a catty."

Chen Jing picked up a short stick and used it to wrap the fishing line directly.

Along with the float, the pendants were dragged onto the raft one by one, and the unlucky guy who ate the bait finally surfaced.

It was a palm-length, three-finger-wide snapper with silvery luster all over its body.

"Very good, it's a little bigger than I imagined, not half a catty but four taels."

"Let's cook a pot of fish soup. It's cold and I have no clothes to wear. I just want to warm myself up."

"Its internal organs can just be reused as bait to continue to seduce new unlucky ones. If I can catch at least one fish every day, even if I don't eat other things, I won't starve to death."

"But this is definitely not possible. Our ultimate goal is to cross the ghost swamp."

"Hopefully the rain will stop as soon as possible so that I can climb the tree and reassess my direction."

Chen Jing took off the snapper, opened its belly skillfully, then picked up the pottery bowl placed on the raft, and directly poured the rainwater inside into the casserole.

While waiting for the fish soup to be cooked, Chen Jing also got news from Hank and Joseph.

Sure enough, the improvised wooden frame put together by the two was stuck in a dense jungle by the rapidly rising water level after half a day.

They could only stay on the tree helplessly, waiting for the heavy rain to pass.

The two of them were drenched and shivering in the cold on the tree. On Chen Jing's side, the situation was as high as the sky and the ground as the other.

(End of this chapter)