Entertainment World: The Wild God of Gourmet

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The flesh and blood of the squid was useless to him, but he knocked out a few sharp teeth with a stone. If he lacks tools, he can also use these sharp teeth to make an axe and use it as a souvenir now.

After waiting for the water to clear, the huge trawl net also came into view.

There was a row of iron hooks on the outer edge of the network cable. No wonder this king squid was trapped and unable to escape.

Chen Ergou dived several times and finally got the trawl ashore. He was tired enough but smiled on his face and said, "This trawl rope is intact and shows no signs of decay. The area is more than 100 square meters. It will be me. An indispensable tool for making boats to leave the island for voyage.

"One part can be used for fishing nets, and the other part can be made into a net boat to increase the space on the boat."

"Yes, you heard that right. I want to make a boat, not a raft. I already have a raft, and it's okay to sail, but that way of leaving Whale Island is too uninitiated and impossible to control. It is very possible to get lost in the sea. What I want to make is a sailing boat, and the keel of the boat is the few bread trees on the mountain!"

The largest bread tree is three meters in diameter, and it is not very easy to saw even with a chainsaw. It is hard to cut down with a jungle knife.

But he has no other choice. Apart from a sharp weapon for the jungler, only the chain saw on the multi-function bracelet can be used. A chain saw that wants to cut a tree three meters thick is obviously not enough. Helpless, I can only cut down with one knife.

Slashing diagonally and then slashing horizontally, immediately cut a gap, like being bitten by a wild beast. It looks very neat, but it is actually insignificant compared to the entire tree.

"One knife and one knife seems to have no end. It reminds me of the legendary mythical character Wu Gang. Wu Gang fell on the moon and Chang'e can look forward to it. I don't even have a rabbit here... Sad!"

"Is there any human rights? Let's have some music!"

Gougan said he received the funny request, "satisfy him".

After a few seconds, in the live broadcast room, under the bread tree on a deserted island in the vast ocean, instantly music rang. One opening is the continuous repeating rhythm and blues of "Ooga-ChakaOoga-Ooga", which seems to be poisoned, and instantly activates the atmosphere of the scene.

Chen Ergou shook his head and shook his head. Listening to classic English songs from decades ago, he raised a machete in one hand and shook the kettle in the other. His body swayed to the rhythm, and he even performed the axe dance of the axe to help Chen Ge in "Kung Fu".

"666, the music is well received, please ask for BGM."

"The name of the BGM song is Hooked-On-A-Feeling. My name is Lei Feng. I won't thank you for taking it!"

"23333, the axe gang will hack you when they see it, because you took the wrong machete."

"Funbi Ergou, you can entertain yourself on a deserted island."

"Master Gou, are you going to concentrate on dancing the anchor... Just take care of it, make sure you are clear and angry, and happy like a fairy."

"How can this dance become more interesting as I watch it? I recorded it and uploaded it on Weibo. The axe dance with this song is a poisoned rhythm, and it's hot."

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Sawdust flying, sweating, but never forgetting to dance with the song, born optimistic.

Chen Ergou took off his shirt, wrapped a layer of underwear cloth around his wrist, holding a knife in both hands and slashing continuously. He just thought of cutting trees as a practice, and every time he cut it, his muscles tremble all over his body. The sun shines through the leaves, and spots fall on his bronze skin. Every time he swings the knife, he sweats, and the excess hormonal breath is bursting and spreading. I don't know how many young girls are watching.

Making boats is not an overnight effort, he also enjoys it.

Perhaps it is because of adapting to life on the deserted island, and without worrying about food and clothing, there is no longer the confusion when he first went to the island. Watching the trees cut little by little, I just feel full of energy every minute and every second.

"I'm also a person who has experienced strong winds and waves. How rare can this little difficulty hold me."

He was full of interest and morale, but after an hour of cutting, he flicked his **** and sat down on the ground, holding the kettle and drinking a few sips, yelling: "Kneel and beg for the skill of cutting trees without getting tired, how can I use it? A jungler quickly saw a big tree with a diameter of three meters, begging online, urgent!"

The water friends in the live broadcast room were shocked for a moment, and then began to joke--

"Dreaming, is there any way to cut such a thick tree by hand?"

"The technique is: take a break when you are tired, cut again after a break, break again when you are tired, cut again after a break, and so on until the tree is cut down!"

"666, good skills upstairs, the dog master still doesn't do it."

"Oh, it's strange, there are things that the dog master can't."

Tree cutting is a technical job. How to use a machete to bring down a tree with a diameter of several meters is estimated to be rarely studied. Even if researched, the tools are limited to chainsaws.

Chen Ergou watched the gap he had cut for a long time, and was speechless. It would be difficult to guess, but I did not expect to consume more physical strength than expected. Fortunately, this jungler produced by the system looks almost "cut wood like mud" on the wood. If it is replaced with an axe, I am afraid that it will slash its claws now.

"I'll cut a gap first, and then slowly hollow out the bottom of the tree."

One chop lasted for a day, and I didn't feel hungry until the sun was going down and there were birds circling overhead.

He recovered from a serious illness and was physically exhausted, so he decided to reward himself tonight.

Grabbing the bow made this morning, I walked straight to the beach with a few bamboo arrows, and stopped by to see how the squid was drying.

The sea is high tide. The original place of the squid's body has been occupied by a group of whitetip sharks. The flesh and blood have been torn into chaos, and there are countless small fishes and shrimps following them to share a piece of the pie. The death of a king squid has made countless sea races complete.

If it weren't for the backs of whitetip sharks occasionally surfaced on the water, he really wanted to go down and fish for a bamboo basket.

The cuttlefish skin has been landed, and the meat on the tentacles of the big squid is scraped off, and the tentacles are cut into thin strips. The water friends saw it very strangely, and they didn't understand why Chen Ergou used squid skin to make the rope, "Curious!"

Chen Ergou laughed and said: "It is not uncommon to use some of the animals to make tools. People also use other strange animals, such as kangaroos, buffaloes, ostriches, deer, lizards, crocodiles, sharks, seals, and walruses. If the squid skins are tanned and softened, it will become a very strong and durable rope, which can last for several years. Now, I have another purpose, and I only need to last for a week or two."

Cut 8 leathers from the longest two 7-meter-long tentacles ~www.readwn.com~ and connect them together to form a rope that can extend to the bottom of the sea. Use two palm trunks to wrap around and fix them, and continue to air dry. write.

After finishing these, Chen Ergou launched the raft and rowed towards the lagoon. It has been preyed by tuna schools, and has been baptized by typhoon and huge waves. It is no longer the rich aquatic scene of the past. He followed the coral stone and jumped into the lake with a bamboo basket in his other hand, splashing waves on the water. From top to bottom, the audience watched his figure shaking like a fish as he sank to the bottom of the sea.

His body is under tremendous pressure, and he used to dive easily and deep, but today he feels a little strenuous. After all, the body is not healthy yet, as if being hugged by a big fat man, all he can do is prevent the gas in his lungs from being squeezed out.

Taking advantage of the limited time, began to pick up various shells and put them in the back basket.

White butterfly shell, golden lip shell, black butterfly shell, oyster. Some shells are thick, some have serrations and thorns

The oyster shells are very thick, and some have thorns. The wound on his hand is just right, but he doesn't want to add another blood stain, not to mention the sharks are not far away from the feast. Smelling this **** ambiguity, it is hard to guarantee that they will not attack in groups.

Anyway, be careful!