My guess was right; the monkey was just too frightened and a little weak. At first, it was a bit afraid of the fire, but when it saw the monkey king was also there, it gradually calmed down and let me rub its numb left leg.

After about ten minutes, the monkey was finally able to stand up normally.

It began to try to walk slowly, and after walking for a while, perhaps its blood vessels had regained their flow, it suddenly leaped onto a tree and disappeared from my sight.

The monkey king was delighted to see this and bared his teeth and shouted at the monkey that had run away. The monkey responded with two shouts, which I think were their greetings to each other.

The little incident ended there. I returned to my "workstation" to finish the tasks I hadn't completed.

At that moment, I suddenly realized that the python might have something I needed, so I went back to where the python was.

This python wasn't particularly big, but it wasn't small either. I picked it up and estimated it to be about seven or eight pounds. Snakes like this aren't uncommon in this kind of primeval forest; it was at most a half-grown child.

However, this incident also reminded me that not all dangerous animals are like wild beasts, and not all animals are afraid of fire; some animals are even attracted to fire.

A python like this can easily coil around tree branches; there are no trees it cannot climb.

If the python were several sizes larger, and if it sneaked into my tree bed while I was asleep at night, I have no doubt that these pythons, which originally ate monkeys, would treat me like a giant monkey.

It seems that surviving in this area is not as easy as I imagined. Climbing the tree only avoided some of the threats; there are many other hidden risks lurking in corners that I was unaware of.

Now I have another task to do: to try to make the shelters in the trees safer, at least to create a kind of early warning system to prevent threats.

While pondering these somewhat troubling questions, I used a reed stem to cut open the snake's belly. I temporarily placed the internal organs on a leaf and then scooped out the white fat inside.

Snake oil has a very strong, fishy smell, so it's not a good idea to eat it. But as I mentioned before, my hemp rope also needs an animal fat to lubricate it and make it stronger and more durable.

Snake oil is a great option right now. However, I don't plan to use my livelihood to make this stuff. I'll just follow the same method and burn a section of bamboo to make a container for boiling snake oil.

Soon I obtained about 300 grams of snake oil from the white fat. The rendered snake oil was yellow and had a very fishy and foul smell.

But that doesn't matter; in fact, it's a very appealing flavor for fish.

I took out the hemp fibers and carefully spread them out with my hands. Since the hemp fibers were already very dry, I rubbed them back and forth with my hands for a while to turn the impurities into powder and remove a lot of them.

After patting off the dust with a stick, the hemp fibers became more distinct and cleaner.

I tore off four strands of hemp fiber, then twisted the ends together to form a rough hemp rope shape. Next, I used the hemp rope to make a loop and attached it to a tree branch stuck in the ground.

Making this hemp thread is not difficult. All I need to do is open my palm and twist the four strands of hemp fibers tightly in one direction, like twisting a firecracker fuse.

As for the wiring, it is necessary to use four strands of fiber that are interlaced with the previously left-out section, and the connection distance must not be less than 15 centimeters.

After working like this for more than twenty minutes, I had obtained nearly thirty meters of thin rope, each about the size of a toothpick. I admit that this rope is indeed a bit thick for fishing line, but it is the finest rope I have been able to process so far.

Next, snake oil was rubbed onto the ropes with the hands, while the ropes were pulled taut to test their strength. After this process, the toothpick-sized ropes shrank and became thinner due to the oil.

I finally got a spool of fishing line with decent strength. I dare say that this line's strength is more than enough to handle fish weighing over ten pounds in the lake, provided my hooks are strong enough.

I took out a thorny shrub that I had collected yesterday on the west side of the lake. It should be a crown lily. I tested its strength and it was pretty good, so I used a stone to knock some off and brought some back.

The spikes on this thing are very sharp, similar to those of an everyday embroidery needle. The only drawback is that these hard spikes are quite smooth, making it impossible to bind with ordinary methods.

So I had to come up with a compromise to deal with the problem. Yesterday I even specially brought back some bamboo branches, and now those branches can come in handy.

I carefully used a sharp stone to grind off the main stem and branches of the bamboo, making them resemble the shape of a vertical hook in a Chinese calligraphy.

Next, I heated the hook end with fire to char it and increase its hardness, then carefully separated it little by little with a stone. I applied some melted pine resin to it, then broke off a suitable length of iron thorn and inserted it into the hook, then pinched it back together with my fingers.

I put the finished hook into water to cool it down. The resin quickly hardened and firmly fixed the ironwood thorns and the bamboo section together. After grinding off the excess resin on a stone, a smooth and sharp bamboo fishhook was finished.

I dare say this kind of fishhook is much more reliable than those fishhooks made of fish bones and thorns in TV shows. At least with the addition of the iron begonia barb, the sharpness of my fishhook is miles ahead of theirs.

However, I always strive to avoid wasting effort, so I tied two of these hooks back to back to form a double hook with blades on both sides. However, it looks more like a double anchor hook overall.

Even if my fishing hook doesn't have a barb, with the double-edged design, it's not easy for a fish to escape once it bites. This greatly increases my chances of catching fish.

Don't let my current appearance fool you; I seem like a wealthy landowner with plenty of wild boar jerky to eat. An adult's daily energy expenditure is enormous, and my diet, currently mostly based on wild boar meat, is destined to be unsustainable for long.

Therefore, a safe and stable food source is of paramount importance, and these fish are clearly a good long-term food source, making fishing a necessary task.

I initially planned to use several sections of rope to make a springy fishing device, but then I realized that this long rope has many other uses. Simply making a few sections of fishing line wouldn't fully utilize its performance, so I changed my mind.

To avoid breaking the rope, I decided to use a simpler and more efficient fishing method. Therefore, I twisted another five or six meters of the same type of rope using the same method.