Of course, after hearing Dante's story, I will do everything in my power to drag all those bloodthirsty demons into hell before I find this man and return to him.

For no other reason than that these Mila people didn't attack me when we first met, and for that alone they deserve my help to survive in this rainforest.

However, dealing with these massive numbers of Haru is not something that can be done overnight. Anyway, the one thing I don't lack right now is time, and I have plenty of ways to deal with them if they want to fight.

For the rest of the time, besides searching for food for the wild boars in the vicinity, we spent the rest of our time fishing at the foot of the mountain not far from the tribe, led by Dante.

Some of these fish are for our own consumption, but most are used to replace wild boar meat. The protein reacts with the salt water to remove some impurities.

By the fourth day, the tribe had run out of cassava. In order to continue refining the remaining brine, we had to dig up some potatoes from the potato field that hadn't fully grown yet to replace the cassava starch.

Under Su Su's care these past few days, the five wild boars raised in the pit have lost most of their wildness.

When they saw us coming to the pit to see them, they no longer hid or were afraid. If Su Su went to feed them, these wild boars would even come over to greet Su Su.

However, they don't allow people to touch them, and they still have an innate resistance to humans.

I looked at my notebook; it had been eight days since we left the tribe.

Now that the brine extraction is almost complete, I've decided that we need to completely tame these wild boars. After all, we still have to drive them for half a day along mountain paths, and if they escape halfway, all our efforts will be wasted.

Over the next few days, I made a simple ladder. That way we could go down to the bottom of the pit to feed the wild boars, since we didn't have much work to do right now.

I had everyone in the team take turns going down into the pit to feed the wild boars, and they fed them directly with their hands, holding the earthenware bowls.

In this way, the wild boars must first overcome their resistance to humans in order to get food. The fact that everyone takes turns feeding them helps the wild boars better adapt to living with humans.

This method worked! We fed them like this for only about three days, and the wild boars realized that we posed no threat, so they completely let their guard down.

Not only can Su Su touch them, but we can too when we go down. We can stroke the mane on their backs while they are eating. Now they can be said to completely trust us.

After the two wild boar piglets became familiar with everyone, they acted like large pet dogs. Whenever we took food down to feed them, they would jump into our arms like dogs.

Although we had already tamed these wild boars, just to be on the safe side, we still collected some resilient tree bark from the surrounding area and processed it into finger-thick ropes.

On the way back, they tied all five wild boars together by the neck like dog collars, and then led them by the rope like walking dogs to their current tribal location.

The processing of coarse salt also went smoothly. On the fifteenth day, we completely refined all the remaining brine into coarse salt.

Since some parts of our baskets were damaged by arrows, we couldn't use them directly to hold coarse salt, as it would spill out from the holes.

So we found some broad leaves, dried them over the fire until they were mostly dry, and then used these leaves as packing paper to pack all the coarse salt we had collected.

I picked it up in my hand and estimated that the package weighed about one pound.

We packed a total of fifty-one such packages, and Su Su put away a small portion of them in a bamboo tube for everyone's daily use.

The harvest was pretty good; we got over fifty kilograms of coarse salt in total. If Haru hadn't interfered at the last time, we probably could have collected even more coarse salt.

But there's no point in talking about this now. At least we're all still alive and kicking. There were seven of us when we came, and there are still seven of us now, not one is missing.

This is already the greatest fortune in the perilous rainforest.

I made a brief note of the recent events in my notebook. The conflict with Haru was just the beginning. This is not the first time, and it will certainly not be the last.

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Tomorrow we plan to set off back to our original tribe. Dante has already helped us divide the fifty-odd bags of coarse salt into seven baskets.

Fifty-odd pounds seems quite heavy, but after being divided among seven people, each person only received a little over seven pounds, which is hardly heavy for us.

The wild boar we hunted earlier was dehydrated and smoked, and then we consumed it at the camp for more than ten days. Now we only have a pig leg and several large pieces of smoked pork that are somewhat reddish and shiny.

All of these together weighed no more than a hundred pounds. So each of us received another ten pounds or so of wild boar and put it into our baskets.

Dante even carried a few pieces for Susu, the only woman in the group, and put them in his basket. Susu let Dante go when he insisted on helping her.

I used knots to put a loop around the necks of all five wild boars. The advantage of this type of knot is that it won't lock up like a slipknot when stressed.

After doing all that, we went back to our room and had a good rest.

The next morning, we gathered at the tribe's open space. Everyone's supplies had been distributed, and now all we had to do was get the five wild boars out of the pit before we could set off.

Dante used a simple method to free the wild boars from the pit.

He and several locals arrived at the place where firewood was stacked. Each of them carried a large bundle of firewood and threw it into the pit until the firewood formed a slope leading to the ground.

Su Su waited for the wild boars above the pit with food in a ceramic bowl. With the slope made of firewood, the wild boars easily climbed out of the pit.

The wild boars were no longer afraid of us at this point. Even though we had come up to a different environment, they still wagged their tails and looked at Su Su with a fawning expression as they started eating the food that had been prepared for them in the ceramic pot.

We're setting off today, so we didn't prepare much for them—just two large basins, enough to barely fill them halfway up. This way, the wild boars are easier to control.

After finishing their food, the wild boars began to roll around on the ground. After being imprisoned for so long, they were covered in grime, and now they wanted to wipe it off.

Everyone thinks pigs are dirty animals, but that's just because humans provide them with an environment that leaves them with no other choice.

Pigs are actually cleaner than dogs. In the wild, they regularly clean their bodies, using resin or mud baths to remove parasites.