Elliott remarked, "The scenery is beautiful."
Sang Ning glanced at Emmanuel, who was using a bamboo pole as an oar to paddle in front of him, and then at Louis, who was doing the same thing behind him. After holding back for a while, he finally couldn't help but say, "I hope you'll feel the same way when you're paddling later."
Elliott said confidently, "Don't worry, this is no problem for me."
"It can stump me."
Sang Ning said expressionlessly, "Once the cotton incident is over, we should build a ship."
"spaceship?"
Louis looked at her in shock, as if she were an alien.
Sang Ning's lips twitched as he said, "If I had that ability, E72 wouldn't be in such a poor state. It would be so much better if I built my own spaceship, took my compatriots abroad to make money, and went back to build E72."
"However, I will not."
If you could do that, you'd be truly extraordinary.
Spaceships are not something that just anyone can operate, and of course, the same goes for mechs.
Even if someone completes the entire formal education process step by step and studies a related major, they may not necessarily become an armor maker or enter a related unit to research and develop and manufacture mechs, spaceships, and warships.
If Sang Ning, who has never received a formal education, were to reach this level, it would put countless students in related majors to shame.
"What kind of ship are you talking about?"
Emmanuel asked, and Sanning replied, "Wooden boats. No matter how much human history is missing, there must be records of boats, right?"
"have."
Louis continued, "But the relevant information consists only of very simple and incomplete written records; not even a single picture has been left."
Therefore, no one knows exactly what kind of existence a ship is.
"The general public's impression of a ship is that it can travel on water and will not sink. No one knows the specific principles that enable it to do so, what it looks like, how it is made, or what materials are needed to make it."
At this point, he asked Sang Ning, "Can you build boats?"
Sang Ning looked at him but didn't say anything, and Louis had a bad feeling.
His face was expressionless, and he said in a panic, "Don't tell me you're just someone who only knows theoretical knowledge and wants to dump the practical skills on me."
"How would you feel if I told you that I don't even know the theoretical knowledge, and all I know is what a captain is like?"
Sang Ning asked with an awkward smile.
Louis, "..."
Louis had only one thought: he lay back, covered his eyes with his hands, and wailed, "Heavens and earth, just strike me dead with lightning!"
"It's not that serious, I'll help too."
Sang Ning tried to comfort him, but Louis wasn't happy at all. He sat up angrily and said, "Can't we not do it?"
“We don’t go out to sea every day, so building a boat wouldn’t be very useful. I don’t think it would be used very often.”
"Once it's actually made, its usage rate is quite high."
Elliott reminded him, "Don't forget, there are quite a few islands in the area where we live."
"There must be a lot of good things on the island. If we had a boat, we could go and explore the island. That would be great."
Louis didn't think it was a good idea. He was quite frustrated and said, "Such a big mountain and such a long coastline are not enough for us to survive. We should think about going to the islands."
“I tell you, it’s not good for you to be so greedy. As wise beings, you should be content. Isn’t there a saying that contentment brings happiness?”
"I think that makes a lot of sense."
That makes no sense whatsoever.
Resources determine the quality of their living conditions; the more resources they can acquire, the better their lives will be.
Instead of striving to improve one's life in a desolate place like this, one should be content with what one has. This is a clear indication of mental instability and abnormal intelligence.
Too lazy to reason with him, Emmanuel declared dictatorially, "Based on the principle of majority rule, I now formally declare that your right to speak has been stripped away."
Louis felt like he was going to spit out a mouthful of blood, but he knew that spitting blood wouldn't help.
He then said, "You dog."
He was getting anxious, so anxious that the handsome man started swearing.
Do you think Emmanuel might get angry and throw him into the sea?
[It's unlikely, since Emmanuel can't spare the time to throw at him right now. It's hard to say what will happen when he can.]
[Last time I wanted to see pictures of handsome men emerging from the bath but didn't get any. Maybe I can look forward to it today?]
Stop dreaming. Take a good look at what they're wearing. They're wearing temperature-controlled protective suits—waterproof, fireproof, and capable of self-regulating temperature. These are supposedly the kind of temperature-controlled protective suits you deserve to own. They're not going to let you see the scenes you imagine that you can watch for free.
[It's really not good to watch for free, so why don't I pay to watch?]
[No chance. The thermostatic protective suit is opaque. Let Louis change his clothes first if you want to see him.]
This was clearly impossible, so Louis's audience lost interest in chatting and turned to watching the seascape instead.
Sailing on the high seas can be quite boring; even the most beautiful scenery can become tiresome after a while.
After sitting for almost an hour, Sang Ning couldn't sit still any longer. She shifted her position, took out a long, thin bamboo pole from a bundle of bamboo, and placed it aside. Then, she took some dried rattan bark and began to cut it with a dagger, saying as she did so, "Elliott, do you want to go fishing?"
Elliott, looking confused, asked, "Using bamboo to fish?"
"Um!"
"The raft is moving, you can't fish out of it, right?!"
Sang Ning paused for a moment. "I don't know, but we're just killing time anyway. What if we get lucky and catch something?"
"If that's how you put it, then I'll have to give it a try."
As he spoke, he said, "Get one for me too."
"OK!"
Sang Ning placed the cut vine bark aside, then picked up a bamboo pole and used the tip of a dagger to drill holes in it. After drilling the holes, he inserted the vine bark into the holes, wrapped it around several times, and then tied a knot.
This rattan bark is very tough. Before peeling, it needs to be soaked. Once the soaked rattan bark starts to turn white, it can be peeled. The peeled bark cannot be used directly. It needs to be soaked in tung oil and then taken out and hung to air dry.
Once all the oil and moisture have dried, the resulting rattan bark will become tough and sturdy.
At this stage, the rattan bark can be used directly, or it can be divided into strips and twisted together to make rope.
They prepared plenty of rattan bark during the rainy days, and now it's coming in handy.
After tying the rattan bark up, Sang Ning took out the embroidery needle she had obtained from the eliminated contestant.
She bent the embroidery needle, which turned out to be a perfect fishhook.
Next, attach bait to the fishing hook: a piece of fresh pheasant liver.
The simple fishing rod is now complete.
Whether you can catch anything is a matter of opinion.
It was originally meant to kill time.
So she handed him the bamboo pole, saying, "Here you go fishing."
Elliott took the makeshift fishing rod, somewhat perplexed. "How do you use this thing?"
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