Emmanuel and Louis also agreed.
Sanning, "···"
With everyone agreeing, she had no choice but to agree.
"Okay, let's give it a try."
And so, the decision to use large animals as transportation was made.
Then they began to regret killing the giant beetle.
Sang Ning was speechless, but could only comfort her, "I didn't know before, don't take it to heart."
"That's all we can do."
Emmanuel glanced at the sky and said, "While it's still light, Elliott and I will go for a walk around and see if we can find suitable animals to use as transportation."
As he spoke, he looked at Louis and instructed him, "You and Sang Ning stay here and protect her."
"no problem."
Louis patted his chest and assured her, "I will definitely protect her."
So Elliott and Emmanuel left with peace of mind.
While it was still dark, Sanning and Louis busied themselves collecting the cotton that had been drying on the rattan nets.
The afterglow of the setting sun painted most of the sky red, and the audience felt a truly comforting sight as they watched the two busy figures and the vast expanse of cotton swaying in the wind behind them.
I felt a sense of tranquility. This kind of scenery is perfect for brewing a cup of tea, eating a skewer of grilled fish, and simply enjoying the beautiful view and delicious food without saying a word.
Honestly, the more I watch, the more I feel that this survival strategy on the desolate planet has gone astray.
No, it wasn't the survival team on the desolate planet who went astray, but Sang Ning and his group.
Indeed, compared to other players, Sang Ning and his team seem to be living on a desolate planet.
Can I say I have a twisted sense of humor and want to see them suffer and be unlucky?
[Who wouldn't want that? But aside from the initial hardships Sang Ning endured, Emmanuel and the others suffered before forming a team, so seeing them suffer now is unlikely.]
The effect of these people teaming up is no longer as simple as 1+1=2; it seems like nothing can stump them.
[Are you all focused on these trivial things? Am I the only one curious about how cotton is made into cloth quilts and the like?]
Speaking of which, it seems that most clothing fabrics nowadays are new synthetic materials. The techniques for making clothing from animal and plant materials must have been lost by now!
[Remove the word "confident" from the original text. Ever since Tusangpu of the Sangtu tribe invented a new type of synthetic fabric more than 1,500 years ago, traditional fabric making and dyeing techniques have been phased out.]
If you want to learn this now, you'd have to go to the Karina ethnic group's history museum and research center, which researched the cloth-making and dyeing techniques. It's no exaggeration to say that I feel even the Karina people probably don't know these ancient and traditional techniques anymore.
[Actually, humans also possess the dyeing and cloth-making techniques of the Karina tribe; relevant information can be found at human history research centers.]
[I checked, and the information does exist, but the cloth-making and dyeing techniques of both the Karina tribe and humans are incomplete and severely flawed. Besides, I can't understand them.]
[Really? Wait, I'll go check.]
I'm going too...
Then, the audience all went to look up information.
Upon investigation, the audience discovered that while there were indeed records related to the two tribes and cloth dyeing techniques, they were severely incomplete, and even the rare, well-preserved illustrations were incomprehensible to them.
All I know is that these complete pictures depict a machine called a dyeing machine and a weaving machine.
As can be seen from the accompanying images, the Karina race's machines are relatively technologically advanced, while human machines are incredibly backward.
It turned out to be a wooden structure and the most ordinary metal structure.
The audience couldn't understand how humans could use these things to make enough clothes to wear for a year.
Sang Ning was completely unaware of the doubts in the audience's minds.
But this complete ignorance quickly turned into bewilderment when asked by the audience.
"You're asking me how to make fabric?"
She asked in surprise, and the audience all agreed, urging her to tell them quickly, as they were extremely curious.
Sanning, "···"
Sang Ning paused for two seconds, then said, "Would you believe me if I said I was also curious?"
Naturally, they didn't believe it.
However, there was nothing he could do about it; Sang Ning truly knew nothing about the dyeing and weaving industry.
"I really don't know how to make fabric, let alone dye it,"
Recalling the videos and promotional materials about traditional techniques she had seen, she said, "The colors of some plants' flowers, stems, leaves, and fruits are natural dyes. After pounding and soaking, the colors can appear on the fabric, but I don't know how to make them even and look good."
The audience was incredulous, saying that there were things they didn't know.
Sang Ning found it strange and asked in bewilderment, "Did I tell you that I am omnipotent?"
The audience fell silent.
No, that's not true.
"See? Since I never said that, why do you think I can do everything?"
She put her hands down and said helplessly, "I only know that cotton and hemp can be used to make cloth and clothes, but I don't know how to make them."
"The reason I want to find cotton and hemp plants is that I want to give it a try. If it works, it will benefit us."
"But if we don't even try, then we will have nothing."
"Furthermore, no one in this world is omnipotent."
Even if your clothes have a self-cleaning function, it still feels strange to wear the same style of clothes day after day for years.
Moreover, they were limited by scarce resources on the desolate planet and didn't even have the means to change into the same style of clothes every day, so they had to wear the same clothes day and night.
There were no extra shoes or socks.
Fortunately, the weather is hot now, so I can go barefoot to dry my shoes and wash my socks.
But there's really no way to deal with the clothes; you can't just wash and hang them out to dry in broad daylight while they're naked.
No matter how tough or tiring the conditions were, Sang Ning wasn't afraid; she wasn't afraid of getting dirty either.
She, who ran through the mountains, forests, and fields, didn't have a cleanliness obsession, and neither did the original owner.
But she still wanted one or two sets of clothes and shoes to change into.
Therefore, we must get the cloth.
Even if you don't know how, you have to figure it out and figure it out.
Now that we have the raw material cotton, I believe that with everyone's collective wisdom and hard work, we will have a change of clothes, and we will also have shoes and socks.
Sang Ning was optimistic, but the audience didn't have much hope.
But no one discouraged her; instead, they all cheered them on, encouraging them to work hard to get the fabric out as soon as possible.
Sang Ning thanked them happily and chatted with the audience while working. Louis chimed in from time to time, creating a very pleasant atmosphere.
But this harmonious and relaxed atmosphere was soon broken by a strange cry.
This was a sound that didn't exist in Sang Ning's memory; it sounded like an angry human roar, with a very rough voice and a drawn-out tone.
"The sound of a horned dragon."
Louis listened intently for a while before giving the correct answer.
Sang Ning flipped through the original owner's memories and found no memories of horned dragons, so she asked curiously, "What kind of dragon is a horned dragon?"
Louis, "..."
(End of this chapter)
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