There were fish, shrimp, and snails in the river, but Sang Ning didn't rush to pick them up. Instead, she walked along the riverbank for a while, found a suitable spot, and then squatted down to stare at the water with good eyesight.
A fish the size of a palm was faintly visible in the water. With quick reflexes, she grabbed a sieve, put it in the water, and then swiftly lifted it up. A lively, wriggling fish appeared.
The audience's pupils dizzy with shock, but Sang Ning swiftly tilted the basket onto the shore, and the palm-sized fish landed and jumped happily.
The audience immediately tensed up, their hearts pounding in their throats.
Many viewers flooded the screen with comments urging Sang Ning to catch the fish quickly, otherwise it would jump back into the water and all their efforts would be wasted.
Sang Ning naturally wouldn't let that happen. She quickly took out the thin vines she had picked in the forest from the small vine basket, then swiftly and accurately grabbed the fish, pinched open its gills, and threaded the thin vines through it, so she wouldn't have to worry about the fish jumping back into the water.
Next, she used the same method with a bamboo basket to catch two more fish. Then she stopped catching fish and used a dagger to roughly scrape off the scales, remove the gills, gut and clean the fish by the river. She then wrapped them in leaves and put them in a basket. After collecting more than twenty large snails, she was satisfied and began to draw water with a bamboo tube. Then she left with a smile on her face.
"Wow, 238 is really beyond my expectations. While the other contestants are still clueless, she already has a fairly plentiful amount of food. Amazing!"
"I don't understand. Everyone knows that fish are edible, so why did she pick up that dark aquatic beetle?"
"It's probably for boiling water. Although these beetles look small, more than twenty of them are enough to boil a lot of water."
"Why guess? Just ask the person in charge directly."
That makes sense.
So, Manager Luo stepped in again.
"Contestant number 238, what are you doing catching those aquatic beetles?"
"eat."
Sang Ning's words were concise and to the point, and the audience and Manager Luo thought she was a ruthless person who would even eat beetles.
"I'm afraid this is inedible."
Upon hearing this, the person in charge, Luo, gave a reminder.
Sang Ning smiled and said, "Yes, they can eat them. People on planet E72 even eat sandworms."
Sandworms are scorpions.
However, the scorpions are somewhat different from those in Sang Ning's original world; the scorpions on the original owner's planet are larger versions.
Large scorpions, one or two meters tall and several meters long, can be seen everywhere.
On E72, scorpions eat people, and people eat scorpions.
When the nutrient solution ran out and the new nutrient solution had not yet arrived, the only resources left for the humans on E72 to survive were scorpions and thorny vines.
The audience was shocked. Sandworms can actually be eaten?
"I have an idea."
"What a coincidence, I have the same idea as the person upstairs."
"I've already ordered a sandworm, I'm going to try it out, but I don't know if it's any good."
"Can I say I'd like to try the taste of aquatic beetles?"
"Just place the order. I've already placed it. At worst, I'll just follow 238's lead."
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The audience, who usually get excited about food, were unusually calm, with no arguments, no insults, and no questions about why Sang Ning wasn't dead yet.
This is a welcome and commendable improvement.
At least that's what Manager Luo thinks.
It was getting late, and Sang Ning decided to find a safe place to stay before making plans for the future.
For a three-year survival mission on a desolate planet, a fixed and safe place to stay is very important.
The tree hole we found in the forest earlier was unsuitable; it was too close to the river. If there were torrential downpours like that, the river level would definitely rise.
She certainly didn't want her hard-earned home to be flooded.
So, after looking around, she headed straight for the rolling mountains to the west.
The mountains and forests are equally dangerous, but they have caves.
As long as proper protective measures are taken, there shouldn't be any major problems.
As the old saying goes, "Looking at a mountain makes your horse run itself to death."
The mountains that seemed so close took Sang Ning almost two hours of brisk walking to reach his destination.
Her clothes had dried in the sunlight, and because her mental cultivation had been running non-stop, she didn't feel too tired.
I was covered in sweat.
Caves are hard to find, and caves suitable for permanent dwellings are equally hard to find.
Fortunately, Sang Ning was lucky and found a decent cave after wandering around for a while.
This is a cave that is about four or five meters high. It is well-ventilated, has no strange smell, is spacious and dry, and contains animal droppings.
But the feces were all dried up.
In addition, the cave is very well hidden, with lush vines hanging down from the entrance, which can be used as a curtain.
She divided the vines in half and tied them together so as not to obstruct the view. She placed the vine basket and winnowing basket, which were filled to the brim, at the entrance of the cave. Then she used a dagger to cut some branches and vines and tied them into a broom. She then carefully swept the cave.
She was very hungry and tired, but she didn't care about eating or drinking. Instead, she busied herself gathering dry grass and leaves and piling them in a corner, and then she went to collect dry branches and such.
She was busy running around, never stopping for a moment.
The audience was completely confused and couldn't understand what she was doing.
"Why is she still cooking? The fish will spoil if we don't eat it soon."
"I feel like she's fiddling with the bed, trying to make herself more comfortable."
"No way, shouldn't we fill our stomachs first at a time like this? We can make the bed later after we've eaten. I think 238 is putting the cart before the horse."
"Maybe!"
At this point, something even more puzzling happened to the audience.
Because Sang Ning sat down on the leaf, took a dagger and dug a hole in a two-finger-wide piece of dead wood, then put chopped hay into it, and then put a twig into the hole, and began to rub the twig quickly with both hands.
"???"
Oh no, I'm finding it increasingly harder and harder to understand contestant 238's every move.
Does anyone know what she's doing?
"have no idea."
"Are you out of your mind?"
"His brain might really have been damaged by the meteorite."
"I think, I probably, I might know what number 238 is doing."
"Um?"
The chat briefly paused, and the live stream seemed to freeze, but it quickly returned to normal.
One after another, comments flooded the screen asking what she was doing.
"It's most likely that they started fire by rubbing sticks together. I'm a history major at Imperial University, and we're currently studying human history."
One of these is the story of making fire by friction, but because making fire by friction is an ancient civilization that dates back tens of thousands of years, and a large part of human civilization has been lost, the information recorded in history books is not detailed.
Therefore, I cannot be certain whether 238's actions constituted starting a fire by rubbing sticks together, but based on my subjective judgment, I believe she was indeed doing so.
The viewers in the live stream found this comment unbelievable.
"Two sticks can produce fire? Well, I can't believe it."
"Busy as a bet, I bet 238 is wasting its time. Just wait and see."
"Maybe a real drill can come out!"
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