Li Sheng was exhausted. He dragged the last piece of wood on the beach toward the shelter. He hadn't really stopped to rest all morning. His shoulders, back, and abdomen were initially very sore, but now the soreness had become so extreme that he couldn't feel anything anymore. Instead, he felt weak and powerless.
The labor intensity and efficiency are even greater than that of a robot. Even though there is plenty of food, the lunch is extremely perfunctory, only adhering to the principle of high calories and high protein. The high calories come from durian. Although durian is delicious, it is extremely high in sugar, fat and calories.
Even if you love a food, you should eat it in moderation. Eating too much can easily lead to high blood sugar or weight gain, and it's especially forbidden for diabetics.
After eating the durian flesh, the seeds and shells weren't wasted; they were all collected together. The durian seeds, once cooked, are edible and are a good source of starch. As for the durian shell, it's quite sharp, and it might come in handy in the future.
Needless to say, it was a great source of protein. We finished off the whole snail, which was the size of a head, at noon. There wasn't a single piece left for the two of us, and the huge shell became a great container.
In short, nothing that might be useful will be discarded carelessly.
The last piece of timber was moved to the side of the shelter, and the rectangular foundation of the shelter, which was six meters long and seven meters wide, had been dug.
However, it seems that Li Sheng intends to dig even deeper.
They continued digging downwards with stone hoes, which aroused many people's questions.
"This foundation doesn't need to be this deep. The streamer is a bit unprofessional."
"Does a deeper foundation make a house more stable?"
"Is the streamer planning to dig a basement?"
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Li Sheng's behavior was very puzzling. He was so tired that he didn't want to say another word, but he still spoke up when faced with everyone's questions.
"As you can see, these logs are very difficult to move. They need to be stacked one by one. However, if they are taller than the streamer, it would be too difficult to stack them by brute force without any tools. Therefore, the streamer plans to embed half of the log cabin in the ground and the other half on top."
"This is not only for construction purposes, but also for authenticity and safety. I'm sure everyone knows the principle of cellars being warm in winter and cool in summer. The idea of embedding half of it underground is the same. This way, it won't be so hot inside, and it can also improve defense if you encounter wild animals."
Wouldn't that mean digging for a long time, more than a meter high? Li Sheng worked hard all morning and only dug half a meter. That's why Li Sheng continued working without rest. Fortunately, he had a stone hoe, and the soil here wasn't particularly hard, which allowed him to work so fast.
"The streamer plans to extend it another meter or so. With a stone hoe in hand, the speed will be very fast. It can be completed in a maximum of an hour and a half."
This clumsy stone hoe, though unremarkable, played a crucial role at this moment. Without this stone hammer, it would have taken more than three times longer. The excavated yellow soil was piled up by Li Sheng not far away, not to be wasted, as it would be of great use later.
Wang Yao was also collecting timber for the shelter. This time, Wang Yao dared not let the shelter be close to the sea again, but instead chose a relatively flat place in the forest.
Wang Yao and Yang Xiaoxiao found a bamboo forest. Wang Yao planned to build a square, container-like shelter. The bamboo stalks were all uniform in size, only as thick as a wrist, making them a good choice. He was currently working hard with a file, bit by bit. Yang Xiaoxiao was not idle either, collecting as many vines as Wang Yao had instructed.
Wang Yao chose bamboo because it is easy to cut with a file. This time, he was determined to compete with Li Sheng and didn't rest all day.
If they really couldn't hold on any longer, they let Yang Xiaoxiao continue. In one morning, she collected thirty or forty bamboo poles. According to her plan, the construction would be completed by tomorrow, which would be much faster than Li Sheng's.
He could roughly judge how far Li Sheng had progressed by looking at the comments in the bullet screen area. It is said that he spent the whole morning dragging wood to the shelter and was exhausted.
Regarding the duel between Wang Yao and Li Sheng, more than half of the people actually thought Wang Yao would win. It wasn't that they doubted Li Sheng, but rather that Li Sheng's challenge was too difficult, and even with such a fast pace, they felt it was impossible to complete.
After digging to the desired depth, Li Sheng continued digging at the four corners, creating another hole nearly a meter deep. He then placed a three-meter-tall log inside. Although it was in place, the log was not stable because the opening was large. Li Sheng filled the hole with prepared stones and mud, layering stones and mud until the hole was completely filled.
Within an hour, the four logs were erected on top. However, the other logs on the sides were not put on in such a hurry. They would wait until the four logs were completely stable before proceeding, which meant waiting for the stones and yellow mud filling the cave to dry.
That will have to wait until tomorrow. He needs to work on the spruce wood in front. One side needs to be left to create an entrance, so the wood on that side needs to be specially treated.
Today's goal was to get all the timber dimensions right. As night fell again, Li Sheng dragged his tired body back with a large bundle of vines he had collected along the way. Li Sheng thought he must be hallucinating.
Why is there a fire on the beach, along with cooked food and a woven mat?
Holy crap! Could it be that the conch I ate at noon really ascended to heaven and became the Conch Fairy? What about the milk ball?
The little girl was squatting behind the rocks catching shrimp. The shrimp weren't very big, but they tasted delicious. She stood up and was happy to see her father come home.
"Dad, you've worked hard."
Li Sheng's thoughts returned to reality. To hell with the Conch Girl, he asked with slight surprise, "Did you make this?"
Naituan nodded. Of course, she did it. Her father worked too hard, and she wanted to help him in some way, like cooking, just like playing house.
This fire was the embers she kept after her father left at noon, and she even found a relatively flat stone to use as a stool.
The father was moved to tears as his daughter grew up, though the food didn't look very appetizing.
The fish skewered on the sticks were charred, and some of the shellfish in the fire appeared to have turned to charcoal, but he couldn't bear to disappoint his child.
Just as expected, there was a burnt smell, but it wasn't something you absolutely had to eat: "Dad appreciates your filial piety. You did a great job. Don't do it anymore, leave it to Dad."
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