"You'll regret saying that. For the Wild King, starting a fire is as simple as drinking water."
"Brother, you're being short-sighted. Our Wild King is also very intelligent."
"Does everyone here still remember the song 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star' sung by the Milk Group? It completely changed my understanding of 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star'."
"Wait for our jungle king to slap everyone in the face. After a while, they'll become as obedient as us."
"Really? This streamer doesn't seem very famous. I'm really curious about what you guys are saying."
Pleasant Goat: "Just keep reading, you can absolutely trust my little dumpling. She is the smartest child in the world, bar none. You will never find another child in the South or the whole world who can sing in multiple languages."
The long-time fans in the live stream have made Li Sheng sound like a god, which has generated a lot of anticipation. One side firmly believes that Li Sheng is no good and is arrogant and conceited, while the other side of the long-time fans almost said that Li Sheng is the reincarnation of Zhu Rong. We are waiting to see the newcomer get slapped in the face by the jungle king.
The first thing Naituan noticed in the box was the big pink axe, just like the one her dad had last time, but even bigger and more imposing. She loved this the most; after all, her dad had said that anything made of metal was fine with her.
There wasn't much left in the toolbox: a small pair of folding scissors, a few screwdrivers, wire, an iron rod, a discus, a hammer, a sickle, a small hoe... not even as much as this pink axe with a bow.
My dad used this tool before for starting fires and making things, so he should be quite used to it. It's just that this axe is a bit heavy.
The axe and handle are made of iron as one piece; the handle is not made of wood or any other material.
Moreover, it wasn't a common small axe; it was more like the kind of large axe that a masked person in a grotesque murder movie would wield, capable of slicing off an entire neck in one go.
This axe is 80 centimeters long, reaches up to the baby's chin, and weighs 15 kilograms.
The milk ball was too big to pick up; it could only be slowly dragged out.
Everyone noticed this axe first when choosing tools, but no one ultimately chose it. One reason was that it was too flashy, and another was that it was too heavy. Although it was easy to pick up, it would definitely be difficult to use.
Li Sheng certainly wouldn't disappoint his fans. He immediately picked up the stones and brought back a handful of dry grass and branches. However, it wasn't time to start a fire yet, so he didn't make a fuss to avoid any trouble from certain people.
Wang Guoqiang and Jia Xingye, teacher and student, exchanged a disappointed glance. It seemed that they couldn't count on it again. They wondered if there were any other flints in that pile. If not, pebbles would do.
However, the teacher and student did not lose their fighting spirit. They made a lot of preparations for the challenge, simulating starting a fire many times in the wild, and were able to succeed even without the assistance of additional tools.
However, the two were lucky. Wang Guoqiang found flint inside, while Jia Xingye took out a small hoe. If they didn't have flint, they could sharpen the hoe and use it as a knife.
All members of the twenty groups have received their materials and are waiting at their designated locations for someone to blow a whistle to start a fire.
Grandpa also noticed these two different combinations and smiled mysteriously: "In the wild, there is not only one way to make fire by friction, but also another way called striking stones to make fire. Under certain conditions, it is much more efficient than making fire by friction."
Backstabber is a recognized heavyweight in this field internationally, and every word he says can have a great influence on the behavior of the audience.
Live broadcast room.
"Did that father and daughter just pick up a stone? That dark, unremarkable stone is called flint?"
"This streamer is something else. If he were in front of me, I wouldn't recognize him, and I'd probably kick him."
"I finally understand the professor's expression when he saw Li Sheng go to get something. It turns out that such a good thing was taken away. Fortunately, there was more than one piece."
"As expected, people who read a lot are different; who would recognize this as flint?"
"To be honest, I've never even heard of flint."
"Is this group, which was previously underestimated, about to make a comeback? I guess I was wrong about them, woof woof."
...
While everyone was working hard to make a drill and start drilling wood to make fire, Li Sheng piled up some dry grass on the ground and then struck the edge of his axe with flint. Visible sparks fell onto the pile of dry grass, and smoke immediately rose up.
The teacher-student pair, on the other hand, was not so quick. They had been practicing making fire by rubbing sticks together, and had little experience with making fire with flint.
It wasn't as simple as just hitting the iron with a stone. At first, they didn't control the distance between the stone and the hay properly, and the hay didn't light even after hitting it more than ten times. However, the two quickly realized the problem and made adjustments, and soon wisps of smoke began to appear.
While everyone else was still sharpening their drill bits, these two teams were already far ahead.
Liu Nannan shouldn't have said those things just now. She looked down on people again, she deserves to die!
"I think we're still too inexperienced. We thought that with our rich experience and abilities, we could easily stand out, but we didn't expect there are always people better than us. We still have a lot of room for improvement in the future."
Luo Zeng was working steadily and even took a moment to comfort Liu Nannan: "We did well too. Although we were at a disadvantage because we had less knowledge and couldn't get the top two spots, we can't afford to lose third place, can we?"
Li Sheng gently and carefully protected the burning hay, blowing on it lightly until a flame appeared. This step required patience, as the fire could easily go out and need to be reignited.
The airflow can't be too strong, or the sparks will be extinguished; if it's too weak, there won't be enough oxygen, and it will also be extinguished. It has to be gentle and slow, with a little bit of luck involved.
With Li Sheng's efforts, a flame the size of a lighter was quickly kindled. He quickly gathered some dry grass to start the fire, then slowly added small twigs and two larger pieces of wood to stabilize it.
The fire was started in such a seemingly simple way.
Live broadcast room.
"So, I'm asking you skeptics, are you convinced? Doesn't that slap you in the face?"
"Don't be too sad, everyone. After all, we old fans have been proven wrong in the same way. We've learned our lesson after being proven wrong so many times."
"Being the jungler's little darling, he has no rebellious heart whatsoever."
"This is too easy. I feel like anyone can do it. If I were to do it, I wouldn't be any worse than the jungle king."
"Is it possible that the praise is a bit exaggerated? Maybe he just happened to know this knowledge and that's how he came across it. It was just pure luck."
"This thing is just a flint, I played with it when I was a kid, it's nothing extraordinary."
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The teacher-student pairing has also sparked a small flame, and the first and second place winners have already been determined. Li Sheng's repeated outstanding performances have won the support of many people, and his popularity is soaring.
The hardworking father has finally caught up with the milk group.
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