The palm was ulcerated, with scars of varying depths clinging to it, but one could still vaguely see that the hand must have originally been very beautiful, with long, slender fingers, distinct knuckles, and fair yet strong skin.
At noon, he and Naituan had almost finished all their food, with only a banana core left. This banana core was for Naituan in case there was no catch in the fish trap that night.
The construction of the shelter proceeded in an orderly manner. What seemed like a massive and impossible project was gradually developing in an incredible direction as time went by, and finally the shelter was completed before sunset.
The shelter looked very simple, with rows of tree trunks pieced together at the bottom. People sleeping in the shelter did not directly touch the ground. However, the shelter was very low, and he could only enter by half-crouching. But this space made Milkball feel very safe.
The shelter is not yet complete. He still needs to build a waterproof roof for it. Although banana leaves are good at waterproofing, he still needs to do some other work to prevent water from seeping in, and at the same time strengthen the shelter's stability.
Next up was the entertainment segment.
Playing in the mud.
Mix mud and plaster it on the outside of the shelter, and in the gaps between the tree trunks.
There's a specific technique to making this mud paste. The mud must be highly adhesive, and it needs to be mixed with water in the right ratio—too dry or too wet is not good, to prevent the mud from falling off when it dries. They also add some tough, dry grass to mix it all together.
The viewers in the live stream seemed to have too high expectations for the shelter, and were inevitably disappointed to see such a rudimentary place.
"This place is worse than my chicken coop."
"It's really too rudimentary, short and small. You can't even turn around inside. I thought it would be so impressive, but it's nothing special."
"Won't poisonous insects or snakes come to visit me when I sleep at night?"
However, there are also rational and objective people.
"The streamer has done a great job. Keep it up, streamer! The streamer is always the best. We will always support the streamer."
"At this time, safety comes first. Who cares about aesthetics or anything else? It's good enough to have a place to rest peacefully at night."
He responded to the audience members who raised questions.
"It's obvious that some viewers in the live stream have high expectations for life, so high that they completely ignore the fact that this is in the wilderness and don't know what kind of dangers they will face at night without shelter. Although the shelters are simple and basic, they are enough to ensure safety and provide rest at night."
The baby thought her father made a lot of sense, but a three-year-old child doesn't yet understand the art of language between adults.
"To put it bluntly, those friends are just stupid, right?"
It's estimated that not only was Li Sheng visibly petrified at this moment, but the viewers in the live stream also suffered a shock.
Before Li Sheng could cover Naituan's mouth, Naituan had already seriously joined in the live broadcast commentary.
“We are in the wilderness, which is very dangerous, so Dad has to build a sturdy shelter as soon as possible. But Dad is all alone, so he can only choose the simplest and fastest method. Otherwise, when the big wild beasts appear at night, Milkball will be carried away, and we will never see Milkball again.”
While Naituan spoke somewhat haltingly, her language logic was very clear. Even though they couldn't see the comments in the live stream, they could understand everything clearly from her father's words. This explanation not only had no negative effect, but actually increased everyone's affection for Naituan.
Live Stream Room
I am your God of Wealth Mom: "I love it, I love it! Daddy obeyed my words, and from now on, we have a daughter without pain."
"I love this straightforward kid; he's so genuine."
"Hahaha, some people's brains are not even as good as a three-year-old's."
"Those who say such mindless things must be elementary school students who are playing on their phones behind their teachers' backs."
"Is the saying 'the younger generation is worse than the older generation' true? This child has shown promise since he was little."
"How can there be such a cute, smart, obedient and witty daughter in this world? This scene is like a science fiction movie in Wang Wei's poem."
"I feel the same way, my family is like the village guardians."
"My family is living a disaster movie called The Day After Tomorrow every day."
The screen was filled with jokes, but there was no malice intended.
Two big feet and two small feet stomped through the mud in the puddle. After the mud and hay were mixed together, they smeared it all over the shelter. Li Sheng was in charge of the higher parts, while Nai Tuan was in charge of the lower parts.
Although they cannot see, they move freely and have no fear of the dark, because they have been used to it since birth.
With the combined efforts of the father and daughter, the task was completed quickly. Although they were drenched in sweat, they did not feel tired. Instead, they enjoyed the process, and the little girl's face was always beaming with a happy smile.
After the mud work was finished, the most important task was completed: spreading banana leaves on top of the shelter, layering them in a staggered manner. There were plenty of banana leaves, and the entire roof of the shelter was covered very tightly. Finally, heavy tree branches were placed on the roof to weigh down the banana leaves, in case a storm blew them away.
Inside the shelter, banana leaves were laid at the bottom, and then soft, dry grass was laid on top to increase comfort.
However, since the baby's skin is delicate, a thick layer of banana leaves was laid on the ground where the baby slept.
The shelter's door was small and inflexible. Two tree trunks were driven into the ground on either side of the entrance, acting like a clamp, with wooden pieces covering it but not pointing in the right direction.
Therefore, it can only be covered by moving it from the side with some effort after people have gone in.
This door is quite heavy, probably weighing seventy or eighty pounds. After all, it's made of damp wood, so even a wild beast wouldn't have an easy time breaking through it.
The door was no longer plastered with mud, leaving a gap so that people could observe the outside world through the crack at night.
This marked the true completion of the shelter's construction, and it looked much more presentable.
Finally, we've completed a major task for survival.
Looking up, I saw that it was getting late, so I went to the dam to retrieve the fish trap and check on the fish inside.
It wasn't the bumper harvest I'd imagined, but it was enough to barely fill a gap in my teeth.
There was a fish about half the size of my palm inside, along with a few small shrimp, but nothing else. Fishing is all about luck. I'll put some bait in the fish trap tomorrow and see if I can get a better catch.
There was no time to dig for wild yams at this point; the more important thing was to start a fire. As the saying goes, practice makes perfect, so it was a good opportunity to review the techniques and key points of starting a fire in the wild with the viewers in the live stream.
Logically, he shouldn't have let the fire go out; he should have kept it alive. However, considering the safety of the group, he didn't do so. Actually, there are more convenient ways to keep a fire alive in the wild, but things have priorities.
In less than ten minutes, the fire was successfully lit in the live broadcast room. Tonight's dinner is banana core, grilled fish, thatch root and small shrimp.
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