I'm not a wild eater

"Next time, definitely next time."

Muqing carried the bamboo basket and continued to descend the mountain carefully.

To Muqing's disappointment, there were no more gains along the way.

After looking through the hive, the part that was pried away by me last time has not been completely repaired.

"The hardworking little bee has been a little slack recently."

"It's raining so much, there's less honey coming out to work today"

Mu Qing put down the things in his hands.Cut a few branches from the tree on the side, intertwine with the branches above the hive, and weave them together to form a large branch cover.

I cut two more thick branches, trimmed off the excess branches, and reinforced the leaf cover we just made.

"The rain this time was too sudden, but luckily it didn't cause any damage to the hive."

"Being able to withstand this time does not mean that we will be able to withstand the next time. I will make a cover for them to keep out the rain. This is called planning for a rainy day."

Chapter 75

It was past six o'clock when Mu Qing returned to the camp.

After putting the things away, I looked around the camp, but I didn't see the big bamboo tube.

After observing the ground and hillside, there are no traces of damage.

The possibility of them rushing to the bottom is preliminarily ruled out.

When going up the mountain, Muqing walked on the side of the mountain where the bamboo was transported, and there were no big broken logs or the like stuck on the road.

The biggest possibility is that it was completely blocked by the vine wall he carefully weaved.

"It really is here."

Walking to the edge of the vine wall, the still firmly bundled large bamboo tube was placed across the bottom of the vine wall, with one-third of the front end exposed.

"Look, the more serious damage this time is on the right side."

"These bamboos should have rushed down from the right side, and after being hit, they turned sideways and were just caught by the vine wall."

"The location of the collision was already very close to the edge, and my luck was good. If it was a little bit off, they rushed directly to the right."

"There is nothing blocking the bottom on the right side. You will directly miss the location of the camp and take the first route."

"It seems that the right side needs to be surrounded by it again."

Just do it.

Muqing untied the vines that bound the bamboo, pulled out a bamboo of suitable size, and fixed it on the right side of the vine wall.

Then use the untied vines to pass through the gaps of the vines in the vine wall, and extend a simplified version of the vine wall between the bamboo and the vine wall.

The materials at hand were not enough, so Muqing only made the bottom, a short section close to the ground.

"Let's do it like this first, and then perfect it before chopping bamboo next time."

It took three times to move the bamboo back to the camp.

Mr. Muqing started a fire and put a long bamboo tube on it to boil hot water.

He took out the bamboo basket for filtering stream mud from under the bed, got up and walked to the river.

The place where the soil was dried had been out of the sun for a long time, so Mu Qing put his hand in and tried it.

"It may be because I poured out the excess water in the morning. Generally speaking, this state is still good, very close to the state of a normal day in the sun."

"I'm going to take them back now and put them in the sun tomorrow on the hillside where the sun lasts longer."

Muqing pinched the four corners of the clothes on the ground, picked up the clothes with mud, and put them back into the basket.

Muqing didn't let go of the banana leaves that were spread underneath, and picked the ones that were still in good condition, rinsed them with river water and put them in a basket to take away with them.

"Put the mud on the hillside and blow it later, and it won't be so thin and soft tomorrow."

"Then you can put the mud on banana leaves to dry, and the clothes are washed and dried."

"I only have such a T-shirt. If it gets soaked and only has one coat, it will be too inconvenient."

Walking to the hillside outside the camp, Mu Qing picked a relatively thick branch and hung the basket on it to blow the wind.

"This basket is quite heavy even with mud and water. I am very confident in this branch, but I am worried that the handle on the basket will not stand it."

Cut off two thick branches from the side, one with a pointed end, and knock them into the trunk under the basket to share the total weight of the basket itself.

After finishing, Mu Qing thought about it.

I still don't feel at ease, if it falls, all my efforts will be ruined.

Another sapling was cut down to support the basket and the roots of the big tree.

After two rounds of reinforcement.

Muqing returned to the camp and found a thin and long vine from the weed pile, tied the two sections to two trees respectively, and made a clothesline.

【Hahahaha, Master Mu can just put the basket on the ground, I don’t feel at ease. 】

[Put it on the ground and there won't be much wind blowing. It is estimated that the effect of air drying will be worse. 】

[This is survival, and there is nothing wrong with seeking absolute safety in everything. 】

【If I don't remind you, I'd have forgotten that this is a survival show. 】

[Didn't a new survival show come out last week?Has anyone seen it?Does it look good? 】

[I was talking about "Wildness Survival Documentary", right?After watching it for half an hour, I couldn't stand it anymore. It was so fake that I was about to suffer from embarrassment. 】

[That is, isn't it nice to see Master Mu eating and drinking? 】

[He is very sweet, I spent several hundred extra on ordering takeout this month. 】

oh?There's a new show?The efficiency is quite good.

Mu Qing watched the audience discuss with great interest.

I didn't expect that it would be the same in another world. As long as a show becomes popular, many imitators will come.

Mu Qing didn't really care.