I'm not a wild eater

After the two pillars were fixed, looking at the four bare load-bearing pillars in front of him, Mu Qing fell into a state of "feeling his body was hollowed out".

After sitting in silence for a while, I felt tired and flustered when I spoke.

The day before yesterday, or the day before yesterday, I said that I would build a shelter and sleep off the ground.

Do you want "really fragrant" again?

Looking at the four pillars in front of him, Mu Qing's heart skipped a beat.

[I guess, Brother Mu doesn't want to build a house today. 】

[I agree with you, when he said he was going to get up early yesterday, he had this expression. 】

【No, no, no, every time Brother Mu is about to slap himself in the face, he always looks like this. 】

【Fixing those two pillars with bare hands is really tiring, it’s okay to take a break, we will definitely laugh at you. 】

[Stop irritating the host, he is very tired. 】

Mu Qing, who was arranging the words for "Zhenxiang", was suddenly caught in his mind.

This is definitely not possible.

This live broadcast room must be my home field, and the field cannot be lost.

"I just take a break and see if I can do it for you one by one."

"Okay, I'm going to tie up a few beams now, and fix the position where I'm going to lie."

Vines lose their toughness when they are too dry.

After cutting back the vines from the stream yesterday, Muqing put them in a place out of the sun, and sprinkled them with water very carefully.

It's been a day and it's still fresh.

Mu Qing selected several vines with appropriate length and thickness.

I took out the wood that was used to make the measuring stick yesterday, and chose a slightly longer one, and cut it to the same length with a machete.

Chapter 29 The Unplanned Wilderness Mansion

"I measured it yesterday. This tree, no, it's a log now."

"The length of this log is about two meters, and it is suitable for a long beam for a shelter."

"If you want to sleep comfortably, the length of the bed cannot be shorter than your height."

"I am 1.8 meters tall, so it is very suitable to make a two-meter-long bed."

Muqing chose two pieces of wood about 1.5 meters high to be used as wide beams.

Mu Qing borrowed his own body as a measuring stick, and cut the bayonets at the positions of about one meter and two meters respectively on the four pillars.

Put the wood on the frame and tie it with vines.

A large rectangular frame about one meter above the ground, about two meters long, and about 1.5 meters wide is set up.

Once the frame is set up, the feeling of shelter comes immediately.

The desire for the bed makes Muqing feel that he has endless energy again.

"The distance between this shelter and the ground is still quite high, and only these four pillars and the main beam will definitely not work."

"I need to add one more wide beam and two longer beams before laying the entire face."

"In order to ensure its stability, I'm going to cut some branches to serve as auxiliary supports."

"Have you ever seen the row frame supporting the mattress? It should be like that after it is finished, so that it will be stable and firm."

After making gestures against the frame, Mu Qing picked up the machete and walked towards the side of the slope very purposefully.

"I'm going to meet an old acquaintance now, hehe."

Old fans knew what Muqing was going to do at a glance.

[Run, Brother Mu is here. 】

[Poor dog bone tree, it is estimated that it will be cut down this time. 】

[To make a tree, the most important thing is to be soft, don't be hard-boned. 】

【These words seem to be a disaster for these vines, Mr. Mu. 】

[In a word, if you see the anchor, you want to run away, if you can't run away, hide, if you see it, you will die. 】

[There are exceptions, such as ferocious beasts, hahahaha. 】

[I have a hunch that sooner or later that beast will become Brother Mu's protein. 】

Muqing did go to cut the dog bone tree, and the reason is very simple: it is hard enough.

Even if the branches are not thick enough, the supporting force is absolutely up to standard.

When he came back, Mu Qing held a large bundle in his hand.

No more, no less, exactly ten.

"There are a lot of dog bone trees in that area. After I cut them down twice, there are still two or three trees left."

"I have always advocated that one must live in harmony with nature in order to survive. It is definitely not possible to do things that leave no one alive."

Back at the camp, Mu Qing first used the branches of the dog bone tree to reinforce the four main beams.

One wide beam and two long beams also used dog bone tree branches as stakes, and then tied them with vines to fix them.

After finishing it, Mu Qing jumped up with both feet, and sat up to try it out.

"Yes, Not Bad."

"With the addition of a dogbone tree for support, this is a decent bed frame."

"The next thing I'm going to do is take a break."

Muqing smiled embarrassingly.

"This time it's really not that I want to be lazy, I have a higher pursuit."

"Look, isn't the entire framework of this shelter perfect?"