[Full-time expert umbrella repair] How to survive in the wild with your enemies

Xiang: "Injured? I've been in the tribe all day today. What hurt?"

"Blood," Ye Xiu said affirmatively, "It smells like blood."

In the wind blowing past, in addition to the smell of dry sand, there are traces of blood.

"Mu Qiu, you... hello!"

At the very beginning of the question, Su Muqiu made a sharp [-]-degree turn, dodging a protruding rock with a nick of time, and Ye Xiu almost flew out of his body, but the safety measures of this aircraft were so poor that it was returned with a negative review, and there was nowhere to hold it , At that moment, there was a strong sense of weightlessness, Ye Xiu's hand that grabbed the edge slipped, and it became a tight hug on Su Muqiu's thigh.

His heart was pounding in shock, and he heard Dangerous Driving explaining in his ears: "Oh, the technology of processing raw hides of each household in this tribe is too different. The well-made fur is soft and beautiful, and the bad ones... oh , the whole piece of broken skin is covered with dried blood, flesh residue and sticky grease, which made me smell fishy. You must have smelled this."

Ye Xiu hugged that long leg until he was kicked by Su Muqiu before he reacted and let it go slowly.

He touched his nose, and the light fresh blood lingered for a long time.

17, 16: Talking on paper

Ye Xiu called the ground flying instrument that Su Muqiu tossed out in his heart a "Frisbee"—it looks like a flying saucer, but it moves more like it. It doesn't have any side handles, and it's terribly shabby.

The height that the frisbee can fly is really not high. Any rabbit can jump up and hit it. It is large in size and can only enjoy the pleasure of flying at ultra-low speeds on a piece of flat loess. You must move forward carefully in the forest. Test your driving skills.

However, Su Muqiu made another broken round pancake that has no console, no control handle, and the speed and direction are all controlled under his feet.

These are the sincere feelings after the two of them arrived at the place where Ye Xiu piled the worm shells, the driver surnamed Su jumped off the disc, and a certain passenger immediately became unsteady and fell to the ground with the disc.

"Acrobatics? This broken flying instrument can be tricked a little more..."

Ye Xiu sighed in the official language of the Ailang Empire, and Su Muqiu, who couldn't understand at all, glared at him immediately: "You didn't say something nice, did you?"

"I praise you for your sense of balance." Ye Xiu expressed his innocence and sincerity.

Su Muqiu's sense of balance is really good, it's really not easy to balance on this thing alone.

While Su Muqiu was busy tying up the worm shells and carrying them to the other side of the frisbee, Ye Xiu, who had fallen, simply sat up cross-legged on the spot, and brought the flying instrument over to study.

The wires inside, just by looking at the welding method, you can tell how difficult the production environment is. The connections between the wires, parts, engine and magnetite are precarious. Almost all of them are connected with ready-made things. If you shake it hard, you can hear the parts rattle.

The extraordinarily gorgeous light pattern on the outside at night is not a decoration, but the curvature and shape of the outer panels of the mecha that Ye Xiu removed.On the premise of not destroying the structure of the outer plate, the Frisbee is a shape that maximizes the use of internal parts. Not only can it really fly, but it also looks beautiful as a decorative pattern. At least Su Muqiu's technical level in modification is quite good.

In the final analysis, all materials and tools are not enough.

Ye Xiu touched the internal wiring and almost rubbed off the whole line, making sure that Su Muqiu's eyes were not on his side, he quickly covered up the things.

There are many processes, such as grinding, drilling, cutting, surface processing, etc. In addition, there are many new materials that need to be tested, and special solvents are needed to soften or harden, which cannot be handled by emergency maintenance kits.Even Ye Xiu himself, with the special material and circumstances of the mecha, still knew that he couldn't repair the mecha in that broken cave with just his hands.

If you want to repair the mecha, you still need to set up a workshop!Or at least one lathe, otherwise, no matter how many ideas you have, they are all just ideas.But if you wait until the tool room is built before starting to deal with the mecha, then it will be the year of the monkey.

Sighing, Ye Xiu heard Su Muqiu yell, hurried over to help, took the rope thrown by Su Muqiu, piled the crumbling insect shells on the frisbee, and fixed them, not noticing that Su Muqiu stuffed something into the pile of debris , quietly brought back to the cave.

The pile of fragments the two picked up, after Su Muqiu's tongue-in-cheek nonsense, successfully exchanged a lot of local specialties in the tribe, various metals that are currently unused, and information about this planet in the name of star shells. little information.

"How soon will it snow in winter?" Su Muqiu asked.

Old Patriarch Feng pointed to the sky: "When the night is longer than the day, the ice and snow fall to the tip of the leaves, and the water in the Moon Crescent Spring freezes...it's the snow season."

"..." Su Muqiu asked again: "Is there a more specific way to observe? For example, how many days will it take?"

The old patriarch Ning Mei thought for a while: "It should be soon?"

"...Then how long is the whole snow season?"

"As long as the blue core flowers bloom, the last flower withers is the end..."

Su Muqiu asked the sky speechlessly, and Ye Xiu patted him on the shoulder encouragingly.

The Wu Tei tribe has a very simple concept of counting, but unfortunately it is not accurate enough for climate change.Of course, they don’t have this need. The older people all have intuitions accumulated through experience. Through the subtle changes in the wind, sun, and plants, they can vaguely feel that the snow season is coming and when it will end, so they start to prepare.

However, Su Muqiu didn't have such a sixth sense, so he had to put aside other matters for the time being, and regarded the matter of winter as the most important thing, and made intensive preparations.

It took them a few days to collect all the broken bug shells in the loess area and supply them to the Wutei tribe to reinforce their buildings.

With the flying device, the speed of traveling between the cave and the tribe was several times faster. Since the worm shell relieved the tribe's urgent needs, Su Muqiu exchanged a lot of useful and useless things.In order to store these materials temporarily, he and Ye Xiu set up a simple shed outside the tribe.

Originally, the two of them just built a few pieces of wood and covered them casually with leather, grass, leaves, and insect shells. It was enough to cover things a little bit. Unexpectedly, there were a few old people in the tribe who had been helped, and they thought that the two young boys He didn't know how to build a house, so when he was repairing the tribal hut, he also got him a simple big tent.

As more and more things piled up here, the time they stayed around the Horde also lengthened.

One day Ye Xiu followed the hunting team back to the tribe. When he opened the door, he was startled. The big tent that was originally just a material storage warehouse was full of items. As a pen, I copied all the maps in their caves.

Su Muqiu's habit of tidying things up is not bad, but because wherever other people go, his various progress follows. Some tools, parts and drawings were moved to the tent unconsciously, and with the piled up materials, it seemed to be a A small workshop with a very original flavor.

And Ye Xiu was still the same, like a large follower pendant, when he was free, wherever Su Muqiu was, he would hang around, empty-handed, without pursuit.

And the weather is getting colder.

Su Muqiu pulled open a piece of animal skin used as a door, and a cold wind leaked in instantly.He visibly shivered for a while, hurriedly covered the animal skin tightly, grabbed the carbon strip in his hand and turned around and asked:

"Hurry up, finish that thing, come and see if my design is feasible."

"Are you afraid of the cold?" Ye Xiu asked.

"Stop talking and do things quickly."

Ye Xiu shrugged, glanced at Su Muqiu who was buried in the pile of drawings and materials, and then took a small shovel and continued digging and filling in the tent.

The soil layer in the tent was dug up, and the slits were separated with broken insect shells or iron stone tree boards that had fallen before, and the lines were pulled out, and the top was paved again. There was no abnormality on the surface.Ye Xiu wiped off his sweat, compared with Su Muqiu's design drawings, and built an arched structure similar to a small stove, while delicately looking at his finished product.

This is another product of the previous era in his hometown, a thing called Kang.

However, it has been hundreds of years since his time, and there is basically no place to see it except for the historical photos in the database.

Naturally, there are no drawings.

After getting a taste of the blueprints on his side, Su Muqiu rummaged through the terminal light board that Ye Xiu threw to him all day long, had a great time playing, and figured out many functions that Ye Xiu hadn't used at all. Not to mention, find something for the situation at hand.

In the Lambda Federation galaxy where Su Muqiu was born, most of the items are linked to production equipment or parts, and certain basic equipment is required to realize them. However, in Ye Xiu's bare board, there are unexpectedly a few photos of ancient equipment.

According to the photos, Su Muqiu racked his brains to calculate the structure, and tinkered with many small things, and this kang is his biggest attempt.

Ye Xiu dug for a while, making sure he was done, he carried a pile of wood in, lit a fire in the pit left by the side of the tent, and then covered it.

A magnetite on the line lighted up slightly.

Although this warm pit adapted to local conditions is far from the photo in the light panel, it didn't take long for the inside of the tent to become significantly warmer.

Su Muqiu took a few glances and confirmed that everything was as he expected, and he couldn't help but cocked his lips proudly: "Ye Xiu, is the meat hung up?"

"Bye."

──Su Muqiu took the hot smoke from the warm pit outside, carried out a few empty ammunition boxes in his mecha to block the smoke, and used them directly as a bacon box, without wasting a bit.

"After being smoked and dried, the storage time can be extended, so that a part of the winter rations can be guaranteed..."

Su Muqiu muttered, took out a checklist, and asked without raising his head, "Hey, what are you holding in your hand?"

"clothing."

Ye Xiu was not surprised by the sharp eyes on the top of his head, so he spread out the things in his hands and shook them away in front of Su Muqiu.

It was a costume made of animal skin and rattan core, unlike Qiu Feihe