Surviving Endless Disasters

Wen Zheng once again had a profound understanding of Tuantuan's status among the birds on the desert island.

Tuantuan flew at the front and screamed proudly under Wen Zheng's head.

In the past, he only knew how to fight with these birds, but this time with so many obedient birds behind him, Tuantuan felt inexplicably proud. Even though the word "powerful" did not come to his mind, it did not prevent him from thinking that this feeling was really good.

However, Wen Zheng covered his forehead with a headache, and let Tuantuan fly out without giving any instructions. This was the result in the end.

When fighting, Tuantuan never challenges small birds. He is more familiar with larger birds. The group that flew over now was specially selected by Tuantuan. They were all large birds and densely packed. The ground flew together, completely covering the top of the rice field, and even blocking the sunlight.

Tuantuan, I asked you to call these birds to come over to peck insects, not to come over to fight.

If you take a quick look at these birds, you will see that those beaks that can eat clams can cut off delicate rice seedlings.

Not to mention their size, if they fall into these seedlings, they might crush them and trample them.

Wen Zheng waved his hand and told Tuan Tuan not to let the birds start working. After Tuan Tuan flew down confused, he broke down the reasons and explained them clearly to Tuan Tuan.

Although I didn't hear it much, it blew, blowing this golden ocean, blowing out waves.

This is the two hundred and three days of survival on a desert island. The rice planted has matured, and Wen Zheng is preparing to harvest it.

The climate on the island has always been warm, suitable for the growth of rice and barley. Wen Zheng did not sow all the seeds when planting them for the first time. He waited until those seeds had sprouted and grown up before replanting the remaining seeds with confidence.

The growing period of rice lasts about three months. At that time, Wen Zheng had just harvested bamboo rice, thinking that he would be able to harvest the rice by saving some food. However, the maturity date of the rice was a few days later than expected.

The bamboo rice was eaten two weeks ago, and the status of bamboo rice in people's hearts is far lower than that of rice. After the rice eared, Wen Zheng would talk about rice every day and recall the taste of white rice.

Now that it's finally time to harvest, looking back on the past few months of planting rice, Wen Zheng, as the only farmer on the desert island, was always paying attention to problems in the farmland and spent a lot of thought.

Rice and wheat seeds are obtained from drift bottles. It is obvious that people can put them into the drift bottles and give them to "Robinson". The seeds inside are artificially selected high-quality grain seeds.

These rice grains have excellent resistance, and this artificially selected plant is sweeter than naturally growing weeds.

At first, Wen Zhengjie did not consider the problem of wild beasts stealing food. The most common things in the area where he lived were various seabirds and marine creatures. In addition to the two small wild boars raised at home, there were occasionally a few snakes. visit.

Soon after these grass and wheat seedlings grow, they are like food with a wonderful aroma, attracting animals that love to eat.

Every now and then, the farmland is irrigated with the fertilizer fermented in the pig pen, and he goes to the farmland every day to pull out weeds. When the number of insects in the farmland increases, Wen Zheng notices it immediately.

The farmland is surrounded by grassland, where various insects grow freely. When they find that the taste of rice seedlings and wheat seedlings is sweeter, they rush to the farmland and gather together to taste the delicious food of Pyeongchang.

How to deal with pests? After seeing various insects lying on the leaves of rice seedlings and wheat seedlings, the first thing Wen Zheng thought of was frogs, a good helper for catching pests. This is knowledge he knew from elementary school textbooks.

But there are no frogs around here. We have seen several species of frogs in the mountains and forests, but their appearance, especially the color, is far from ordinary frogs.

Frogs can't do it, but birds are the ones who like to eat bugs. Wen Zheng set his sights on Tuantuan.

Wen Zheng divided the birds on the desert island into two categories. One type flies to the sea every morning and returns to the desert island to rest at night. This kind of bird loves to eat all kinds of seafood. Every time the tide goes out, there are absolutely no birds on the beach. These seabirds are indispensable.

There is another kind of bird in the mountain forest. This kind of bird is relatively small and usually forages in the mountain forest.

Both types of birds rarely stay on the grassland adjacent to the beach, especially after the group turns into a violent group that likes to fight. Even if there are plants that want to eat insects on the grass, they will stay far away from the cave for fear. He was caught by Tuan Tuan and beaten violently.

Therefore, the rampant insects are also the reason why Tuantuan scares other birds away, so of course the task of dealing with insect pests must be left to Tuantuan.

At that time, Tuantuan was given this arduous task by Wen Zheng, and the whole bird felt bad.

He hasn't eaten bugs for several months. The food cooked by Wen Zheng is so delicious. How can he remember Nami's food without any processing and without any seasonings.

Faced with Tuantuan's strong protest, Wen Zheng first sighed about Tuantuan's recipe. There are few birds that don't like eating bugs. The black box has evolved Tuantuan's taste, getting closer to that of humans.

If we continue to evolve like this, will Tuantuan turn into a human one day, just like the legendary monsters?

Just when Wen Zheng was frowning and thinking, Tuantuan couldn't help it. He saw the insects in the farmland and thought that he would eat them all, so he flew to Wen Zheng and wanted to act like a spoiled child. Then Wen Zheng knocked him on the head twice: "I asked you to deal with these pests, not to do it yourself. Aren't you the king of birds? Call more birds to eat, and you will be done soon.

" Yes, Tuantuan suddenly realized, stretched his neck back and forth and nodded, and flew out excitedly. After a few seconds, he turned into a small black shadow, and the speed of flying was getting faster and faster. Wen Zheng didn't have time to say other words of advice.

A few minutes passed, and there were countless flapping sounds in the distance, as well as the chirping of various birds. Birds of various sizes, colors and species flew over in an overwhelming manner. The scene was particularly shocking.

It's just that Tuantuan's gray-blue feathers are far from the legendary phoenix, otherwise it would be like the legendary hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix.

Wen Zheng once again had a profound understanding of Tuantuan's status among the birds on the deserted island.

Tuantuan flew in the front and made a proud cry under Wen Zheng's head.

In the past, he only knew how to fight with these birds. This time, there were so many obedient birds following behind him. Tuantuan felt inexplicably proud. Even if the word "powerful" did not exist in his mind, it did not prevent him from thinking that this feeling was really great.

Wen Zheng covered his forehead with a headache. He let Tuantuan fly out without telling him, and this was the result in the end.

When fighting, Tuantuan never challenged small birds. He was more familiar with larger birds. The group that flew over now was specially selected by Tuantuan. They were all large birds. They flew together densely, completely covering the top of the rice field and even blocking the sunlight.

Tuantuan, I asked you to call these birds to come and peck insects, not to fight.

Looking around at these birds, the beaks that can peck clams may be able to peck the delicate rice seedlings directly.

Not to mention their size, if they landed on these seedlings, they might crush and trample them.

Wen Zheng waved his hand and told Tuantuan not to let the birds start working. When Tuantuan flew down in confusion, he broke down the reasons and explained them to Tuantuan.

Although I didn't hear much, it blew over, blowing the golden ocean and creating waves.

This was the 203rd day of survival on the deserted island. The rice planted was ripe, and Wen Zheng was ready to harvest.