Hardcore Survival, the daily life of Xiaohua and me on a deserted island

Chapter 442



Chapter 442

Lu Zhe nodded: "What other academic content, aren't you a professor level in this regard?"

Ning Shu smiled sarcastically: "That, you know that what is written in the novel is sometimes different from the reality, and you can only understand the relevant content in an all-round way by ingesting knowledge from multiple aspects."

Shen Bing said: "So, you listen to this to write a novel." Ning

Shu nodded: "That's right!"

"What about how many of you are?"

"Hmm..." Jiang Yao said nervously, "I listened to it with the squad leader."

Guo'er said, "Me too!"

Shallow pursed his lips: "Lu Zhe, Sister Bing, you can also listen well with us, you can really learn a lot of knowledge that you don't understand." Shen

Bing and Lu Zhe glanced at each other, compared to the other three girls, shallow was very calm!

Even the other three girls sent admiring glances to Asana.

"Hey, Lu Zhe!" Shen Bing thought for a moment and pulled Lu Zhe aside.

"What's wrong, Sister Bing?"

"I've heard some of the stuff too. Although the content of the night radio has some scale, the program is still good, after all, it is carefully created by the official, and there is a certain degree of popular science, and sometimes some experts will be invited to interpret this, for boys and girls in the confused period does have certain scientific and educational significance, it is not bad to listen to it.

Lu Zhe was surprised, saying this, how did Sister Bing become a gang with them?

"I still need education?"

"Oh, those in your computer don't count, it's not serious stuff."

"Why doesn't it count?"

"Hey Lu Zhe, I heard seniors say that the Civil Affairs Bureau of married couples will issue a video, I don't know what the specific content is, but it is definitely within the scope of reasonable and legal, and this show is the same, you listen to it is very good." It is also a new way to acquire knowledge, you see that people are shallow, and they all remember it in a small book. In

fact, to be honest, Lu Zhe himself wanted to hear it.

After all, living on a desert island and lacking in spiritual life, it is also good to occasionally listen to the young lady who knows her heart talk about popular science topics!

But there is a concern!

After listening to it, it will be in the middle of the night, what should I do if I am not feeling well?

"Okay then, I'll reluctantly listen to it with you, but everyone said okay, go to bed on time every day after listening."

Shen Bing said: "Don't worry, I watched a few of them fall asleep!"

"And else?"

Shen

Bing looked at the time: "No need to adjust, it's over at 12 o'clock."

Sure enough, Jiang Yao tuned to the channel just now, and soft and comfortable music came out of the mobile phone.

"It's a pity

..." "It's okay, I'll listen tomorrow..." "We're

going to wash."

......

Wednesday, February 15, 249 days on a desert island!

Lu Zhe began planning a new shark fishing plan.

He found a puddle, also a waterhole, in the middle of the mountain stream, averaging more than a meter deep, reaching two meters at its deepest point and a rim only 20 centimeters deep.

It is more than 20 square meters in size and has a goose egg shape.

Lu Zhe deduced that the stream on the mountain flowed here, forming a three-meter-high drop, and the water flowed here into a small waterfall, forming such a waterhole under the impact.

In this mountain stream, there is more than one such waterhole, large and small.

But this one is closest to the bottom of the mountain.

Lu Zhe surrounded the waterhole with many bamboo strips more than one meter long, two bamboo strips spaced 10 centimeters apart, covered with broken fishing nets.

This creates a relatively closed flowing water.

Let Jiang Yao and Ning Shu be responsible for fishing, as long as they catch sharks, they will be put here first, and then put back into the lake after the sharks are eliminated.

Once the juvenile shark is caught, shoot it to death and cut off the fins.

Lu Zhe believes that although the bull shark population is endangered, it is widely distributed around the world and cannot be extinct because he kills a few.

But the creatures in this lake are different!

Because this lake is relatively independent from other freshwater basins, the species in it are also different from other waters.

Even the top-quality ornamental dragonfish, tigerfish and shield liquors are different from the shape of the Indo-Thai Vietnamese and Malay waters.

If bull sharks wipe out the entire lake, at least three or five species of fish will become extinct, and more than a dozen subspecies of fish will disappear.

This is an immeasurable loss for Lu Zhe's table.

Therefore, the slaughter of bull sharks is imperative.

In the morning, Jiang Yao caught a rouge fish, but Ning Shu caught nothing.

In the afternoon, Lu Zhe began to make shark cages.

The so-called shark trap and the trap for catching clouded leopards are basically the same principle, that is, weaving a barrel-shaped bamboo basket, four circles of long bamboo skewers, hanging fish meat in the middle, once a large fish swallowing fish meat from the middle, the bamboo skewer will swim against the direction into the shark's skin, the deeper the struggle.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the shark cage was made, and the crocodile meat was tied to the middle and thrown into the lake.

Then, Lu Zhe also joined the fishing team.

Until Sister Bing made the head of the pepper fish, no more fish was hooked.

The first day of shark fishing, failed!

Thursday, February 16, 250 days on a desert island!

After the livestock in the camp were settled, several people came to the lake to continue fishing.

Lu Zhe changed the shark cage with fresh bait, this time using mutton.

The flesh of the old bait crocodile was soaked white, with only a few traces of small fish gnawing bits, and a strangely shaped crayfish lying on it.

There are no traces of big fish swallowing.

In the afternoon, Lu Zhe began to make spearguns from bamboo tubes and disassembly springs in the plane, and made three more fish arrows, but after walking along the lake for half a circle, he still found no trace of sharks.

Several girls fished for nothing.

The shark hunt failed the next day!

Friday, February 17, 251 days on a desert island!

Change the bait again.

Lu Zhe believes that sharks may rarely move along the coast, and he spent the morning building two giant fish hooks the size of girls' palms, tied to finger-thick abaca ropes, and floated with buoys on the ropes, and directly thrown into the deep water 40 meters offshore.

At the other end of the fishing line is a small resilient tree with bells hanging from the treetops.

Unfortunately, no sharks were hooked all day.

Jiang Yao, Ningshu, and they also didn't have new fish hooked.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Zhe ventured into the water with a speargun in hand, and he found that the salinity in the water was already very low, and it was within the acceptable range of a large number of freshwater fish.

Many one- or two-inch lampfish killifish swim among the aquatic plants, but no large fish can be seen.

He swam to the entrance of the mountain stream, where he saw three larger fish.

A 70 cm juvenile bull shark is chasing a 40 cm beautiful hard arapai, in a hurry, the dragonfish jumped out of the water to escape, and the juvenile bull shark

turned to catch a 30 cm cochineal!

At the moment when he was about to catch up, an arrow accurately pierced the body of the bull shark.

Lu Zhe shot the bull shark juvenile with a speargun, and then quickly went ashore and dragged the prey up.

On the third day, it was a small gain.

Carrying the fish back, I saw a few girls pointing to the surface of the river, a python that had been bitten in two floated and struggled in the water, and the surface of the lake rippled.


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