Survival in the Mist: Beginning Evolution Pingtouge

Chapter 10 Good design is useless

Five liters of mineral water, a windproof lighter, rainproof cloth, compressed biscuits, and three clotheslines.

These materials may not be treasures in normal times, but in the doomsday world, they are much more valuable than those gold, silver and jewelry.

Here, to live is the only purpose.

"The two of you keep an eye on the area, and you are not allowed to fight. Especially your flat-headed brother, Xiaoma will just watch you, why are you afraid to see it? Repeat, no fights are allowed, do you hear me?"

Zuo Bing will be busy for a while, studying how to maximize the use of these materials.

But he was also afraid that Ma Wenjie, an infatuated man, would offend the flat-headed brother, so he said worriedly.

Ma Wenjie naturally agreed, anyway, just let him watch Brother Pingtou.

As for Brother Pingtou, just close your eyes and get down on the ground.

Out of sight out of mind.

Seeing this, Zuo Bing was relieved, sat down on the ground, and cleaned the steel knife, bow and arrow with water first.

Although water is very precious, in foggy weather, the chances of people being short of water are very small, so he dared to waste it like this.

Half of the five liters of water was used up, and the blood on the weapon was completely gone.

But Zuo Bing still didn't dare to touch it directly, so he took a clothesline and wrapped it around the handle of the knife and the handle of the bow.

After disposing of the weapon, Zuo Bing directly gave the steel knife to Ma Wenjie: "This is for you, this will be your weapon from now on."

Ma Wenjie took the steel knife and waved it twice in his hand, feeling a little light.

But since Zuo Bing asked him to use a knife, then use it.

As for that bow, Zuo Bing wanted to keep it for himself, but there was no place to put the arrow.

"I will make more arrows in the future, let's make a quiver first."

I looked around and found no suitable materials, so I finally decided to make one with wood.

"Little Ma, cut me four small boards from the tree trunk you used earlier. I will make a barrel for arrows. The length, width and thickness are roughly like this..."

Zuo Bing gestured, Ma Wenjie nodded quickly, grabbed the tree trunk, and began to chop.

Ignore the weapons for now, and then consider how to make a mobile shelter.

Before, because there was only himself, the idea of ​​the design was only one person's.

Now that there is more Ma Wenjie and another coffin, the idea needs to be rethought.

The length of the coffin is no problem. A 1.9-meter Ma Wenjie can lie in it, but the width is not enough.

It can't just sleep, Ma Wenjie is below, and you are on top, right?
So the coffin cannot be a shelter for two people, either sleep alone or not.

After thinking for a while, Zuo Bing walked over and kicked the coffin twice, shaking his head.

The coffin board is too thick, and there are no tools at hand, so it is almost impossible to disassemble it.

Besides, even if the coffin is dismantled, there are no nails, so nothing can be made.

Another point is that the coffin is too heavy. Even if the flat-headed brother pulls it, it will be very difficult without wheels.

Helpless, Zuo Bing decided to abandon the coffin.

"It would be nice if there were wheels, even a heavy flat-headed brother can pull it."

Suddenly, Zuo Bing had a flash of inspiration.

I can't get the wheels myself, but I can!

Ma Wenjie has a steel knife, isn't it easy to split two wheels?
Then make a simple cart, pull the coffin, and build a shed outside the coffin. In this way, daily rest and emergency evacuation are all right?
"I'm such a genius!"

Zuo Bing slapped his thigh and couldn't help but praise himself.

Afterwards, he began to follow his train of thought and made simple drawings on the ground with arrows.

The wheels are made of wood, you can make four that don’t need to be too big, and the axles are made of tree trunks, find some straighter trunks...

While drawing and painting, Zuo Bing's expression became more and more dignified.

The idea was simple, but the lack of materials made him find it too difficult to implement.

"Hey! I still think it's too simple. If only there were tools, I could make a cart in minutes."

Throwing down the arrows he was using for drawing, Zuo Bing began to worry.

"Brother, the board is ready."

After a while, Ma Wenjie held a steel knife and a pile of wooden boards, and threw them in front of Zuo Bing.

Zuo Bing took a look. Although the wooden planks were not as smooth and regular as those made by machines, they were not bad.

The most surprising thing is that Ma Wenjie made a groove on one side of each board, and made an additional small piece of wood, which fits into the groove.

As long as the four boards are put together, the wood pieces are stuck, and the bottom of the quiver is ready.

"Xiao Ma, I didn't see it! You can still think of this, amazing, amazing."

Zuo Bing patted Ma Wenjie on the shoulder and praised.

"This is the first time, and I will definitely do better in the future."

When Ma Wenjie heard this, she bared her teeth and smiled happily like a child.

"It's pretty good. If I did it myself, I don't know what it would be like. You take a break first while I finish the arrow barrel."

After finishing speaking, Zuo Bing ignored Ma Wenjie and started making arrow barrels.

There is no skill involved in this thing. You just need to align the position, clip the wood pieces, and finally tie it around the outside with a rope.

Looking at the finished arrow barrel, Zuo Bing was still very satisfied, and put a few arrows into it casually.

But just when he was about to put the bow on his body, he suddenly found that he couldn't pull the bowstring.

"Isn't it?"

"Isn't this too tight?"

Zuo Bing tried, but he really couldn't draw the bow all the way. With all his strength, he was able to draw it a little bit, and his fingers were bloodshot.

"Little Ma, can you see if you can pull it all apart?"

"Oh, I'll try." Ma Wenjie took the bow, weighed it twice, then held the handle of the bow with his left hand, and drew the string with his right.

"Squeak..."

One click, one click, Ma Wenjie pulled the bow into a full moon.

"Brother, is that so? It's too simple."

When Zuo Bing heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely.

This thing is absolutely deliberate.

I was so tired and farted, I just pulled it away a little bit, you told me it was too simple, a typical Versailles.

Rolling his eyes, Zuo Bing threw the arrow barrel filled with arrows to the opponent.

He said angrily, "I'll give you this too. I'll practice archery when I have time."

"Yes!" Ma Wenjie replied, playing with bows and arrows, Zuo Bing couldn't help but think of the scene of making bows and playing with himself when he was a child.

Well, there are very few boys who don't like weapons.

nature.

The cart couldn't be made, and Zuo Bing didn't worry about whether he wanted the coffin, because he couldn't drag it, and it was a burden to carry it.

Afterwards, he sorted out the useless materials and asked Ma Wenjie to simply dispose of the wolf's body.

The internal organs of the wolf were thrown away, the blood was drained, the skin and flesh were separated, and then the wolf skin was wrapped with a waterproof cloth and sealed with a rope.

In this way, the smell of blood will be reduced a lot, and it will not attract beasts and monsters to look at.

Since there was too little water to waste, I just washed Ma Wenjie's hands and face.

After washing off the ashes from the bottom of the pot on Ma Wenjie's face, Zuo Bing found that this kid was not bad looking, at least not too ugly.

It's that curly hair, which is weird.

Then the two worked together to tie the supplies together with ropes at both ends, and the pheasant was also tied up and hung on Brother Pingtou.

Zuo Bing jumped on the back of Brother Pingtou, and the two of them continued to move forward.

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