Chapter 67

Seeing Xiumei asleep, Wang Dali smiled and whispered, "everyone has worked hard. Xiumei is not easy today and performs well. You can see that she is also making little progress. Today, she saved me again. It can be said that Xiumei is my life-saving benefactor!"

"Yes, yes, brother Dali finally realized -"

"My beautiful sister has been very good at such a performance --"

"I bet sister Xiumei can't even kill a duck at home. She's much more powerful now -"

"It seems that Xiumei saved your life when the anchor was pinched by the aborigines -"

"My home is beautiful, but it's not easy. If I were on the island of death, I wouldn't last a day -"

Wang vigorously looked at the message and had to admit that everyone was right. Her performance has been very difficult for a little girl.

In the island of death, individual strength is small. Only by supporting each other can we break through one difficulty after another.

Wang Dali thought that if there were no two people in the swamp before, once he fell into the quagmire, he could only stare. Even if he was 25, his strength was much greater than ordinary people, but in that case, there was no way to borrow at his feet and around, and he really had only one way to die.

The only way out is for someone to pull out of the mud.

I'm lucky to have beauty around me, otherwise I'll really die.

The bonfire crackled, and the swamp at night became more and more quiet. In the distance, the cry of waterfowl came.

Wang Dali listened for a while and sighed.

"Good night, too. Brother Dali now tells you that there are many natural sentinels in nature, such as crickets, cicadas, night owls, waterfowls, etc. hearing their voices means that everything is safe nearby. If the voice suddenly quiets down at night, it means that the crisis is coming. Fortunately, now it seems that everything is OK. Maybe I can squint my eyes ！”

Wang Dali got up, chopped a few branches nearby, cut them into sharp ends, inserted them near the camp and made some simple traps. Only then did he wrap bear skin and lie by the campfire and close his eyes.

14 points of mental strength is really different from 9 points before.

In the past, Wang Dali was easy to feel depressed, but now he can be energetic as long as he has a little rest. In the past, you had to sleep at least 9 hours a day to maintain a day's study and life, but now you only need to sleep for 3 hours to maintain high-intensity exploration activities all day.

With his eyes closed, Wang Dali felt that he could hear further and his spirit recovered quickly.

The night wore on.

The bonfire has gone out.

A new day is coming, the sky is slightly bright, and the earth begins to glow with new vitality and vitality.

Xiumei moved and woke up.

"Oba, what are you doing?" Xiumei saw that Wang Dali was holding an old vine, tied into a bow with vines and baking it on the fire.

"Wake up"

Wang Dali smiled: "I'm making you a bow. It doesn't need to be too delicate. It just needs enough elasticity and accuracy, that's all!"

"I have a bow too?" Xiumei was surprised.

"Well, but it's not ready yet. It's just a bow body. The bow string is not ready!"

Wang Dali said to the camera: "good morning, everyone. The bow I'm making now is relatively simple and can't compare with the good bow made with modern technology, but the beautiful arm strength is relatively small, so it's easier to make a suitable simple bow!"

"666, I think brother Dali's technique is more authentic -"

"It's really surprising that brother Dali can make bows and arrows -"

"Brother Dali turns into a carpenter, praise -"

"It seems that there is no bow string. What material should brother Dali use to make the bow string -"

"The bowstring is not in a hurry. I'll find materials later. The bowstring is usually made of cow leather. As long as it is strong enough, cow leather will be a very durable material and the only choice for bowstring in the wilderness!"

Wang Dali started the popular science again.

"OK, Xiumei, let's go and go hunting now. Today I'm going to beat some wild ducks, fill my stomach, vent my depression these days and offer a good sacrifice to our five zang organs temple!"

Wang Dali picked up the bow and arrow and was in high spirits.

Now this small shelter is quite good and safe. Since the beautiful legs are not completely good, my party will stay here for a few days.

"OK, oba, wait first!"

Xiumei put on her coat and limped behind Wang Dali, holding a poison spear in her hand.

Down from the hill, we came to a shallow swamp.

This shallow water swamp is very broad and can't be seen at a glance. The white light in the morning shines down through the clouds. Countless white waterfowl fly, prey and play in the swamp.

A rhinoceros was leisurely gnawing on the water and grass on the shore. Wang Dali even saw a dozen wild elephants playing and rolling in the shallow water.

The swamp is rich in water and grass, and indeed grows a lot of fish, aquatic animals and plants.

"Oba, it's so beautiful here. It's heaven. Look at those animals. It's so peaceful. This is a quiet and peaceful picture of nature -"

She opened her arms and felt the wet moist air blowing from her face. She was in a good mood.

Wang Dali is also in a good mood.

"Ladies and gentlemen, unexpectedly, Xiumei and I woke up and saw such a beautiful picture of nature. To tell the truth, in the island of death, the scene in front of us is heaven!"

With Wang Dali's emotion, countless audiences began to respond.

"Yes, yes, far more beautiful than the African prairie -"

"The island of death is an island of miracles -"

"It's the island of life. Have you found that the life species here are thriving a little unusual. Up to the Paleozoic and Mesozoic living fossils and down to now, all kinds of birds and animals can live and reproduce here -"

"This island is full of a magical charm. It is an unimaginable miracle of modern civilization -"

"Oba, there are a flock of wild ducks there!"

Xiumei suddenly pointed to a lush grass in the distance. She saw hundreds of gray wild ducks playing among the grass.