The third day of survival on the desert island was spent in a heavy rainstorm all day long.
Since she didn't go out all day, Meng Qingtao only did some crafts in the shelter.
She sharpened one end of a thin wooden stick on a stone, drilled two holes in the top of each empty coconut shell, then twisted the excess palm leaves into a straw rope and passed it through the coconut shell so that it could be hung on the shelter. The roof is down.
The rainwater collected in this way will not spill out.
She cooked a bowl and tasted it. The rainwater mixed with a bit of muddy smell seemed to have no impurities. After boiling, it could only be said that it was not difficult to eat.
However, even after it is empty, it can be hung back up to continue collecting, which realizes the sustainable use of the tool.
She didn't expend much energy during her idle time, so she spent the whole day picking out the moon clams and cat's-eye snails she picked up yesterday, looking listless, cooking them and eating them.
The consumption on the third day is seven moons and two cat's-eye snails.
Drinking rainwater is quickly collected back, so it is not counted as consumption.
On the fourth day, it was still raining and I couldn’t go out.
Meng Qingtao had nothing to do, so he simply took a stone and wrote a diary on the ground.
At night, I found that most of the snails I kept were almost dead, so I cooked them all and ate them.
Today’s consumption: All seafood.
On the fifth day, the rain seemed to have subsided, and only rainwater and coconuts were left in the shelter.
Meng Qingtao tried to go out, but was driven back by the sudden heavy rain on the way. She was soaked all over and in a miserable state.
She thought she was unlucky, so she sat obediently in front of the fire and dried the front, back, left, and right sides.
In the evening, I began to have symptoms of sneezing and runny nose. I was in low spirits and went to bed early without eating dinner.
Meng Qingtao prayed that everything would be fine after she slept, and tried to wrap the straw mat around her body and get closer to the fire.
One of the rules of survival in the wilderness is to try not to get sick. If you get sick in the wilderness without medicine, you have to deal with it on your own.
The barrage was flooded with worries, and there were many people who were gloating about the misfortune.
Ji Qianyi was so worried that she couldn't do anything for Meng Qingtao through the network cable. She could only reward him with a "chestnut sweet potato" to show her appreciation.
"Thank you for the chestnut sweet potato from the puppy cinnamon roll baby, ahem...I'm sorry, I will make up for it when I feel better."
[It’s okay, it’s okay~ Xiao Meng needs to take a good rest to conserve his energy (worried face)! 】
[Xiao Meng has a good rest. If he gets sick, we Mi Tao will be very worried! @小梦不吃peaches]
[@小梦 If you don’t want to eat peaches, go to bed! ! 】
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Peach has become an exclusive title for fans of anchor Xiao Meng who doesn’t eat peach.
Although she couldn't see the news about Aite Meng Qingtao in their barrage, Meng Qingtao closed her eyes as if she had a telepathic connection.
She fell asleep quickly. The dizziness and brain swelling in the early stage of a cold can make people sleepy, but this made her sleep very soundly.
A chestnut sweet potato is worth 5,000 sweet potato coins, which is equivalent to about 500 yuan. It is nothing to Ji Qianyi, but it is the largest reward Meng Qingtao has received since her live broadcast.
There are only about 5,000 sweet potato coins in her account now. The conversion rate between audience rewards and actual income received by the anchor is not 100%, only 80%.
However, Wilderness Survival is the channel with the highest conversion rate. Other channels such as dancing and singing only have an average conversion rate of about 50%.
This is also because wilderness survival anchors play with their lives. There are many warriors who lost their lives in the history of live broadcasts.
It's the sixth day when I open my eyes.
Because he went to bed early last night, Meng Qingtao woke up before seven o'clock this morning.
One of her big surprises when she opened her eyes was that the rain had stopped.
The water retaining channel under the eaves was still dripping water. It seemed that the rain had just stopped in the middle of the night.
All her strength has returned, and it seems she recovered well last night.
Meng Qingtao got out of the shelter and looked around. The color of the beach was two degrees darker than usual, leaving a puddle as soon as he stepped on it. The continuous rainstorms in the past few days were really heavy, even with thick turf and palm leaves The wooden boards covering the shelter were exuding dampness.
The first thing she did when she came out of quarantine was to go out to look for wood. She didn't restock for several days, and the branches she had collected were almost burned out.
But obviously, all the branches and leaves in this area were completely soaked, and it was impossible to burn them, and it would also make the whole room smoky.
She had no choice but to ask the system: "3003, do you have statistics on the extent of rain on the island?"
3003 quickly showed the rainfall map, which was still a 3D terrain. The map shows the weather changes on the island in the past few days.
She circled a few areas without rainfall, targeted the southeast direction closest to her, calculated the approximate time it would take to hike there, and brought a coconut with her as food rations on the road. She expected to be back before two o'clock in the afternoon if everything went well.
Add enough branches to the fire, and the ones at the bottom have been burned into black charcoal, which is more resistant to burning, at least it can keep it going until she comes back.
Such a long journey is like an unknown adventure, and we don't know what we will encounter on the road.
Meng Qingtao was in high spirits all the way, and her mood became brighter because of the sunny weather. She even tried to talk to 3003: "3003! You have such magical powers, can you... uh, can you let me see my cat?"
"..." 3003 was silent for a few moments. Just when Meng Qingtao thought it would ignore her, an image from a surveillance perspective was displayed in the void in front of Meng Qingtao's eyes. Naturally, the audience in the live broadcast room also saw it.
【Wow wow wow wow! ! Little cutie, soft-hearted (crying)! 】
[What a big chicken leg! 】
[This is Xiao Meng’s cat. Wow@Xiao Meng doesn’t eat peaches. It’s so comfortable to bask in the sun! 】
The big orange in the picture is enjoying its sunbathing, raising one leg and licking its fur, so comfortable that all four paws are stretched out.
【Mangosteen is blooming! ! 】
"This fat cat..." Meng Qingtao laughed. She saw that the cat bowl that had been empty before she was teleported was filled with new food. The water was also clean. It should have been added to the big orange by a neighbor who passed by the yard and saw that the owner was not there. .
They also have cats at home. Although they don't communicate much, they always feed each other's kittens when the other is away.
I'm afraid this time, Orange will eat up their family and go bankrupt before he can go back.
Now that Maomao had no worries about food and clothing, Meng Qingtao felt more relieved. She walked southeast for about an hour, and gradually she could see that the sand here had become dry.
This is an area without rainfall, and there are many dead branches scattered on the ground.
If it was sunny in the next few days, it would take at least two days for the area around the shelter to dry out, and she would have to collect enough firewood for at least two days to go back.
But she planned to pick up three days' worth, and the main thing was insurance.
In this way, even if there is no more firewood after three days, the time has come to the last day, and we can barely survive without fire.
