I rely on the spread of non-legacy to explode the whole universe

Chapter 11
Then, she asked Mu Tao to go to a small forest not far away to pick up dead branches, dry grass and fallen leaves and come back to start a fire.

Mu Tao doesn't know how to drill wood to make fire, so in the end, it was Sang Ning who started the fire himself.

Mu Tao, "!!!"

Mu Tao was dumbfounded, stared at the blazing fire for a while, and then said, "Ningning, how did your fire start?"

Why won't he.

"Friction creates heat."

Sang Ning spoke concisely, took a yam and cut it into two pieces and buried it directly under the fire.

Then cut off two pieces of fat fish oil in the belly of this sea fish with a dagger, and fried them on a metal plate.

The memory metal conducts heat quickly, and the fish oil makes a sizzling sound when it is put on it, and at the same time, the fishy smell of the sea also comes out.

The five senses were activated in the live broadcast room, so the audience in both live broadcast rooms could smell it.

Some people posted barrages saying it stinks, some people think it smells good, and it's a scent that can be smelled.

Mu Tao...
is the latter.

He took a deep breath of the smell of fish oil, and said intoxicated, "Ningning, this smells delicious."

Sang Ning, "...as long as you like it."

"I like it so much."

As he spoke, he swallowed with salivation, "Can I eat it?"

"This is not for eating."

"...It's different from what I thought."

Regardless of whether it is the same or not, it is not for Mu Tao to eat anyway.

When the fish oil was refined, Sang Ning washed a piece of picked green onion, ginger, garlic, wild pepper, etc. with the water in the bamboo tube, sliced ​​it into slices, and cut it into pieces.

When all the ingredients are ready, the fish oil is also refined.

This unknown sea fish is not small, and the fish oil in its stomach is also large. Two pieces of fish oil are refined to produce more than half of the fish oil in the bamboo tube. There is still a lot left on the iron plate for frying the fish, otherwise there will be more.

But Sang Ning is already very satisfied, there is oil and salt, and there are many places to play.

The fish pieces made a sizzling sound when they were put on the iron plate. The audience felt a toothache when they heard the sound, and Mu Tao also felt a little bit, but since he didn't have to eat raw fish, he thought he could bear it.

As a result, he endured until both sides of the fish were fried golden, and when Sang Ning sprinkled salt grains and strange green, white, light yellow shreds, it gave off a strange fragrance.

The audience smelled it too.

"Fuck, this smell is a little bit up, it's so delicious."

"Not only does it smell delicious, but it also looks delicious. The combination of golden fish pieces, light green, white and light yellow also looks super beautiful."

"I don't know if it's delicious or not, I feel like my saliva is about to come down."

"(￣ ii ￣;) Suck."

Mu Tao swallowed, stared at the fish block and said, "Ningning, can you eat now?"

"Okay."

Sang Ning took a piece of fish with the bamboo chopsticks she peeled and put it on the lid of the bamboo tube and handed it to Mu Tao, "Try it."

"it is good."

Mu Tao was greedy, but his upbringing prevented him from using his hands, so he set his sights on Sang Ning's bamboo chopsticks.

"There are spare ones in the diabolo tube in the back basket, take them yourself."

Sang Ning was extremely thankful that when she was weaving yesterday, she peeled off three pairs of bamboo chopsticks, otherwise it would be embarrassing to only have one pair.

She is not in the habit of sharing a pair of chopsticks with others.

At this time, Mu Tao quickly took out the spare bamboo chopsticks, and impatiently picked up the fish piece and put it in his mouth.

It is obviously a very simple method, except for the salt, only some weird things are added. The popular freshness products in the world are not added, but the fish meat is so tender that the taste buds want to explode.

He kept eating mouthful after mouthful, and his audience couldn't help but taste the greediness that he had seduced.

Then, the audience is satisfied.

This fish nugget is really delicious, better than the food sold in many natural restaurants.

The fish was too big, and Sang Ning couldn't finish all of it. Even so, the two of them teamed up to kill half of the fish.

Mu Tao ate more, she ate less, and finally ate the roasted yam as a staple food.

Mu Tao, who was full after eating and drinking, packed his things and left with Sang Ning. On the way, he couldn't help but sigh, "Ning Ning, I'm so happy to meet you. Don't worry, there will be no heavy work in the future. , as long as you tell me to do it."

The audience in Mu Tao's studio, "!!!"

Is this going to rely on player number 238 Sang Ning?
The audience in Sang Ning's studio, "!!!"

The trend of this plot was beyond their expectation, to be honest, they were all stunned.

In the previous Survival of the Stars, if the contestants met each other, they would wish to kill their competitors.

The competition is fierce, and it has been everywhere since it was put on Desolate Star.

This year's contestants seem to have a wrong style of painting.

First, An Yan and the others formed a team together, and now Mu Tao and Sang Ning have also entered the team mode.

How to say this direction, it is not the picture they want to see, but it has a sense of freshness.

So, are they complaining?

Or complain?
However, the complaint didn't work. The rules of the competition system of the program group did not stipulate that players could not form a team.

With Mu Tao as a strong teammate, Sang Ning is free to collect survival supplies.

When they returned to the cave, it was already dark, and Mu Tao was exhausted. Fortunately, their harvest was rich.

"Are you hungry?"

"hungry."

Sang Ning said, "Then wait a minute, I'll make something to eat."

"it is good."

So, the audience saw Sang Ning was busy cooking there, and Mu Tao was not idle. After going around the cave, he ran out and pulled a bunch of large fern leaves with bright colors.

"The drier the big-toothed fern becomes softer, Ningning, you sleep on a cushion, it is more comfortable and can prevent mosquitoes."

It's very sweet.

Sang Ning thanked with a smile, then put the cold wild vegetables aside, and then fried some of the remaining fish pieces, and boiled some of them into soup.

The staple food is roasted yam as usual.

Mu Tao is really a very easy-going person, and it may be that he is really afraid of eating raw food. Not only is he not picky about food, but he is also very supportive so that there will be no waste.

Sang Ning is satisfied with this.

Their situation really cannot be wasted.

When the oil and salt are used up, the bitter days will come again.

And this little oil and salt can't last for a few days, so the top priority is to find a way to get salt and oil.

Olive fruit can be pressed for oil, and seawater can be used for drying salt.

With these two raw materials, it is not impossible to operate.

But there are only two of them, even if Mu Tao's strength is not as strong as that of a human being, there is no way to treat him as two people.

So, they need help.

"In your area, is there any other player?"

"No."

Sang Ning was a little disappointed when he heard the sound, and thought that they could only come by themselves, but he didn't want him to say, "But I know where there are other contestants."

"...you met?"

"Ah, I met you."

(End of this chapter)