survival in the wilderness

Chapter 13 Goldfinger

Lin Yan didn't fall asleep either, she entered the Science and Technology Museum.

Seeing that the contribution value is 1520, I checked it and it has increased by 162 a day today.

"Fat Bao, I want to open room number 0102."

She once asked Fat Bao what was inside, but Fat Bao told her that she didn't know, and she would only know after the room was opened.

Fat Bao immediately said: "Okay. Please wait."

Ten seconds later.

"Room number 0102 is open."

Lin Yan rushed in immediately.

I was stunned after just one glance, there was still a room full of books, similar to the display number 0101.

Taking out a copy at random, Lin Yan was stunned, there was still a difference.

The paper of the book numbered 0101 has turned yellow. It has obviously experienced the baptism of time and has traces of time. It should be a collection of books.

The book in number 0102 is different, the paper is whitish, smooth and flexible, and the handwriting is neat and clear.The fonts are all simplified Song style, as if they were printed.

One of the books she took was The Origin of Fire, which told the history of the discovery of fire.

Another book was drawn out, the evolution of the technique of drilling wood to make fire.

Another book, Fire Seeds in Nature, introduces the types of fire that can form in a natural state.

……

Preparation of phosphorous fire.

The principle and process of matches.

Seeing this, Lin Yan's eyes lit up.

Then look.

From the beginning to the end, through random inspection, Lin Yan confirmed that there are nearly a thousand books in this room, all of which are related to fire.

All kinds, everything.

Check again carefully, there is no lighter she saw in number 0101.

Lin Yan guessed that this opened room was restricted, which should be related to her environment.

If so, wouldn't it be too easy for her to do what she wanted to do.All knowledge systems already exist, very detailed, and only need to be copied from books to practical application.

So, the Science and Technology Museum is a thick gold finger, providing everything, just waiting for her to realize it, to change this primitive and backward place?

No matter what the purpose of the Science and Technology Museum is, Lin Yan is very satisfied with this external brain.

With all these, what else does she worry about?
There will be a machete, there will be an iron pot, and the house should not be far away.

At the same time, I am even more curious about the countless rooms behind me, not knowing what is in the next one.

Lin Yan found the book he was most interested in and read it until he couldn't resist his body's instincts and fell asleep.

I got up late again, and before I got up, I heard the noise outside.

Listen carefully, there should be a lot of people, what's the situation?
When I walked out of the cave, I saw that there were all legs. The hair on the legs was more or less, long and short, and the color was different.

Lin Yan felt cold, and at this moment, he thought of leg hair.

Before she could think about anything else, she was picked up by someone.The field of vision is raised, and it is full of human heads.

Immediately turned around to see who was holding her.

A big rough black face, grinning eagerly, seeing Lin Yan looking over, Heitu immediately said in a low voice: "I am Heitu, how do I write my name, teach me."

Heitu is a warrior in the tribe, the tallest man, 1.9 meters tall, with a muscular body, and his dark skin glistens in the sun.

He is very powerful, powerful, and explosive.Every time you go out, you can take the people in the tribe to get the most prey.

As soon as Lin Yan thought of this, he heard him say: "This is a pika, live, here you are."

Looking along Heitu's hand, there are two pikas on the ground, one black and one white, with the same head length as a mouse, and they are not big in size, weighing about two catties.Short legs and short tail, furry and plump.His legs were bound by vines, no wonder he didn't run.

This is a cub of a pika, and the birth time should not be long.

Heitu said again: "I picked it, doesn't it look good?" He chose it specially, and children like it very much.

"It's pretty." Lin Yan said smoothly, "It's pure color, without any stray hairs, and looks clever. Is it really for me?"

Heitu immediately said: "Here you are. You teach me how to write my name."

"it is good."

Lin Yan was very straightforward, such good deeds were rare, so of course he had to agree immediately.

She asked Hua Hong, pikas are the most numerous animals nearby, they are herbivorous, extremely fast and responsive, it is not easy to hunt them down, even harder to catch them alive, it all depends on luck.The largest one can grow up to 40 centimeters long, and it is estimated that it should weigh twenty catties.

Pikas are good at digging holes and are cave dwellers.It is also the main source of food for the people of the Sun Tribe.

This pair of pika cubs are not only good-looking, but also one male and one female, just in time for great use.

In order to repay Heitu's generous gift, Lin Yan wrote his name very neatly, stroke by stroke, and taught him the order of writing while writing.

Heitu happily walked away holding the slate with his name on it.

As soon as he left, the crowd rushed over, vying for Lin Yan to let her teach him.

These guys are ready.

Before Lin Yan got up, Hua Hong and Ye Zi had told them that if they wanted to learn how to write names, they had to prepare the slate and wooden sticks first.

When Lin Yan appeared, everything was ready, and she was left to write.

There were so many people and there was no order, Lin Yan shouted: "Aniang, Aniang." She was about to be robbed and torn apart.

Hua Hong squeezed over in the commotion and shouted loudly: "Everyone stop, all stop."

Seeing this, Ye Zi shouted too.

After ten minutes, the crowd quieted down.

The leaves on Lin Yan's body were all scattered, and being hugged by Hua Hong, he scanned the crowd.

She said loudly: "Don't crowd, line up and come one by one. From today, I will write everyone's name. If someone in the family also writes, you don't have to come, as long as one person comes with something. In addition , bring one more slate, I will also write the ten numbers from 0 to 9, and you will also take it back to study together."

Someone shouted: "Do you really know how to teach?"

"Everyone teaches, I'm here. In addition, those who have children at home can come and learn other things with me, as long as they can walk and talk."

Although Lin Yan was small and had a sweet voice, his tone was neither too fast nor too slow, and he had his own aura. The crowd gradually believed them and began to wait in line.

Some people have a big slate, and Lin Yan would ask how many other people are in the family, and if they want to write on it together.

Some can only write a name on both sides of the front and back.

After writing for an hour, the people in line were sent away.

Lin Yan's hungry stomach growled, and he hurriedly took a few sips of the broth that Auntie had made.

Before she could catch her breath, another person came.

It was Alan, she was holding a pika's leg, dripping with blood, and a dozen people came behind her, holding a dozen big stone slabs.

Lin Yan took a cursory glance, and saw that most of Alan's family had arrived.

Ah Lan was old and frail, but her eyes were clear. Her voice was very gentle, and she begged Lin Yan to write the names of her family members on the slate.

Each stone slab is one square meter in size and has a different shape.

Lin Yan felt that it was too wasteful to write only the name, so he simply chatted with Alan and made a family line of Alan's population.

On the top of the first stone slab is Alan's name, and the row below her children is written, from left to right, in order of birth.

(End of this chapter)