Survival male god

Chapter 68 The Boiling River

Chen Jing's words aroused the audience's thinking and debate.

Some people think he is making it up, and some people think that the underwater channel is really connected to the sea.

Seeing that everyone was entangled in why seawater and freshwater do not mix with each other, Chen Jing had no choice but to explain:
"This is a normal phenomenon, the water body has different densities, temperatures, different impurities, it will be like this."

"Even there is a clear dividing line between the Pacific Ocean and the Indian Ocean, especially between fresh water and sea water. If you have the opportunity, you can go to the estuary of the delta river in China. The fresh water and salt water are equally distinct."

"As for what you said, the water pool has a small capacity and should be gradually assimilated by a large amount of seawater. I think this has something to do with its special structure."

"The upper part of the water pool has a large opening, the entrance of the tunnel is small, and there is not much difference in the terrain. The pressure of the seawater flowing backward is not enough to allow the salt to infiltrate in reverse. Periodic rainfall and water seepage from the rock mass will make the surface of the pool continuously produce fresh water."

"We know that objects with a lower density will always float on the upper layer. It's the same principle as soaking salted duck eggs. There is no need to entangle too much. Let's stop here!"

"I really want to know what's at the end of the tunnel. I suggest you go to the island and have a look, haha..."

Chen Jing's bad move immediately silenced everyone.

Who was the last person who didn't believe in evil?Forgot, anyway, there is no such person, and it has not bubbled up for a long time.

While chatting and joking, Chen Jing found a piece of sandstone and placed it on the shore.

He was going to sharpen the dogleg machete. When he was killing fish yesterday, the edge of the knife was curled a lot, so he had to sharpen it again, otherwise, it would be a bit laborious to cut down trees.

Just like that, after ten o'clock in the morning, nearly 2 people watched Chen Jing sharpen his knife in the live broadcast room.

Chen Jing didn't know if this was garbage time, but there was no way to do it. The wilderness live broadcast was like this, full of a lot of boring labor, and it was impossible not to do these things.

Fortunately, his daily live broadcast time is full, from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm, the audience will not say anything, and they seem to be very happy watching.

Even if he is sharpening the knife, many people will give pointers and give "valuable" opinions and suggestions on the material rock used for sharpening the knife and the technique of sharpening the knife.

But Chen Jing just nodded his head pretending to be convinced, and the movements of his hands did not change at all.

"Diagonal grinding, angle raising, light push and heavy pull, isn't that what I do?"

"I know, all the water friends have unique skills!"

choke...

The blade clanked sweetly as it scraped across the sandstone, its bright silver blade glistening in the sun.

Chen Jing returned to the shelter, took out a piece of smoked fish from the earth hole next to it,
With a light swipe, the tough fish skin was instantly cut open, revealing red and white half-cooked fish.

"Let's eat fried fish at noon. I saw a large clump of basil when I pulled arrows in the morning."

Hearing what he said, the barrage in the live broadcast room became abstract again.

【"You're secretly pulling arrows behind my back, aren't you?"

"Oh, man!"

"together next time."

"Let's just say, bro, you don't have any idol baggage at all, do you?"

"Ya-hyun in my mouth."

"What is basil?"

"There are really enough locomotives upstairs, doesn't Basil know? If you have the opportunity to come to Riyue Province, I will treat you to the authentic Taihai Three Cup Chicken. The live broadcaster is lucky!"]

Chen Jing smiled and explained:
"Basil is a kind of vanilla, like coriander, cumin, rosemary, mint and other plants. It tastes spicy and sweet, with a touch of mint."

"It is widely used in various cuisines. It originated in the tropical and subtropical regions of Asia. Now it is everywhere, and it is planted all over the country."

"In fact, it's better suited to warm, humid places, and sandy soils."

Chen Jing cut the smoked fish into slices with a dog-leg machete, and then got up to pick basil not far away.

Moments later, he went back and forth, clutching a handful of greenery.

"Did you see it? This is basil. I'm going to eat some. The rest is dried and crushed. It's the same as wild ginger powder and packed in a bamboo tube."

"These things seem insignificant in survival, but sometimes they can play a huge role."

"In short, they can improve your happiness index. Yes, sensual pleasures often make people feel better and full of energy."

"Confidence, relaxation, and not struggling to live in the wilderness are very important for survivors."

Although fish is good, Chen Jing doesn't want to eat the same way every day, he wants to enrich his recipes as much as possible.

After enjoying a meal of fried fish happily, in the afternoon, according to the original plan, Chen Jing went north to explore the surrounding area.

I also saw some ferocious beasts and poisonous snakes, and many huge strange birds that I couldn't even name.

Those guys don't look too easy to mess with. I have plenty of food now, and I have endless fish, protein and fat. The only thing I lack is all kinds of nuts and wild vegetables.

With this in mind, Chen Jing didn't intend to provoke them, and exploring the surrounding area and collecting resources was the real business.

In this way, three days passed in a blink of an eye.

On the morning of September 9, after packing up his things, Chen Jing left the shelter by the pool, ready to go deeper.

At noon, he stopped, took out a bamboo tube containing water from his backpack, and drank heavily.

The weather was too hot, and the soles of my feet were burning hot, as if they were on fire. In this situation, it was not suitable to move on.

Chen Jing looked around, wiped the hot sweat from his brow, and said:

"I always remember my approximate location."

"The water pool is about 1.5 kilometers away from the cliff that descends to the bottom of the crater. We walked slowly all morning and walked about another 1 kilometer. The surrounding vegetation became less visible to the naked eye."

"The transition from the forest landform to the savannah, just standing on a high point, the front has become even more desolate, I wonder, are we about to reach the center of the crater?"

"No matter what, let's take a rest for an hour, eat something, replenish your energy, and then move on!"

In the process of collecting materials in the past two days, I encountered many dangers, especially a big bird that can grab stones and attack people, which is the most hateful.

It occupied a huge pili fruit tree, Chen Jing taught it some lessons, and then successfully obtained a large amount of fresh nuts.

There are also a lot of other wild vegetables and wild fruits, so that Chen Jing's current lunch is a bit astonishingly rich.

It also confirms what he has been feeding the audience.

As long as you are strong enough, even in the harsh wilderness, you can get along like a fish in water.

In a blink of an eye, the sun was setting, and wisps of mist rose from the patchwork horizon.

Chen Jing walked across the rocky beach area where corpses were everywhere, and stood on a huge raised peak, looking far into the distance.

He found a long boiling river that stretched across the land, and many creatures ran frantically towards the other side of the river, and there seemed to be black shadows chasing behind them.

"Let's go and have a look!"

(End of this chapter)