Go through the wild and seek life

Chapter 1 Grassland Survival
Rudama closed his eyes, opened them, closed them again, opened them again...and repeated this several times, the scene in front of him remained unchanged.She raised her forearm and took a bite.Pain, all this is not a dream.

Rudama decides to face reality.

She really traveled through time, and she even traveled to a seemingly ancient world.

Just two hours ago, she was soaking beautifully in the newly installed jacuzzi, but the unlucky bathtub unexpectedly leaked electricity, and a tingling current hit her whole body, and she felt the warm water in the bathtub slowly forming an eddy current , So in a whirlwind, she opened her eyes again, and she arrived at this boundless prairie.

The green and yellow grass grew extremely vigorously, much taller than when she stood up.The blades of grass are thick and wide, with rough, jagged edges.Accidentally cut her arm.

Facing such a desolate and strange world, Rudama went from being shocked at the beginning, to wanting to scream, to panicking and frightened, and the tears flowed out involuntarily. After the fear gradually dissipated, Rudama kept telling herself to be calm, she must be calm, maybe she could find her way home.

Rudama stood up and wrapped her body tightly with her only possession - a bath towel.

Another of her possessions is the Swarovski crystal necklace she wears around her neck, a white transparent drop-shaped design, which was a 20th birthday gift from her unreliable mother and father when they went to archaeology two months ago.Hey, I don't know when they will find out that they are gone.Maybe one day they will be studying her fossilized bones.

With a bitter face, Rudama tried hard to shake off bad thoughts, and began to search around the ground. Except that everything here was many times larger than her original world, she couldn't find any special place where she could send herself back. , she was a little relieved.Disappointed, she sat down curled up, waiting to die... "Death", no, she didn't want to die, she wanted to live, even in this strange world, she also wanted to live, this is human instinct Bar……

Rudama walked to one side, squatted down, and stretched out his hand to test the forehead of the wild man beside him. His hand was hot, and he was still running a fever.

In fact, this is not a savage brother, but an ancient man, or a very ancient, very uncivilized kind, why do you ask?That guy was naked and running naked, with long hair rolled into felt, and a stubbled beard, so he couldn't tell his true face.

Rudama sits on him when the world wakes up.

At first I thought I knocked him unconscious, but it is impossible to have a fever if he is knocked unconscious. When Rudama found two tooth marks on the savage brother's shoulder blade, it became clear that this guy was bitten by a snake, but he was still alive. Fortunately, the blood from the wound was red, and the snake was not poisonous.

But she had to find a way to bring down his fever.If it is not a problem for her, a third-year medical student, to relieve a patient's fever in modern times, but now, she is very powerless.

Rudama thought, in fact, she can leave him alone, but in this unknown world, she instinctively needs a companion, even if this "companion" is a half-dead "sick child", she does not want to give up, at least She can comfort herself that she is not alone, and there is a "person" beside her.Maybe wake up this "person" and he'll bring her back to his tribe so she doesn't have to wait to die on this desolate prairie.

Rudama tried hard to get the word "death" out of his mind, trying not to let fear and anxiety control his heart.She wants to live, and she must be able to live.The most primitive survival instinct of human beings inspired her.

Looking at the sky, the sun is already westward, and it will soon be dark. According to her limited field knowledge, many large carnivorous beasts hunt at night.Rudama's mind was spinning rapidly. She didn't want to be a delicious meal for wild beasts, and she didn't want to be decomposed in their stomachs, and finally turned into feces to be excreted from the body, and then became fertilizer to moisten the grass.

Fire, she needs fire, animals are afraid of fire.

But where does the fire come from?Rudama looked at himself, who was only wrapped in a bath towel all over his body, and there was no object for fire.Drilling wood?You can't even find a tree here, so where do you get "wood"?
The flying insects that were active in the evening had already flown out from their habitat. Rudama felt pain and itchiness in his neck, so he slapped it down. A mosquito that was as long as his index finger was killed, stuck to his palm, and carried himself of blood.

A mosquito is so big, so...

Rudama couldn't help shivering, the fear of the unknown world was eating away at her heart bit by bit.

The place on the neck bitten by mosquitoes was a little itchy, raised her hand to scratch it, touched the crystal necklace, hope rose in Rudama's heart, maybe she could...

Before the sunlight became too weak, Rudama collected a lot of dry grass, and some small dead tree branches that might have been brought over by the strong wind in the grassland, cleared out an open space, and set up the firelight as wide as possible , making them flammable.Then she took off the crystal pendant around her neck, adjusted the angle, and prayed that the evening sun would be strong enough to ignite the fire.

When she was staring at the crystal pendant until she saw two light spots flickering in front of her eyes, finally, with wisps of light smoke rising, the fire was lit.

She was very fortunate at this time that the parents of the archaeologist taught her a lot of knowledge about survival in the wild. Although it was only a theory, it has benefited her a lot now.

She didn't know, without the sunshine, would the temperature on this prairie have a big difference between day and night like the Mongolian prairie? Fortunately, she now has a fire, and Rudama feels a little relieved. However, she You need to find more fuel, at least you have to last until morning.

Regardless of the paddlers on the edge of the grass leaves, Rudama pulled out all the grass in the surrounding area of ​​two meters, and put them on the side of the fire to dry, so as to add to the fire for a while.

Feeling that it was almost done, Rudama sat down next to the fire, took a handful of grass and continued to pour it into the fire.These grass leaves are not like the thin and soft grass leaves she has seen in modern times, which will turn into ashes in an instant after being burned. They are very resistant to burning, and they feel a bit like tree branches.Moreover, the grass leaves gave off a smell when they were burning. It could not be said to be fragrant, but it did smoke out all the mosquitoes nearby.

Feeling that the fire was burning enough, Rudama went to see Brother Savage who was still sleeping, the fever still persisted, and the lips covered by the unkempt beard were a little chapped and peeling.He curled up all over, trembling a little.He dragged Brother Savage with great effort, and pushed him into the fire. This guy looked skinny, but he was quite heavy, at least two hundred catties less, according to Rudama's estimate.However, the savage brother who is at least [-] tall by visual inspection, no matter how thin he is, he will not be so light.

Brother Savage opened and closed his mouth, sticking out his tongue from time to time to lick his chapped lips.

(End of this chapter)