wild trail

Chapter 2 Pottery
The next day, Wang Lang spent the whole morning sharpening the 70-plus branches, and then inserted them obliquely in the cleared space in front of the cave entrance. Looking at the dense hedgehog-like spikes, Wang Lang felt safe for the first time. feel.
After completing the basic defense arrangement, Wang Lang collected some twigs, made a one-meter-long ground cage, and wrapped his feces with leaves. Wang Lang took the ground cage to the river and used the feces he brought as bait Put it in the ground cage, and then place the ground cage in the water.
After finishing these, Wang Lang made some simple lasso traps in the nearby woods that he had seen in wilderness survival programs.
Just as Wang Lang was laying out the trap, there was a sudden loud cry from the tall trees. Wang Lang looked up and saw a group of monkeys on the treetops flying between the branches. Wang Lang looked at the monkeys and said in a daze: I can't speak.
"Monkey, this is actually a monkey, isn't this the age of dinosaurs? What about it? What the hell is this place?"

Before Wang Lang could figure out what was going on, there was a rustling sound coming from the woods not far away, accompanied by an ear-piercing roar, the bird hiding in the bushes screamed and flew to a high place.
Wang Lang was so frightened by the roar that he was so frightened that he didn't think about it. He found a tree and quickly climbed four or five meters along the branches. Wang Lang never thought he had the talent to climb trees.

Sitting on a tree branch, Wang Lang looked towards the direction where the sound came from, and saw a group of bull-sized creatures similar to ceratopsians running in his direction, and behind the group of creatures were a few strange birds one person tall. Chasing after him, looking at the huge beak, Wang Lang had no doubt whether he would survive if he was pecked.
It didn't take long for one of the strange birds to catch up with one of the preys. With its powerful legs, it jumped onto the prey's back and tore off a large piece of the prey's back with its huge beak. A piece of meat, the prey made a miserable cry under the pain, and threw off the strange bird on its back. After rolling a few times on the ground, the strange bird flapped its short wings and continued to chase after it.
The injured prey didn't run for long, probably due to excessive blood loss, and fell to the ground at once, announcing its fate when it fell. After a while, the strange birds chasing the prey surrounded them and used their huge The bird's beak tore at the flesh and blood of the prey, and bursts of mournful cries reached Wang Lang's ears, making Wang Lang unable to bear to watch.
The strange bird eats very fast. A creature the size of a cow was eaten and left with a skeleton in a short time. After the strange bird ate the food, two of them may have had a dispute. After fighting for a while, they ran away with the others. to the distance.
Seeing this bloody killing, Wang Lang couldn't help worrying about his own safety. He didn't know if choosing to live here was a stupid decision, but it didn't take long for Wang Lang to give up the idea of ​​leaving here. Walking around inside can only make you die faster. The water source here is at least close to where you live, and the food is sufficient. If you leave here rashly, the danger you will encounter is not something Wang Lang dares to gamble on.
After observing on the tree for a while, seeing that there was no danger around him, Wang Lang looked at the distance from the ground under his feet, and couldn't help cursing, "Damn it!"

As the saying goes, going up the mountain is easy and going down the mountain is difficult, and the same is true for climbing trees. In a hurry, Wang Lang climbed to such a height in one breath, but when he went down the tree, Wang Lang felt frightened. You can't die if you fall, if you sprain your ankle or break a bone, it's like a death sentence for yourself.
While climbing down, Wang Lang carefully observed the surrounding situation. It took Wang Lang nearly 10 minutes to climb down from a height of four or five meters. Walking to the residence, dare not delay for a moment on the road.
Back at the residence, after Wang Lang ate some grilled bugs and regained some physical strength, after the stimulation just now, Wang Lang deeply felt that he was always on the verge of death. In order to increase his self-protection ability, Wang Lang desperately recalled that he had seen the After searching for some weapons, Wang Lang thought that the only things he could make now were bows and arrows and spear throwers.
For the sake of his own life, Wang Lang didn't want to delay for a moment, took a few sips of water in a hurry, took a stone ax and a stone knife to find some vines nearby, and chopped some back.
After Wang Lang peeled off the bark of these plants, he tapped it lightly with a stone to separate the fibers in the bark. I haven't done it, but I read the relevant information, and I need to soak it in water for a while, as if I don't have a bigger container, so Wang Lang had no choice but to bite the bullet and come to the river once.
Wang Lang tied the pile of bark with twigs and put it in the river. Wang Lang didn't know how long it would be soaked, but he planned to fish it out after three days.
There is a distance of 10 to [-] minutes between the residence and the river. After seeing that kind of strange bird, this short distance made Wang Lang feel like walking through the gate of hell. So Wang Lang decided to make some pottery with his confidant, and come and go every day Between Yuhe Road and the residence, there will be accidents sooner or later.
Wang Lang didn't know what kind of soil to use for firing pottery, but Wang Lang couldn't care less about it. He found some sticky mud by the river, filled his empty knapsack, and transported it back to his residence until it was getting dark. Wang Lang had already collected nearly One hundred pounds of soil.
In the light of the fire, Wang Lang spread wide leaves on a slightly flat stone, and kneaded the collected soil into strips of mud until the moon rose above the treetops. Ten centimeters of ugly small jars, the remaining clay Wang Lang made several pottery pots and several pottery bowls.
Wang Lang put the finished blank in the cave to wait for it to dry in the shade. After finishing all this, Wang Lang was exhausted. After filling some firewood into the fire, he lay down on the ground and fell asleep soon.
In the next few days, Wang Lang dug a small pit outside the cave with stones, and built a simple earth kiln on top of the pit. The size of this earth kiln can only fire two small pottery jars at a time. I never met those strange plant-eating animals and some strange birds in the river again, and the ground cages put in the river also caught several fish weighing more than ten kilograms, and an amphibian that Wang Lang didn't know. Seeing these prey made Wang Lang excited for a long time, but the fly in the ointment was that the lasso traps arranged in the deep forest had never been harvested.
The bark soaked in the river has been fished out by Wang Lang to make many ropes of different thicknesses. Wang Lang used these ropes to make a bow. Wang Lang was a little disappointed after trying it. The power of this bow is only within ten meters. It can be lethal to animals such as pheasants, but the spear thrower is easier to use. Wang Lang is more satisfied after the experiment. The spearhead made of stone can be nailed to the tree trunk after being thrown at a distance of 20 meters. Confidence in hunting, Wang Lang also learned two ways to make fire by drilling wood and using flint during this period of time. A lighter will be exhausted sooner or later.
After several days of placement, the rough pottery in the cave had dried in the shade. Wang Lang carefully moved them out of the cave, polished the surface as smooth as possible with stones, put the two pottery jars into the earthen kiln, sealed the top with clay boards, lit the fire and started firing. system.
Since it is the first time to make this kind of thing, Wang Lang does not know the specific temperature and firing time. Wang Lang can only increase the firepower as much as possible, and open the kiln mouth from time to time to observe.
After several hours of firing, two light red pottery jars appeared in front of Wang Lang, none of which was broken. Finally, Wang Lang said to the thief God who scolded countless times, "God bless!"

With successful experience, Wang Lang then put the rest of the pottery into the kiln one by one, and fired all the rough blanks until the evening. During this period, only two pottery bowls were broken.
Looking at these strangely shaped pottery, Wang Lang couldn't help but feel a little proud. With these things, at least he can't let himself become a savage who drinks blood.
With pottery, since Wang Lang came to this world, he drank the first sip of hot water and cooked fish. The long-lost feeling made Wang Lang feel like he was in heaven.
(End of this chapter)