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After throwing the sea crab into the back basket, Ling Mufeng walked towards the dense forest.

On the periphery of the dense forest, Ling Mufeng observed the trees.

He knew some of these trees, but he didn't know all of them, although he used to like to look through some plant illustrated books, but there was not everything on them, and even if there were, Ling Mufeng might not be able to remember them.

He flipped through those things just for interest, so he could only remember the plants he was interested in.

In Ling Mufeng's memory, the best wood for making bows and arrows was purple shirt wood, but this kind of wood didn't seem to grow in the tropics, at least the probability of finding it on this small island was a few tenths of a percent.

Other species such as elm and oak are also suitable, but most of them are found in temperate regions, and the probability of finding them on these tropical islands is almost zero.

After Ling Mufeng searched around the outer part of the jungle, he didn't find any of these trees, and he was a little frustrated, so it seemed that he could only try it with bamboo.

The toughness of the bamboo is still very large, and the power of the bamboo bow used to make it is also good, although it is not as good as the one made by those trees, but it is also the best choice at present.

And on this island, the most important thing is bamboo.

Ling Mufeng began to rush back towards the west coast, although he did not go deep into the jungle, but he circled around the west coast, and he was about to return to the south coast.

And on the way back to Ling Mufeng, a tree attracted his attention.

He frowned, always feeling that the tree was a little familiar.

After walking over and carefully confirming it, Ling Mufeng's eyes suddenly widened, isn't this the cinnamon tree? This cinnamon is naturally familiar to him, after all, there is an important Chinese medicine in traditional Chinese medicine, that is, cinnamon! And the domestic cinnamon is mainly taken from the South China cinnamon, and the medicinal value of the cinnamon on this cinnamon tree may not be so great, but it can be used to make spices.

If you put some cinnamon bark in it when cooking food, it will make the meat more flavorful.

I will definitely be able to use this thing when I boil meat on the island in the future.

Thinking of this, Ling Mufeng stopped inking, and directly took off a large piece of cinnamon with an axe. Of course, he didn't take all the cinnamon off, because that would be too wasteful, and I don't know how many cinnamon trees there are on this island, so I need a little less. It's better to save some money.

After taking off a piece of cinnamon bark, Ling Mufeng put it in front of his nose and smelled it, sure enough, there was an internal smell, this smell was familiar to him, he had learned how to distinguish cinnamon bark from cinnamon when he was in a Chinese medicine class before, but he didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

After putting the cinnamon bark in the back basket, Ling Mufeng walked back in the direction of the beach. At this time, it was already more than five o'clock in the morning, the sun had already risen, and the sun was shining on the sea, and the light reflected on the sea surface was like fish scales, even a little dazzling.

The sea water has also dropped a lot, and after Ling Mufeng arrived at the beach, he decided to make a large wooden barrel and a wooden basin to fish for seawater, and it can also be used to store water resources.

With this thought, Ling Mufeng looked at a relatively large tree behind him.

He didn't know what kind of tree it was, but the size was just right, and the trunk could be used to make three or four barrels.

So he took his critical axe and went to the tree.

"Brother, I'm sorry, borrow your body for a while, I hope you don't blame me, don't worry, I won't kill them all, I will leave you a base."

Ling Mufeng first apologized to the tree, then picked up the crit axe in his hand and slashed at the tree.

System: Critical Axe triggers 3x Critical Hit.

System: Critical Axe triggers 2 Critical Hit effects.

System: Critical Axe triggers 5 Critical Hit effects.

System: Critical Axe triggers 2 Critical Hit effects.

System: Critical Axe triggers 30x Critical Hit.

"Bang!"

As the axe fell, there was a burst of sawdust and a creak was heard, and the tall tree fell.

Ling Mufeng hurriedly went up and skillfully removed the branches and leaves from the tree, and then cut down the trunk again.

After dividing these tree trunks into six parts, Ling Mufeng wiped the sweat beads on his head and divided them. Of course, this is only the first step, and to make the barrel, you need to make the wood into long strips, and this step is very troublesome, you have to use knives, of course, it is better if you can have a saw blade.

But Ling Mufeng thought of Chu Xun's saber, the front was a sharp blade, and the back was a jagged one that could be used to base things, which was a good tool for survival in the wild.

He was going to wait until Chu Wei woke up, and then borrow her saber to seal the wood into planks, and then he could make wooden barrels.

After a busy day, Ling Mufeng picked up some seafood on the beach, looked at the sun in the sky, and estimated that it was six o'clock in the morning, so he hurriedly returned to the boat with a basket of things.

After arriving on the ship, after placing the back basket on the deck, Ling Mufeng returned to the cabin. Because there were two little bears here to protect him, Ling Mufeng was still more assured of Chu Jing's safety.

When he returned to the cabin and opened the door, he saw that Chu Wei was still sleeping soundly there, but she had also been sleeping for eight hours, and after Ling Mufeng came in, she was obviously awakened by Ling Mufeng's voice.

She opened her eyes in a daze, and found that she had occupied the place where Ling Mufeng slept before, which made her a little embarrassed, so she hurriedly sat up, rubbed her eyes, and then looked at Ling Mufeng and asked, "What time is it?" Why did you get up so early.

And Ling Mufeng said a little speechlessly: "It's six o'clock, I've been up for two hours, if you're sleepy, you can sleep again, I'll go cook."

Chu Wei was naturally embarrassed to sleep again, and she slept relatively soundly last night, and she had almost rested, so she stretched her waist and got up from the bed.

After putting on his shoes, he followed Ling Mufeng to the deck.

After arriving on the deck, Chu Jing took a breath and felt that there was some taste in his mouth, so he said to Ling Mufeng: "My mouth has some taste, let's hurry back to the cave, I want to clean my mouth."

Ling Mufeng paused after hearing this, he was about to make a fire to cook.

However, I also think that what Chu Jing said is right, there is still a tank of fresh water resources in the cave, which is indeed better than here.