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Chapter 134: Preparing to build a wooden boat, when to leave?
“Praise the God Chief!”
“God!”
When these Tribesmen tasted their first mouthful of rice porridge, their faces were filled with surprise!
So delicious!
So fragrant!
Is this the food bestowed by the God Chief!!
But when it reached their mouths, it turned into:
Ulla Ulla~
Rice!
Fortunately, the Priest was there, leading them to say:
“God Chief!”
Only then did the cheering just now happen.
Lu Xian raised his hand to press down, signaling them not to speak yet.
After the Priest understood, he shouted at the Tribesmen:
“Quiet!”
They then quietly drank the porridge.
livestream room barrage:
[Fun! Haha!]
[Primitive man's diary of growth.]
[Compared to a few days ago, their way of communication has improved quite a bit.]
...
The seafood rice porridge soon scraped the bottom of the pot.
After eating, Lu Xian taught them how to wash the pot and clean the tableware.
After all, they didn't have the concept of washing dishes when eating; they would lick them clean.
Full after the meal.
Lu Xian came to the location of the kiln, the fire was still burning.
The Priest also brought the seafood rice porridge from earlier to the Tribesmen who were working.
The Tribal Clan Members were so moved that they prostrated directly.
“Let it burn for another few hours.”
Lu Xian looked at the situation inside and said to the audience in the livestream room.
“Now that we have a saw, we can try to make wooden boats and rafts.”
“If it's a tribal war between islands, crossing tools are a must.”
And his livestream room also began to discuss how to make tools for crossing the sea.
Wooden boats, rafts, ships.
Even without them, just a dry log that can float is enough.
“Then let's go to the beach and saw some wood.”
Lu Xian looked at the situation here and decided to adapt to local conditions and use materials on the spot.
If he cut wood here or in the area where the Tribe lived to make wooden boats, it would be a bit far from the beach, and transportation would be a problem.
After instructing the Tribesmen to continue firing the kiln.
There were also Tribesmen building wooden houses near the totem pole.
Lu Xian returned to his residence and brought a firewood knife, a chainsaw, and a long saw.
At the same time, six intelligent Tribesmen followed.
“If we are to make wooden boats, the wood and how to patch the hull so it doesn't leak are problems.”
On the way, Lu Xian chatted with the audience in the livestream room.
Barrage:
[Ever heard of mortise and tenon joints?]
[Mortise and tenon joints are not enough, you need nails and glue to fill it.]
[Lu Xian: Nails? Glue? Dear, I'm on a primitive island~]
[I have a plan to cross the sea.]
[Go ahead, my dear subject.]
[Swimming! Teach them how to swim~]
[Lu Xian: 666!]
[Not to mention, some challengers have already started teaching their Tribesmen how to swim, haha!]
...
After watching the barrage for a while.
Someone mentioned using resin as glue to fill it.
Lu Xian thought this was a good idea.
Resin could indeed act as glue, and it was more than enough to patch wooden cracks.
At this moment, he had already brought tools and Tribesmen to the beach.
He picked a few straight big trees.
Pulling the chainsaw.
Buzz, buzz, buzz~
The violent roar of the engine sounded.
The primitive people were so scared that they fled in all directions.
Only the Priest remained in place, but his legs were trembling:
“Thunder!”
“The God's Thunder Punishment!”
But soon the Priest discovered that the Chief's terrifying weapon did not launch punishment at them, but was 'attacking' the big tree with a boom, boom, boom.
For a time, a large amount of wood chips flew out.
Soon, the big tree fell with a snap.
It didn't split open.
The Priest was shocked; he felt that the Chief's weapon was so terrifying!
The giant wood that had stood for many years was actually broken!
If he hadn't received education, the Priest would probably have been prostrate again shouting:
Ulla Ulla~
The God Chief is so powerful!
But Lu Xian didn't care about their performance at this time, but continued to measure the size and cut the wood.
Half an hour later, five or six-meter-long giant logs were piled up on the beach one by one.
“You guys watch carefully, Priest, come here.”
Lu Xian took out the long saw and taught the Priest how to use the two-man long saw.
He used the firewood knife to cut a mark and pointed to it:
“Look at the marks above, aim with the saw, and pull slowly.”
Then Lu Xian and the Priest sawed and cut the wood.
The process was relatively slow, but with Lu Xian's guidance, the wood was cut very smoothly and evenly.
The speed gradually picked up.
Mainly because they were strong and didn't feel any fatigue.
“You guys just cut the wood flat.”
Lu Xian said, and then continued to cut wood with the chainsaw.
If it weren't for the lack of tools, Lu Xian felt that they could definitely split logs with a diameter of tens of centimeters directly.
The Barbarian King Tribe, after all, it's normal to have some brute force.
Time came to the afternoon.
The sun set, hanging over the sea.
The red glow covered half the sky, and the seawater was sparkling with orange waves, drunk and red.
Lu Xian was still taking them to trim.
Cutting wood, sawing wood.
Dong dong dong.
Buzz buzz~
“Alright.”
Lu Xian looked at the neat pile of big wooden strips on the beach and suddenly said.
The Tribesmen stopped one after another and looked at him.
“Let's go back and rest for a while.”
At the same time, his voice sounded in the livestream room:
“They can work harder than an ox.”
Working non-stop from morning to afternoon, and they still had energy.
As expected of primitive people who received the Savage King totem, true brute force.
It seems these Tribesmen are not as fragile as he imagined.
Barrage:
[Indeed, my ex-girlfriend who loves dark skin would definitely like them.]
[Why like them? Waiting in the front row to hear the story.]
[Another day of sunset.]
...
Lu Xian took them back to the place where they lived and put some rice to cook porridge.
He let the Priest and the others watch the fire.
He went to see the kiln's firing situation.
That mud kiln was about to be burned red and white.
“Alright.”
Looking at the pile of charcoal and firewood next to it, it was clear that the Tribesmen who were firing the kiln had spent a lot of effort.
Removing the firewood, Lu Xian didn't rush to open the kiln, but left it to continue baking the pottery inside.
“Let's make food first, and come back to check after it cools down.”
“My hands haven't reached the level of being impervious to fire and water.”
Lu Xian said to the audience in the livestream room.
Barrage:
[A real man would take it from the fire... the bowl!]
[Brother Lu, good things should be enjoyed while hot~]
...
Lu Xian chuckled and indicated that he knew:
“Next time for sure.”
Returning to the territory, the Priests were still cooking porridge, and it began to boil.
And Lu Xian opened a small stove outside his residence to cook bone rice egg drop porridge.
Barrage:
[The Streamer is so bad, actually stealing a bite himself!]
[Reach out, share a bite with me, or I'll report you!]
[Priest: Ulla Ulla! The hateful God Chief!]
...
“It's good enough that they have rice porridge to eat, and they still want to share this with me?”
Lu Xian shook his head and smiled.
These are all D-grade ingredients.
The amount is so small, not even enough for himself.
Soon, the unique fragrance of bone rice rose again, permeating the surroundings.
This time Lu Xian added an extra portion of herbs, and the taste was even more fragrant.
Time passed.
The sunset was gone, and night fell.
Animal howls sounded in the forest.
Only the bonfire of the Tribe could make people feel at ease.
Lu Xian looked at the cooked rice porridge and the charcoal fire above, feeling a little dazed.
Life here is very slow, a bit boring, but it is fulfilling.
And there was also a barrage asking:
[Brother Lu, when are you going to attack other people's Tribes?]
[Streamer, how long are you staying here?]