Chapter 57: Simple nest

Locke held the sharp stone that had just killed the strange creature and walked towards the surrounding stones. The body has not recovered, it can only be regarded as walking and falling. Locke must have a weapon in his hand. The strange creature has an abnormal pliers. The deep impression he left is still on his arm.

Looking around, the tiny sharp stone that just killed the creature was considered a weapon. In fact, Locke also has a weapon, which is the dagger hidden in his boots, but Locke won’t use it. The carapace of the strange creature is so hard that he can’t break it with a dagger.

The rocks around him didn't disappoint him. As soon as Locke turned over, he saw two strange creatures stacking up and spitting gray bubbles. The off-white creature was chilling under the stone, and was suddenly startled by the incoming sunlight and the appearance of Locke, and his eight legs hurriedly kicked, and only the unfit pliers were raised, pointing to Locke.

The already experienced Locke avoided the raised pliers and smashed it down with the stone in his hand. "Boom! Boom! Boom!" A few times, two off-white creatures clung to each other into two Meatloaf.

Locke sat down panting, reaching for the corpses of the two strange creatures, and regardless of nausea, he ate with his fingers. The half-gray crustacean that I just ate was not enough to stop him. The two came just right.

It feels bad to eat raw food, but Locke still eats it with relish. This strange creature is not like other insects. It has a sour or unpleasant odor. In addition to a bit astringent, other Locke can accept it. This is much tastier than the dark bread in the camp. Locke thought he was hungry and felt that everything was delicious, or this thing really tasted good, and the idea came up in his heart.

After eating two or three bites, Locke collected shells, pliers, and eight legs that these two strange creatures couldn't eat. One was that it was so hard that it should be useful. The other was that Locke had more than one experience in the four years of war. It was extremely unwise to expose the **** smell and food debris to the wild camping. Locke did not know what was happening around him, nor did he dare to sloppy. It's also because Locke eats clean enough, not much to clean up, just put away what can't be eaten.

Since practicing qi, Locke’s feelings for his body have strengthened a lot. For example, at this time, he can clearly feel that the food he has just eaten has reached the stomach, and the weak qi in the body is slowly gathered in the stomach. Department helps digestion. Because these grudges are too weak, Locke can only feel and can't control it. Fortunately, these grudges will run independently, and Locke doesn't need to worry.

Regaining some strength, Locke glanced at Angelina, who was still in a coma, and then looked at herself without any long objects. She sighed as if she was covered in tatters. "Hurry to find a place to live." The jungle is dangerous. Locke can’t guarantee that no creatures will come at night in this place. Although his strength is restored, Locke is wounded. It is estimated that a coyote can clean him up.

Locke looked around and saw that the lake was close to the side of the cliff, and there was an inner wall that was slightly recessed. Although the space was not large, it should be no problem to lie down with the two of them. Locke went over and glanced over to make sure that there were no abnormalities. Then he went to the forest next door to find some dead branches and dead leaves. Although most of the trees here are evergreen, some of them are still in a dry yellow state in late autumn. Locke is easy He took a huge bundle back.

Take off your half-hull armor. The half-hull armor is broken and useless. Locke is going to take it down. The rubber bands that fix the half-hull armor, the remnant iron pieces of the half-hull armor, and the cloth strip. Half-dead hanging is more useful there.

Stack the dead branches together to form a simple fire prototype. Locke was not blinded by the evergreen plants around him. He did not forget that it was late autumn and there was no fire in the night. No matter how strong his physique was, he was inevitably sick. In this old forest in the deep mountains, sickness represented death. Moreover, Locke was wounded at this time.

In addition to the dead branches for the fire, Locke went to tear a lot of turf nearby, and there was not enough cloth as a mat, so he could only use grass to replenish it. Unfortunately, most of the grass in the woods was relatively short. Locke had torn it for a long time before tearing it out enough for the night. The two were under him. As for the cover for sleeping, Locke looked at his rags and pants.

In the evening, the sun sets. It may be woods and cliffs on all sides, and the sun's rays disappear quickly. The temperature shows that this is what the late autumn season looks like, and it will soon be unacceptably cold. Fortunately, Locke had already prepared, took a wooden stick and pestle on the dead branch that he found before, took out the two belts removed from the half-body armor, and wrapped it around the ends of the stick, Locke grasped one end with both hands, and quickly pulled The wooden stick rotates at high speed, and the upper dead branches selected by Locke are pine trees, which are rich in oil, and the dead branches quickly caught fire.

Such primitive methods of making fire are rarely used, but fortunately, Rock's craftsmanship is not lost. The flames on the dead branches gradually rose, and Locke hurriedly added a few sticks he had picked up. It was not enough for this dead branch to burn.

Before the sky was completely dark, Locke went to the sand beach next to the lake and turned a few stones. "Boom! Boom! Boom!" Locke, who already had a lot of experience, harvested four more gray creatures, one hand The two ran back and forth, this is the only food he can think of to add water and calories. Without the pot, Locke was too lazy to set up a grill, wrapped the four strange creatures in his hands with mud, and threw them directly into the fire.

After busy working all this, Locke went to see Angelina again. She was held by Locke to this simple cave. This can’t even be called a cave, because it’s just a small area recessed into the cliff, and it’s all you can do to help them block the cool night wind. But Locke was already content to find such a place.

Angelina was still awake. If Angelina had eaten something unconsciously at noon, Locke wondered if she could wake up. Thinking of the scene where Angelina sucked his finger at noon, Locke blushed and hurriedly dispelled the illusion.

Others are princesses, others are princesses, Locke meditates.

Locke took off his upper body clothes and checked his injuries. Both his chest and back were scratched. It should have been scratched when he fell on the cliff. Several openings were also made on his arm. Most of them were scratches like elsewhere. There was only one deep wound, which was wounded by the gray creature's pliers in the morning, half an inch. This little thing is not weak, Locke scolded, but the taste is not bad.

Because most of the wounds had scabs, Locke was not suffering much when he took off his clothes. Many blood scabs on the wounds were connected to the clothes, and the clothes were taken off and even a lot of wounds jumped out of the blood. Frowning, Locke took his clothes as a rag and wiped the blood on his body. Take another leg of the strange creature that was collected, drill a hole with the tip of the short dagger hidden under the boot, and insert a linen thread removed by Locke in the drilled hole, a simple needle will do Finished.

The wound wound by the gray-white creature was too deep, and Locke had to sew it, or if the place was infected with tetanus, it would not be far from death. On the battlefield, the soldiers were injured, and most of them sewn their needles on their own.

Although he had sewed numerous wounds to himself, Locke still grinned with painful teeth. Finally, he made a beautiful knot to his wound, and Locke stretched out his arm, very strong. Put away the simple needle thread, the smell of barbecue has been heard from the fire. Finding a tree stick and stabbing the "Calling Flower Chicken" inside, Locke blows a few breaths and smashes his fist gently. The carapace of the strange creature is very brittle with fire, and the crackle cracks to reveal White meat inside.

Locke took a savage first and then began to eat with the carapace. Like roast chicken, maybe the method is completely based on the name of the chicken, and Locke tasted the roast chicken. Even eating three, Locke finally felt a bit full. Slap big meat, just three full? Locke felt that his meal had dropped a lot.

The remaining one, Locke walked to Angelina. The ‘roasted chicken’ in his hand still smelled, but Angelina did not intend to wake up. Angelina, who has a serious mental overdraft, needs a long rest before she can wake up.

Locke was in trouble. He didn't open his mouth. How can he feed? He can't eat it raw again. It's okay to eat it raw once. When Locke scratched his head and tried to feed Angelina, "Goo~" Angelina's belly rang lightly. After running away day and night, Angelina who was not eating anything was actually very hungry. The consciousness did not wake up, but the body reflected it honestly. Looking at Angelina's beautiful face and touching lips, Locke suddenly thought of a trick.

After feeding Angelina, Locke hurriedly left and went around to inspect. If Angelina woke up at this time, she would be embarrassed. Princess Angelina, who still has a certain population of water in her mouth, may not even think of how this guy just fed her.

Although during the day, he inspected that there were no other creatures around, but Locke looked around uncomfortably. The water source is generally an important resource for the survival of living things in the forest. This lake is a rare saltwater lake. It is normal for no animals to come here to drink water. Both Locke and Angelina's water supplement is based on the body fluids of the strange creature. The stones on the surrounding sand are limited. It is estimated that that strange creature does not inhabit much. Locke must plan early to find fresh water that can be drunk.

Unfortunately, in a circle, besides the woods or the woods, coupled with the low visibility at night, Locke found nothing. Back in the simple cave, Locke pulled a piece of turf and knitted it. When she was younger, her sister knitted straw and played with him. Locke would be a little bit too. He was about to weave a turf quilt. It was too cold under the cliff, and the heat provided by the light and fire pile was not enough.

Perhaps it was too tired. When weaving halfway, Locke fell asleep, and before he fell asleep, he did not forget to hold Angelina as a heat source. Locke has completely let go, the princess will be the princess. Can the two of them go out and say something else, no matter--

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