Afternoon.

The sun is obscured by clouds.

Chen Lang left the shelter and headed to the West Bank.

There is a lot of human garbage on the West Coast.

There are also many seabirds.

Chen Lang looked up at the seabirds on the cliff with hungry eyes.

Want to eat.

But I can’t eat it.

Chen Lang shook his head and stopped looking at the noisy seabirds.

He began to concentrate on looking for usable garbage.

Among them, mineral water bottles are the most garbage.

But few plastic bottles that have drifted in the ocean and been exposed to the sun for a long time on the shore are intact.

After picking and picking for a long time, Chen Lang only found four or five intact empty bottles.

Although there are not many good bottles, Chen Lang found a good one.

A complete iron bucket filled with orange juice.

There are words on the iron bucket that Chen Lang cannot understand, but there are fresh orange patterns printed on them.

The iron barrel is very complete.

"nice!"

Chen Lang cheered and put the tin can into his backpack.

With this iron bucket, you can hold more fresh water.

It’s not a trip in vain.

While searching, Chen Lang hummed an adapted children's song from Siberia: "Looking and looking for garbage, I found a pile of small garbage, a bucket, a bottle, we are all small garbage, goodbye!"

At the end of the song, Chen Lang kicked a rotten water bottle away.

......

On the yacht, the staff burst into laughter.

"This guy really has a show effect."

Director Lu laughed so hard that he held his stomach.

Lao Wu was not much better. He pointed at the screen: "If nothing else, this guy's mentality is as good as one's."

The staff nodded: "The other three contestants are more or less depressed, but Chen Lang has always been in a good mood."

"By the way, let's talk about it."

A staff member said: "Contestant No. 2 accidentally ran away with a big fish this morning. He was so angry that he cursed and smashed it. He is still sulking now."

"Look, this comparison will come out."

......

After searching for more than an hour, Chen Lang picked up many treasures.

A dozen intact empty bottles, an iron bucket, a pile of rotten fishing nets, a piece of rag tangled with rotten fishing nets, and several different types of fish floats.

Chen Lang washed the rag several times with sea water and tied it around his head as a scarf.

"It can be regarded as a return with a full load."

Chen Lang happily returned to the shelter and sorted a pile of garbage into place.

Then Chen Lang took the empty bottle into the bamboo forest and found the creek.

After filling all the empty bottles, Chen Lang returned to the shelter.

He took out the machete again and chopped a lot of bamboo.

Speaking of bamboo, this is a good thing.

Bamboo shoots can be eaten, and mature bamboo can be used.

Don’t say anything else.

Among the knowledge provided by the [Craftsman] label, bamboo can be used to make many tools.

Among them, bamboo baskets and dustpans are what Chen Lang needs most at the moment.

But before that, Chen Lang wanted to make something more important out of bamboo.

After dragging a few mature bamboos back to the shelter, Chen Lang became busy all the time.

Cut off all the branches of the bamboo, leaving only the trunk.

Then divide the trunk into several sections according to the standard of more than three meters.

Split from the center.

Chen Lang repeated this process until the front of the shelter was filled with split bamboos.

Then, Chen Lang took out the vine man found in the forest.

Place the split bamboos in half neatly together with their outsides facing up.

Then use rattan to fix the bamboo.

......

"What are you doing?"

Director Lu said in confusion: "The other players are busy getting food, but this guy has been neglecting his job."

"Are you making a bamboo raft? Going to sea? But why do you need to split bamboo to make a bamboo raft?"

The staff also expressed confusion.

Old Wu shook his head: "In today's popular words, this kid is called Lang, and he is not stable at all."

Lao Wu’s words made all the staff agree.

"Whether we are waiting for rescue or surviving, food always comes first."

Lao Wu said: "But this guy has been wasting his energy and energy on doing things that are not worth the loss when his food is not guaranteed."

"It's really a bit wasteful."

The staff agreed.

"Just wait, this kid will know he's on the wrong track after a couple of hungry meals."

Lao Wu continued: "In contrast, Allen No. 1 has prepared weapons to hunt wild boars. What he did is the most correct thing."

......

Chen Lang didn't know about the discussion on the yacht, otherwise he would have refuted it.

He did this with deep meaning.

It wasn't until the moon climbed into the sky that Chen Lang tied up the bamboo.

Looking at the two-meter-long bamboo raft, Chen Lang nodded with satisfaction.

"Go to the trap and have a look. It's almost time to ebb the tide."

Chen Lang calculated in his mind that the low tide in the morning would be around ten o'clock.

It should be twenty-two o'clock now.

Chen Lang pulled out a burning torch from the fire to serve as lighting.

Trap.

This time the stone dam was intact.

The tide has just gone out, and there are still puddles left in the trap.

By the light of the fire, Chen Lang saw ripples rising in the puddle.

Just like what he saw the next day.

Chen Lang felt happy and his steps speeded up unconsciously.

Sure enough, the trap worked.

There are fish! It’s still a big fish!

After Chen Lang saw clearly what was in the puddle, he couldn't help laughing loudly.

He had his hands on his hips, like a general returning from victory.

"1, 2, 3, 4, four! There is also a big one!"
To be continued...