Ruijian pulled back, and a figure of 131 appeared at the entrance of the cave. He stood up at some point, approaching the edge of the cave, guarding the entrance.

"I thought you wouldn't come back!"

131 inserted the pointed stick to the ground, held it with his hands, and looked at Ding Xiaohei who was placing a piece of bamboo.

Ding Xiaohei put the bamboo back in the hole and then sat down with 131.

"I'm afraid you will die, no one will collect your body!" Ding Xiaohei said half-jokingly, pulling out a dried bamboo, and using a dagger to start.

Seeing Ding Xiaohei busy, 131 also joked: "I'm so desperate. If you die, I'm still alive!"

Ding Xiaohei turned his head and glanced at 131, then turned around again. He said, "The most fateful one is Xiaoqiang. Can you be Xiaoqiang's fate?"

131 laughed and said, "You are really right, I belong to Xiaoqiang."

Ding Xiaohei said: "That's also a lame little hero!"

131 was so choked that he had no choice but to change the subject and ask: "What are you doing without bamboo?"

Ding Xiaohei said: "Create a fire and boil water to clean your wounds. You won't really wait for inflammation and drain pus, right?"

131 said: "I believe in making a fire. How to boil water? With our current conditions, it is difficult to make a fire. As for boiling water, what to use to burn it, we don't even have a steel helmet for this task."

Ding Xiaoheitou said without looking back: "You are just afraid that you are the one who fails the wild survival subject, right?"

131 said: "Barring, I have awesome life subjects in the wild, and I have excellent grades!"

Ding Yi said: "Gu Ji is proud, I didn't see it. At least your words just now make me have little confidence in you."

131 said unconvincedly: "Don't believe it. Survive in my former army and I only rely on a single piece of combat reserve food, and I survived for five days."

Ding Yi's face showed surprise when he heard this, and he said, "You are living in the wild and are also given food for war."

Sometimes I have to listen to Xiao Hei’s words and think something is wrong, and he asks: “Isn’t it right?”

Ding Xiaohei replied: "Nothing is wrong. I can only say that the wild survival subjects of your former troops are only bronze-level. With a piece of combat reserve, you can survive for 5 days. You can say that your grades are impressive. If you can survive this mission until now, you can only say that you are really lucky!"

At this moment, 131's stomach cried out without any conscientiously. Ding Xiaohei turned his head to look at him. He smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm hungry."

Ding Xiaohei said: "Didn't I leave you a lot of wild-haired peaches before? Why, didn't you eat them?"

131 shook his head and said, "That one is too unpalatable, astringent and sour, making it hard to swallow!"

Ding Xiaohei sighed: "That's because you're not hungry enough. When you're really hungry, let alone wild-haired peaches, or even bitter bark, you'll think it's delicious!"

131 A bitter smile, he heard that Ding Xiaohei could endure much harder than him, and the survival he had experienced in the wild was probably different.

"That, 051, the wild survival you have experienced seems to be different. Tell me what your wild survival is like."

Ding Xiaohei said: "What we have experienced is similar to what we are now. We have a dagger and have been wild for seven days. We will solve this problem by ourselves."

"Ah, is that simple and direct?" 131 asked in surprise.

Ding Xiaohei nodded: "Yes, it's that simple and direct!"

131 muttered softly: "If that were the case, let alone 7 days, you can survive in three days!"

Ding Xiaohei still heard 131's muttering words, and he said: "It's not that difficult. Seven days are short. There is too much food to eat in the wild. As long as it is non-toxic and does not harm the body, as long as it can satisfy hunger, it can be used as food."

131 was silent. He looked at Ding Xiaohei who was cutting bamboo, not knowing what to say.

Ding Xiaohei cut out three pieces of bamboo skin nearly two fingers wide, then used force to scrape the inside of the bamboo slices, scraping out the rolled bamboo powder. He stopped until he had a handful of bamboo powder scraped.

131 asked curiously: "What are you doing?"

Ding Xiaohei said: "It's a fire. It's just raining outside. If I want to find something that is easy to ignite, I can only work hard. There is no way, the conditions are limited."

Ding Xiaohei grabbed a handful of bamboo powder, kneaded it more finely and crumbly, then put it into the inner concave surface of a piece of bamboo. Then, he put a relatively flat piece of bamboo on it vertically, pressed it on the bamboo powder, and closed the last piece of bamboo.

Behind it was a process of exploring fire. Ding Xiaohei twitched the bamboo piece sandwiched in the middle like a saw. At the beginning, why wasn't it very smooth? His movements were a little slower. As the friction went smoothly, his movements also became faster.

His movements were getting faster and faster. It seemed very simple, but it was still very tired when he was really doing it. After 5 minutes, his arms felt sore and numb, but he did not stop. He knew very well that if he stopped at this moment, he would have completely failed.

In less than ten minutes, he had already smelled the smell of wood carbonization, so he worked harder, and smoke rose from the bamboo slices.

As the smoke that was growing became more and more choking, the smoke was already thicker, he quickly took off the covered bamboo piece.

As the breeze blows in the hole, sparks flash in the concave surface that has changed color on the bamboo sheet.

Li Xiaohei leaned over and blew gently towards the Mars. He blew very lightly, for fear of blowing these Mars away.

The sparks became brighter and brighter, and more and more. Ding Xiaohei Kongzhi buried the remaining bamboo powders before and covered them.

He continued to blow, but the open fire did not start, but the smoke became thicker, and the entire cave was filled with smoke, which was very choking.

Ding Xiaohei put down the bamboo slices, put away all the remaining bamboo powders before, covered them all, and blew another breath. He stopped when he reached the large fire point inside.

He took out the dagger, held the bamboo slices he had used to make fire in his hand, and started to peel them with the dagger, and cut out bamboo strips as thick as the ballpoint refill.

The number of tiny bamboo strips was almost the same, so it carefully clamped the bamboo strips onto the slowly burning bamboo powder.

After setting up the small bamboo strips, he bent down again and continued to blow the fire.

When I blew it in a row, when I reached the fourth breath, a small pillar of fire suddenly rose up in the bamboo pulp, which soon ignited the small bamboo strips on it.

Ding Xiaohei stood up, waved his hand in front of him a few times, and then folded the remaining large bamboo pieces in the middle, and the half-broken large bamboo pieces were also placed on the fire.

The fire had already started, Ding Xiaohei took out the dagger again, pulled out one of the green bamboos he brought back before, and began to peel them.

131 moved over and said, "The process of raising fire is amazing, but the green bamboo cannot be burned. If you can't practice this, you should just click it!"
Chapter completed!