Chapter 771: Survival on a Deserted Island (Part 2)
Cheng Ling touched her clothes, and most of them were dry—but the temperature dropped as night fell, and her clothes were not enough to keep out the cold.
There were lush trees here, and the ground was full of broken dead branches. It was not difficult to build a simple branch hut.
Cheng Ling took off her pants, which had many pockets. Cheng Ling used a boning knife to cut off a pocket that was not often used, and tore it horizontally with her hands, without tearing it at the end. In this way, she got a long strip of cloth.
She tied her injured foot crosswise with the long strip of cloth, then put her pants and clothes on her body and tried to stand up.
Although her feet still hurt, she could move short distances after treatment.
This island was not small, and there might be ready-made caves to rest in, but Cheng Ling was really exhausted today and did not want to take the risk of exploring.
She only moved around the beach and the periphery of the woods.
Outside the woods, she found a stick of suitable length and thickness, and tried to bend it in her hand. It was very flexible and suitable for use as a crutch to reduce the burden on her feet. .
Cheng Ling used a boning knife to cut the messy bark around, leaned on a cane, and bent down to pick up branches.
Big and thick branches can be used to build a hut, and small and thin dry branches can be used to make a bonfire.
Fortunately, Cheng Ling found a bird's nest in a bush, which contained three fist-sized bird eggs.
She carried them back to the pile of branches in her coat pocket.
After everything was almost ready, Cheng Ling began to build a small wooden house.
The thicker branches were inserted diagonally into the sand, and the surroundings were covered with stones to form a pyramid shape. Then, other dry small branches were overlapped and built together, just like weaving a bamboo basket.
The gaps were filled with leaves to block the wind.
When the pyramid-shaped branch house was built, she laid a thick layer of dry dead leaves on the bottom, took out a camphor ball, ground it into powder with a stone, and sprinkled it on the dead leaves. This can drive away some mosquitoes and effectively prevent any creatures from drilling out from under the sand.
Finally, she placed coins outside the branch house, one on top of the other, in a circle.
If an animal, especially a reptile, approaches at night and presses over the coins, it will make a sound. The leaf-scaled sword-tailed sea snake she encountered while floating on the sea should live on this island, so she dare not let her guard down.
After doing all this, the sunset had already sunk into the sea.
Cheng Ling sped up her movements.
She gathered the remaining branches and divided them into two piles. She used a thick branch to dig a round pit with a diameter of about 30 centimeters on the beach one meter in front of the branch house, and placed three bird eggs at the bottom of the pit.
Use a longer branch to cover the pit horizontally, but not completely cover it, leaving a gap as wide as a palm.
Then, she picked out some small branches and placed them on the horizontal branches.
Cheng Ling grabbed a few handfuls of dry pine leaves, mixed them with a few particularly thin dry branches, placed them at the entrance of the pit, and lit them with a lighter.
The flames jumped on the withered yellow leaves, one lit another, and the small branches mixed in them also burned.
Cheng Ling stuffed the burning leaves and branches into the bottom of the pit.
After a while, the whole pile of small branches was ignited.
The hot flames warmed the body.
Cheng Ling untied the rags on the soles of her feet, put the wounds on her feet close to the flames, and kept adjusting the angle to bake them -
So warm, so comfortable...
She felt her eyelids getting heavier, and she struggled to stay awake - after baking the fire, she had to sprinkle sugar on the wounds.
Cheng Ling also stuffed a handful of sugar into her mouth - then cut a piece of fishing line, tied the sugar mouth, and put it aside.
The bird eggs were almost baked -
Cheng Ling used branches to pull the bird eggs out of the bottom of the pit, put them aside to cool, and threw a few thicker branches into the fire, adjusting the structure of the fire -
She sucked in her mouth and peeled a bird egg.
The tender and smooth egg white, steaming hot, tempted Cheng Ling.
Cheng Ling blew the cool air, put the bird egg to her mouth, and took a big bite.
So hot - so fragrant!
Cooked food is delicious!
After a while, three bird eggs were eaten, and Cheng Ling was already too sleepy to stand it.
She yawned and added a few more dry branches to the fire.
Away from the lights of humans, the stars and crescent moon in the sky seemed particularly bright.
There were rustling sounds in the jungle behind her, the birds chirping in their sleep, the rustling sound of the wind passing through the woods, and the sound of waves washing over rocks and beaches -
Cheng Ling went into her own branch house, wrapped her clothes tightly, curled up her body, and put a few dry food preservation bags on her body. She almost closed her eyes and immediately fell into a dark sleep...