The Survivor from the Sea Chapter 3

[Player No. 38 chooses to release the extinct creature: the Great Auk, completing the achievement of protecting rare animals, and now can get the reward: the fire of civilization - flint and magnesium bars. ]

"Is this a survival game that teaches us that good people will be rewarded? Why does it feel so ironic?" Riley curled his lips and carefully checked the flint and magnesium stick in his hand. Fortunately, there were instructions on these things. First, scrape out the powder from the magnesium stick, then rub it with the flint to ignite it, and you will also need some combustion-aiding materials.

Looking at the sky, the sunset had already appeared and it would be dark soon. Riley simply prepared to continue salvaging and concentrated on studying how to make torches. The main reason was that he didn't know if making a bonfire on the floating board would get him killed, so it would be safer to make a few torches.

I picked up a piece of wood and divided it into three equal parts. I really used all my strength to turn the board into wooden sticks. I gathered the three sticks together and tied them tightly from top to bottom with several ropes until I reached the middle of the sticks.

He walked around on the float with the bundled torches in his hand, targeting the simple barbecue grill. He rubbed the torches inside, and the fat that dripped from the roasting of the yellow croaker got onto the torches. Unfortunately, the fat content of the yellow croaker itself was very low, and there was not much in the barbecue grill.

Finally, Riley set his sights on the dozen or so fish he had just caught. After searching for a long time, he finally decided on the largest salmon, which looked to weigh more than ten pounds.

She found a relatively sharp piece of iron from the iron products, sat cross-legged on the float and started to play with the salmon. Fortunately, this game was a bit humane, and the fish that was caught no longer struggled, otherwise she really wouldn't be able to catch this fish weighing more than ten kilograms.

The fish head looked scary, so I chopped it off in two quick strokes. After observing the broken end of the head, I felt that the pattern of the meat was quite familiar.

Recalling the process of watching the boss killing fish in the market, he always cut open the belly of the fish first, so she learned to cut open the middle of the belly and take out the internal organs. Unexpectedly, there was something in the salmon's belly. When she took it out, she found it was a whole salmon roe.

Riley held it in her hand and looked at it for a long time. The more she looked at it, the more familiar it looked to her. It looked especially like the fish roe that covered the rice she had eaten in the store before. She hadn't paid for it at the time, but she just remembered that it should have been not very cheap.

It's a pity that the ingredients in front of her are very good, but she has no seasoning, no tools, and even no suitable knife. The more she thinks about it, the sadder she feels.

[Name: Salmon roe, freshness countdown three days, freshness can be extended after processing. ]

"I understand the principle, but my ability is not up to par." Placing the salmon roe on the wooden board next to him that served as a cutting board, Riley continued to dissect the salmon in front of him.

Considering the salmon roe just now, she was now going to cut off the fish skin bit by bit. The main purpose was the fat on the fish belly. Seeing the sunset getting darker and darker, if she didn't light the torch, she would have to spend the night in the dark.

She was not afraid of anything else, but she was afraid of the game's entire dark attack mode. It was not that she thought too much about it, but mainly because most survival games were set up this way. Many animals also have the instinct to avoid light, so having some light can make them safer.

After peeling off the skin of half of the salmon, Riley was a little disappointed. Deep-sea fish are said to be rich in fish oil, but there was only a little bit of fish oil in the belly. Was the advertisement misleading or was her knowledge not up to par?

Scrape a little fat from the salmon's belly and smear it on the torch. Looking at the familiar pattern of the salmon, Riley frowned: "This game is quite a scam. Salmon is also called salmon. See details. It's a general scientific name. At least give it a common name."

Since she didn't have the conditions to eat salmon sashimi, she chose to cut off the skinned half of the salmon and grill it on a simple grill.

After adding fuel to the grill, Riley began to dismantle the rope, just a small section, completely breaking up its fibers, and then scraping the magnesium strips with iron products.

It's not that she didn't want to start a fire directly from the grill. She had already tried it when she went to grill fish just now. The fire in the grill didn't allow the torch to be lit at all. There was no loophole at all. If she hadn't accidentally completed the achievement and obtained the fire of civilization, she would probably have to let the filter or the grill work all night.

After scraping the magnesium strip, the powder was sprinkled on the rope fiber that had just been removed. Riley then used the iron sheet in his hand to scrape the flint. It succeeded in two attempts. He brought the torch close to the burning rope fiber, and the torch soon ignited.

I was afraid that the fire on the float would catch fire, so I had sea water at hand, ready to put out the fire at any time. Unexpectedly, the pile of rope fibers burned out by themselves, leaving no trace on the float.

This setup is good, as it saves her from worrying about the float catching fire every day.

Riley inserted the torch in the middle of the four floating boards. The illuminated area was not large, but Riley did not place things too far away. Everything was concentrated in the middle.

After a while, she smelled the aroma of grilled fish and went over to sprinkle some salt on it.

When I passed by the shoe basin, I found that the potatoes I planted during the day had matured. I dug them out and found that there were actually two potatoes. This was a good deal. I buried one-third of a potato, and in less than half a day, I could harvest two potatoes, which was equivalent to one for six.

The most important thing is that potatoes are carbohydrates, and fish can make you feel full, but she is a living person. If she doesn't consume any carbohydrates without losing fat, she is afraid that she won't be able to bear it.

I washed the potatoes with sea water and threw them on the grill. I don't know if they are clean after being washed with sea water, but at least they are better than eating them with dirt.

I placed four shoe basins side by side, buried the two potato pieces left over from the day in them, and buried two more sweet potatoes in them. I reluctantly poured half a bottle of fresh water into each of the four shoe basins, and used up two bottles of fresh water in one go.

After that, he began to move back and forth between the edge of the float and the filter. After all the glass bottles in front of him were filled with fresh water, Riley took the grilled salmon and potatoes off the grill. Sure enough, the taste of the ingredients was much better after adding salt.

"I want cumin, chili powder, five-spice powder, MSG, pepper powder, and I want to drink vinegar and pepper soup with barbecue." When there was no salt, Riley also ate two yellow croakers that didn't taste very good. Now that she has eaten something with a salty taste, she starts to want more.

"Human greed is like a snake swallowing an elephant. It turns out that desire is the primary productive force. It turns out that it's not that the salmon has no bones, but that the cook has picked out the bones for us." While picking out the bones from the salmon, Riley muttered to himself. He decided that enriching the small dining table should be the top priority!

After eating the fish and potatoes, Riley began to disassemble the remaining half of the salmon. A fish weighed more than ten pounds, and there was actually quite a lot of fish meat left. He looked at the rest and found that the shelf life was only about three days, so he simply wrapped them in leaves and waited to grill them tomorrow.

The biggest problem facing us was the whole salmon roe. Even if we simply wanted to dry it, we had to clean it first because there were too many fascias on it. It took more than half an hour just to wash it into individual particles.

While rummaging through the plastic box under the torch, Riley said that she had misunderstood the shop before. It made sense that the stuff was sold at a higher price. Cleaning it up was a delicate job. She was almost blinded by the endless fascia she was picking up.

After checking the torch's progress and determining that it should last until daybreak, I smeared the remaining salmon fat onto a new rope for use tomorrow night.

Today had been so fulfilling that Riley didn't even have the energy to make new torches. He packed up the things at hand, lay down on the float, listened to the sound of the sea, and soon fell asleep.

When she opened her eyes again, she could hear not only the sound of sea water, but also the sound of flapping wings. She looked closely and saw that the great auk that she had released yesterday was fanning her ears with its short wings. When Riley saw clearly, she quickly sat up and took a few steps back to keep some distance from it. The great auk saw her movements and did not move forward. Instead, it imitated her and took a few steps back, revealing three eggs next to its flippers. Seeing that Riley did not move, it knocked on the float with its beak, signaled her, then turned around and jumped into the sea and flapped away.

"Hey, you didn't take your child with you. My family doesn't have good food. You left this for me. Are you trusting my character too much? Letting you go is an exception! I don't have the psychological burden of killing an egg! You'd better take everything away! I really can't keep it here. Hey, why is it swimming faster the more you talk?" Riley watched the great auk swimming and staggering, then getting farther and farther away.

He picked up the egg and looked at it for a long time. Riley had never seen a bird egg before, so the information he looked up in the game simply marked it as an egg, with no other information.

"I'm not being kind-hearted. I just don't have a pan or oil. Otherwise, I would have had a fried egg for breakfast. Maybe this puffin saw that my house is not complete and put these eggs here." After putting the three eggs into a plastic box, Riley still felt something was wrong. He always felt like he was being controlled by a bird.

The breakfast prepared was the salmon that had been cut last night. It was placed on a simple grill and sprinkled with a little salt. With wooden boards as fuel, Riley began to collect the salt with a filter pot. It was too late last night and the light was not very good, so he filtered the fresh water and then went to rest.

After collecting the salt, I added seawater into the filter and continued filtering. I checked the four shoe basins and found that the potatoes and sweet potatoes in them were ripe. I harvested four potatoes and four sweet potatoes and checked the shelf life.

[Name: Sweet potatoes and potatoes, freshness countdown 180 days, freshness can be extended after processing. ]

As expected, these things have a long shelf life, as long as half a year, while seafood only lasts a few days. They are best preserved when they are put into the stomach.

Adhering to the principle of "if you have food in hand, you won't be worried", Riley planted potatoes and sweet potatoes in the four shoe basins again and watered them with fresh water. Then he started to eat his breakfast and threw two washed sweet potatoes on the barbecue grill for lunch.

After having a full meal, I picked up the sieve and started a new day's work. I don't have to worry about food. I can meet the basic needs of food and clothing by planting potatoes and fishing every day. Since I won't starve to death, the other three items of food, clothing, housing and transportation have to be put on the agenda. I feel that the clothing problem cannot be solved in a short time, and I have to think of a way to solve the housing problem.

The floating board needs to be expanded. In the current situation, if the weather at sea is bad, a random wave will hit and both you and the simple boat under your feet will be destroyed. The biggest difference between survival at sea and survival on land may be the location of building a home. On land, you build a house as a camp, and on the sea, you build a boat!

To sum up, the top priority at this stage is to collect as many supplies as possible.

Her brain was working rapidly and her hands did not dare to stop for a moment. If she had not had to support the edge of the float with one hand, she would have swung the two sieves left and right.

However, a colander did not slow down Riley's speed. Yesterday, he would check what he caught after catching something. Today, he just scooped it up and threw it back without knowing what he had caught. When he ran out of energy, he would grab a handful of food from his side. When one arm got tired, he would switch to the other.