Chapter 1292: Fan Fuzhi 17 (for Lin Jiagen)

Chapter 1292 Du Fu 17 (For Lin Jiagen)
The water in the bamboo joints is silky and silky, with no peculiar smell, with a natural fragrance of plants and trees.
The only drawback is less, too little!
Fu Miaoxue only took two sips and disappeared.
"It's not enough to drink!" Missy pouted, "I didn't even taste it, it was gone!"
Du Lai sawed the second section of bamboo without looking up: "This is water, not soup, and of course it has no taste."
This was a bit ironic. Fu Miaoxue listened and narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the back of Du Lai's head: "Don't you want that one hundred million yuan?"
"...Want." Du Lai sawed another bamboo joint and handed it to Fu Miaoxue. "I mean, this method of taking water can only be an emergency. If the rescue team never comes, we have to think of other ways."
Fu Miaoxue sipped his head up, wiped his mouth, and asked, "What way?"
"Find a water source, or find a way to make a container and collect rainwater." Du Lai thought for a while. "How to disinfect is a problem. If you can't boil the water, drinking it directly will definitely get sick, and food is also a problem..."
Fu Miaoxue said: "Isn't it possible to drill wood for fire?"
Du Lai: "..."
When the lady saw him, she said nothing, and impatiently said: "Can you just say a sentence, you just see what is the use of me, and I won't drill into the fire!"
Fine……
It turned out that she was not kidding, she was serious.
Du Lai continued to saw the bamboo and slowly said: "The success rate of drilling wood and getting fire is very low, not to mention that we are in a tropical jungle with high humidity..."
Rubbing off a layer of skin may not be able to rub out a Mars.
"Then how do we get the fire?" Fu Miaoxue bit his lip sullenly, sullenly. "My clothes are wet and my shoes are blistered. I want to roast a fire."
Du Lai didn't answer, he just hoped that the rescue would come soon, because he wasn't sure when he would last...
Water, food, temperature, poisonous insects, diseases... In this place, any mistakes can be fatal.
...
Du Lai sawed more than ten knots of bamboo in a row, fed Fu Miaoxue, and took a few sips to barely quench his thirst.
At this time the sky was obviously dark, and they had not found their foothold tonight.
He gritted his teeth, speeded up, and saw another seven or eight knots of bamboo, then tore his clothes into cloth strips, wrapped the cloth around the bamboo, and hung on his body like a gourd string, heavy.
His palm was hot and painful, and it was red and swollen. Fortunately, Fu Miaoxue was quite interesting this time. Seeing him covered with bamboo tubes, he no longer forced him to carry her, and he followed behind with a cage.
But she was really slow.
Just like I hadn't walked the road in my life, I stumbled and fell a few steps. I was either screamed by a bug or scratched by a tree branch.
Du came to see her miserable look and was embarrassed to urge her.
He stood in front of her and waited for her.
Fu Miaoxue fell again, and she got up from the ground, biting her lip and looking at him.
The two were relatively speechless.
For a long time, she said: "Otherwise... you still have to me, I will give you another 10 million."
Du Lai: "..."
He thought about it and said to her sincerely: "Miss, if I add one hundred million, I can't recite it."
Her good-hearted and arrogant consultation was actually ruthlessly rejected, and Missy suddenly got angry, pointing at the bamboo tube on him and complaining: "Why are you carrying so many bamboos! Do you intentionally don't want to carry me!"
Du Lai was not surprised by her response, and calmly replied: "We have nothing now. In case of rain, these bamboo tubes can at least store rainwater. You don't want to find the water so hard every time?"
Fu Miaoxue: "..."
Her eyes were red, her mouth was deflated, and she continued crying...
Desperate.
(End of this chapter)