Chapter 682:

Li Huai stood up, just like the cheeky named by Li Huai's friend, he immediately woke up and jumped on his shoulder. "What's wrong, man?" Li Huai asked him, patted his head. Then the young man left the cave and looked around. At first, nothing seems to have changed much. There is no doubt that the temperature dropped by a few degrees. However, there is no special draft and no bursting bubble wall to explain it.
He looked at the plants and realized that some of them had begun to change color. The gray is spreading subtly. The fruit ball used to be his main food, and now it has shown signs of wrinkles, or it has dried out, or has started.
Li Badi glanced sharply, looking at his notebook calendar. He counted the past days. When his rocket crashed, the moon was full. This means that that day is exactly the noon of the lunar calendar. But the lunar calendar is approximately one earth month, or twenty-eight days to be precise. When the sun is at its altitude, the temperature of the earth's crust should be measured as high as 240 degrees Fahrenheit. It may drop to 160 degrees by sunset, but after sunset it will fall at an extremely fast rate, and soon it starts to fall to 100 degrees below zero, and then it drops 100 degrees again.
Li Huai may have spent ten to twelve days in his cave under the moon. The sun went down, and the gloomy night was there. Although the cave is insulated by the best insulating material in the universe-a honeycomb between the surface and itself for several miles-in many cases it is a honeycomb composed of sealed bubbles, some close to a vacuum, but it is destined to gradually disappear. The heat accumulated during a long day on the lunar calendar. This may take a while to get noticed, especially considering the obvious warm volcanism in the invisible area near the center of the moon below, but it does.
Therefore, Li Huai now knows that the lunar calendar does have a corresponding date here, there will be monthly seasons in his cave, and he is facing a winter that may last for ten days.
He looked around, pondering this. Can he survive? He may only have a short time to solve this problem. Obviously, he must work quickly and do well.
He said: "Come on, cheeky, no time to be silly. I didn't swim in the river every day this morning. The harvest time is up."
He glanced at the rabbit, but the rabbit didn't seem to mind the drop in temperature. He walked into the moon trees and began to collect their fruit-the big ball as quickly as possible. They are still full enough to hold food pulp. He realized that if he waited, they might wither on the tree, and as the weather became colder and colder, they would up water from the tree and sow withered. That day, he spent the harvest time and piled a lot of fruit in the foam on the wall of a small cave near the bedroom. After he had gathered his sight for at least two weeks, he collected fallen tree trunks and dried old stems and stacked them at the narrow entrance of this storage room. He lighted a fire there, put it out, then spread out and burned slowly. He will have to continue to extinguish this flame, and another similar flame will be in front of his sleeping cave.
He also moved the rabbits to his bubble house and rebuilt their pens.
As he expected, the temperature of the hidden world continued to drop. A few days later, the weather was very cold, and he guessed that the moon tree had already manifested. Their fruits quickly withered, and finally turned into small hard seeds. The stem of the tree has dried up, hardened, and fell. Li Huai collected them as fuel for the fire and found that they were excellent, and the fresh falling flames could be woven into baskets.
The river continued to flow, but the water became slower and the water began to get cold. On the other hand, moon worms and other small animals seem to be in their prime. There were more of them than he had seen before, and he was busy collecting fallen seeds and taking them away, apparently preferring them to fruits.
Li Huai used the other part of the filler to make a jacket and sewed it with a rope and made of shell fibers. His cave door was on fire, and he found that he still didn't need a blanket.
In the balance of the lunar night, Li Huai was forced to stay near the cave, take care of his fire and save all his energy. Outside, the temperature never really reached freezing point, or at least not Li Huai could estimate. But at the worst, it must be cold there, and the river is also cold.
The scenery of the cave eliminated the usual sultry feeling, and he could see more. Now, he can dig out walls from all sides, and find that the furthest distance along the direction of the river may be only a few miles. The vegetation was mainly flattened and was drying. Everywhere he could see small spherical insects hovering and wriggling nearby.
He saw many varieties that he had never noticed before. One day, he took an adventure with a bow and arrow, disturbing something in a pile of broken stems. The thing rushed directly at him. It was big, as big as a dog, and it ran straight for him in silence, opening its mouth wide.
He shot it and fell when he saw it was about to pounce on him. When he dug up the arrow, he found that it was not a worm-like insect, nor a segmented creature. It is an easily recognizable animal. It is a creature with two short, stubby feet and two small extensions. They are like a hand on both sides of an oval body. A certain head pressed against it, and a weird eye was centered in the middle of its wide mouth. The two small breathing holes on the side prove that it has lungs. A long curved rod grows from the top of its skull and holds a large yellow ball of light above it.
Li Huai called it another feature of the Lunar Hound. There is no clear color. Its skin is faint and transparent, and he can see the shadows inside.
All these reminded Li Huai that there must be a huge cave world, with no light at all, but flora and fauna.
No need for pigmentation when there is no light. Therefore, this creature does not.
Li Huai also speculated that it might be a cold that drove the beast to the bright cave to find food, because he had never seen any big evidence during the warm period.
Li Huai took the body back to his cave, peeled it, and cooked. He didn't plan to do this at first, because its hairless, colorless nature was offensive. But one thing Li Huai learned a long time ago is not to let his emotions dominate his needs. Whether he likes it or not, he will do everything possible to use everything here. He has a mission, and that is to survive.
In fact, the meat is well cooked, turns brown in the fire, and tastes great. In addition, it has a bone structure, which the moon worm does not, and Li Bai knows that these bones can be used for many purposes, so he preserved these bones. He remembered the bone needles, bone knives and bone utensils displayed in the museum, including arrows and buttons used by Indians.
After that, Li Huai deliberately looked for these moon hounds before the end of winter and caught several others.
When Li Huai remembered it, it started about a day after sunrise, and the warmth returned. It rises very fast, faster than it falls, and at the same time, new laurel trees are springing up like bamboo shoots after rain, new moon mushrooms are growing, and the river is warming.
As time passed, month after month, I found myself engaged in a comfortable, even primitive routine. He marked exactly what day and what to do. He can tell in advance what he wants to eat and what he wants to gain. He had enough rabbits to be slaughtered, and he began to obtain a bunch of rabbit fur. He found that it was no longer possible to put all the rabbits in a pen, and eventually liberated most of them, allowing them to transfer by themselves. This is good, and he never sees anything that looks like at least one or two rabbits. During the winter two weeks of each month, they are just as restless as they do on Earth. It is a strange sight to see rabbits running in the wild, because their powerful leg muscles are many times stronger than those required by weak gravity.
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