Chapter 239 Aircraft Carrier Is Not a Dream
The weather was clear, the sun was shining on the sea, and a man stood on a raft, looking at the endless waves.
There are several long poles on the raft, tied with ropes, and a large sail is set up. The sea breeze is blowing, and the sail provides huge power under the encouragement of the sea breeze, pushing the raft forward continuously, steadily and orderly.
The long pole in the front is slightly different. Fish fillets are hung on the pole, swaying in the wind, like the bacon on the balcony during the Chinese New Year, full of the joy of the harvest.
Today is the eleventh day of drifting at sea and also the first day that Bifang officially leaves the island.
Two days ago, after Bifang built the raft, he did not leave immediately, but lingered near the island, casting out fishing lines, and expanding the food reserves to more than five days before officially setting sail.
With the wood used as a support, he no longer had to pull up the sail himself; it would just work by supporting it, which saved a lot of effort than before.
In addition, Bifang also used plastic bottles, branches, and some tent cloth to build a simple distillation device. The main body is shaped like a bark container, and the lower layer is tightened with a piece of tent cloth to prevent water leakage. The upper layer is also covered with a layer of tent cloth, but a stone is pressed on it to make it funnel-shaped.
The container is filled with sea water, and a plastic bottle is placed in the middle of the sealed container. When the sea water vapor gathers on the upper tent cloth and condenses into water droplets, it will drip into the plastic bottle in the middle under the action of gravity, providing a steady supply of fresh water.
Although most of the water from the last rain was still left, Bifang always liked to prepare for a rainy day. After finally finding an island, he had to prepare all kinds of tools, otherwise he would miss it too.
I looked up at the sparkling sea, which seemed to be sprinkled with gold.
In the past, audiences always joked that Bifang was the king of playing with life, but looking at the vast ocean, how could he stop his journey on that small island?
“It’s time to eat.”
Bifang withdrew his gaze and suddenly felt hungry. He took a string of fish fillets and came to the raft and sat cross-legged. In front of him was a small low table, which was very small, no bigger than a stool, and there was no table top. The top layer was just two parallel branches with a large shell in the middle.
Pouring out two pieces of charcoal, Bifang carefully lit the fire using the previous method, and then placed it under the shell. When the heating was complete, he removed the fish fillet and placed it in the shell. As soon as the fish meat came into contact with the high-temperature shell, a sizzling sound was heard instantly, which inevitably reminded people of the rich oil contained in the fish meat.
When the fish meat turns red and is cooked through, Bifang picks it up with chopsticks, puts it in his mouth and tastes it; it is hot and comfortable.
The audience was drooling and denounced Bifang for spreading poison.
Is this really drifting at sea?
You’ve even got a grill, aren’t you afraid that the raft will catch fire?
[Fang Shen, please be a human being. I haven’t had dinner yet and I feel very hungry.]
[I can’t stand this sizzling sound anymore, so I quickly place an order for takeout and have barbecue tonight! ]
[Starting with a life raft, all equipment is acquired through fighting, it's fucking outrageous! ]
What are you doing?
Drifting on the sea.
Is this fucking drifting on the sea?
No one believes it, not even me.
Is this fucking drifting on the sea?
I was eating raw meat the day before yesterday, I had distilled water yesterday, and today I’m eating barbecue.]
Netizens showed off their talents and started making memes. The scene before their eyes was really too shocking. They found Bifang tinkering with this small table early this morning. The audience at that time never thought that Bifang had such a plan!
He wanted to eat cooked food on the raft!
Delicatessen!
What’s even more terrifying is that, judging from the current situation, Fang Shen actually succeeded!
Is this reasonable? This is unreasonable!
The audience has not forgotten what Lao Fang said before about how difficult Pan Lian's situation was, but looking at his appearance now, it is hard to tell that he has any difficulties at all. Instead, he looks like he is on vacation and has no worries about food and drink.
Far from the truth!
Bifang laughed at the audience's teasing. When he left the island, he dug almost three feet into the ground and brought with him everything that seemed useful, including this big shell. Then this morning when he was having breakfast, he suddenly had an idea and felt that he could make something similar to a stone slab barbecue.
Once the idea came to Bifang, he could no longer hold back, especially after having a cooked meal on the island. He could no longer bear it and started to build it right away. Fortunately, he had brought a lot of wood, which was more than enough for making a fire.
As for burning the raft, there was no need to worry too much. After all, it was soaked in sea water and it would not be easy to set it on fire. In addition, Bifang also made two preparations. First, he spread a layer of wet leaves on the raft, then put dry wooden boards on it, and finally put charcoal. The triple protection allowed him to successfully eat cooked food.
Delicious.
[ After two days, we got a water purification device, various tools, and a raft. Combined with the life raft, it is almost a boat raft. Now we have a barbecue grill. I doubt if Fang could have gotten the aircraft carrier out of the island if he had stayed longer.]
[It’s hard not to agree]
[Fang Shen: You can consider it]
[Fast forward to Fang Shen using his exploration skills to discover iron ore and extract iron from the island]
[Fast forward to Fang Shen using iron ore to make a steam engine]
[Fang Shen: Too slow, too slow, let’s just fly a spaceship and explore the universe]
The audience laughed, but in their hearts they truly admired Bifang.
There was a deserted island with only a few trees. After Bifang arrived, he actually drove a raft out of the island. Including the size of the life raft itself , it was almost five meters long and two meters wide, comparable to a small boat. It is hard to imagine what he would do if he arrived at a place with more abundant resources. It would not be surprising to the audience that he could really make iron.
There are now many "survival experts" similar to Fang Shen on the Internet, but when you compare the two, those that were originally worth watching are no longer worth watching.
They are far behind in terms of appearance, not to mention their professional skills.
Strong, too strong.
After lunch, Bifang continued his fishing career. Fishing can be said to be the main source of food after being in distress at sea. There is no other good way.
However, Bifang has many small fish that can be used as bait, so the possibility of catching fish is much higher. He has been well fed these two days and has eaten all the Sargassum . It would be great if he could find another one to balance his nutrition.
He has accumulated sufficient survival information. If nothing unexpected happens, he will get better and better and will not have to worry about the future at all.
Looking up at the sky, Bifang squinted his eyes. The weather had been too good in the past two days. The light on the sea was very strong, making his eyes a little sore.
"The sun is very strong. There is one thing about survival at sea that I haven't told you before. It is similar to snow blindness. When the light is too strong at sea, we can wear . If eye ulcers are caused by strong light, we need to soak a piece of cloth in sea water, then tie it around the eyes and relax the eyes, but not for too long to avoid causing skin ulcers."
As he was explaining to the audience, a shadow crossed the sky, suddenly entered Bifang's sight, and flew towards the raft at a rapid speed.
What the hell!
Bifang was startled when he saw the black shadow, and quickly raised his right hand to put the fishing hook onto the raft.
The black shadow was getting closer and closer until it came to the upper side of the raft. The black shadow quickly became smaller, but then fell down and became larger, falling towards the raft. Bifang subconsciously ducked his body, and when he heard a slight tremor, he opened his eyes and looked towards the bow.
It turned out to be a seagull!
