Chapter 683: Burning Soil
On the vast land, the gray blizzard covered everything . Black felt ribbons fluttered in the strong wind. The flying snow buried the felt in large clumps, but was quickly blown away by the subsequent strong wind, over and over again.
What’s even more terrifying is that there is sharp sand and gravel mixed in with the wind and snow.
In the wind speed of more than 30 meters per hour, the incredible power of the sand and gravel can easily cut the thin skin, leaving a wound that is not deep but also has a visible white mark. What's more terrifying is that there are tens of thousands of such sand and gravel.
Bifang retracted his hand into the felt. After just a moment, he felt as if a layer of skin had been peeled off from his hand, leaving dense white marks on it.
Hundreds of years ago, groups of warriors set foot here, but they fell one after another. Packs of wild wolves, ferocious land bears, and glacier cracks hidden under the snow were nothing to them.
Bad climate.
This is the most dangerous thing.
No one can save another here. It is already very difficult to survive on your own. It is so cold here that it can freeze your blood into ice. Survival depends only on the flowing blood and the courage in your heart.
Without courage, the adventurer's blood flow will slow down, and there will be nothing to keep the body warm, and death is only a matter of time.
call.
Bifang didn't know how many times he had to adjust his breathing, but his muscles were indeed becoming sore and his body began to sweat.
That's right, in this temperature of minus 40 degrees Celsius, Bifang was actually a little hot. Both the musk ox skin and the sled dogs that naturally emitted heat made this enclosed space extremely warm, not to mention that he was still moving around.
Another pile of dry snow was shoveled out by the small shovel. It was quickly blown away by the strong wind without even having to be shaken off.
A semicircular pit gradually appeared under Bifang, greatly expanding the space so that he would not be squeezed to death by the three stupid dogs.
Obviously, in the severe weather of blizzard and sandstorm, Bifang did not sit still and wait for death. He moved several pairs of sleds horizontally to expose the ground, and then began to dig a hole, trying to dig out a shelter again and expand the narrow space.
Each dog was nearly the size of an adult. Although the musk ox was indeed large, it was too difficult for four people to fit inside it. After a while, Bifang felt a little breathless and had to dig deeper. After digging for more than ten minutes, Bifang finally dug out a space where he could sit cross-legged and breathe freely.
Fugui and Wangcai next to them were very smart. Now that they had a little space to move around, they were busy helping Bifang dig a hole. It must be said that as dogs, they were indeed gifted in digging holes. They quickly dug the hole from one that was just big enough for them to sit cross-legged to one that they could kneel on one knee.
Only Goudan had no awareness of digging a hole. Perhaps as the "lead dog", he felt that he should not do this kind of work. He buried his head in the ground, looked at the outside world through a tiny gap, missing his horn helmet that he didn't know where it had fallen.
After a while, I seemed to feel a little embarrassed for doing nothing.
Goudan squatted in the pit, raised his right leg to his neck, kicked it hard, and finally sniffed his lower body. Then he looked around, stood up and walked back and forth. As if he had finally made up his mind, he suddenly squatted down.
Bifang's face darkened, and he immediately understood what this guy was going to do.
[Fuck, this is...]
[Oh my god, it’s starting now?]
[It seems that I ate too much. ]
Sure enough, after a burst of force, a large black lump suddenly fell from under Goudan's butt.
A faint stench spread in the narrow space. Fugui and Wangcai immediately stopped what they were doing and covered their noses.
Bifang: “…”
The snowstorm lasts for days. Although I know this situation is unavoidable, it still makes me very unhappy!
After eating so much, and with a short esophagus and fast digestion, dogs will have diarrhea soon.
Bifang pinched Goudan's neck, bent his middle finger, and gave him a slap, then pinched his nose and covered the big lump of snow with it.
Dry snow can perform the same function as briquettes, masking odors while clumping together, making it less disgusting and more convenient to shovel.
[This is how to raise a dog, you just have to get used to it (dog head)]
【I am an old shit shoveler. 】
【Gradually I became proficient】
The audience laughed mercilessly. Bifang patted his forehead and thought that it was okay now, as long as he didn't do it after waking up at night.
However, going to the toilet is indeed a problem. Everyone has physiological needs for eating, drinking, defecating and urinating. Under normal circumstances, these are relatively easy to solve. However, in this extreme environment, physiological needs such as going to the toilet are much more difficult.
"Inuit houses usually don't have toilets, so they have to go outside to relieve themselves. The temperature outside is much lower than inside the house. If it is summer, the temperature is relatively mild, but in winter, the temperature will drop to very low. Therefore, they must go to the toilet as quickly as possible, otherwise they may get frostbite."
“Isn’t this probably one of the most difficult things about surviving in the polar regions?”
Bifang chatted while shoveling snow. After digging nearly one and a half meters, the thick snow layer was finally dug through, revealing the frozen ground.
But even after digging to the ground, the space was still a bit small. Thinking that he might have to stay here for the next few days, Bifang continued to dig down.
Wangcai and Fugui also worked very hard, but after digging half a meter of soil, the color of the frozen soil suddenly changed. Bifang stopped, grabbed a handful of frozen soil on the ground, and rubbed it carefully. Then the light brown soil like ice slipped from his fingertips. Bifang showed a look of shock.
The color and texture and smell...
“This is… peat soil!?”
[Mud soil? ]
【Is there any difference? 】
Most of the audience had never heard of it and had no idea what it was.
"Haha, my luck has turned!"
The audience didn't know, but Bifang understood it very well and was very excited. He quickly took out the wood and fire-making tools from his backpack, started the fire and gave a brief introduction at the same time.
“ Peat soil refers to soil in certain river and lake sedimentary low plains and mountain valleys where, due to long-term accumulation of water and dense aquatic vegetation, a large amount of incompletely decomposed plant residues accumulate and form a peat layer in the absence of oxygen.”
Bifang explained a lot, but the audience didn't quite understand it and they still didn't know what this thing was used for.
[Um, can it be eaten? ]
"Of course you can't eat it, it's just dirt."
【What's the use then? 】
[Very fertile? Can it be used to grow vegetables? ]
[Surviving in the Arctic for 100 days and growing vegetables, I think it’s possible (funny)]
"As long as this soil is dried, it can be burned directly."
