Going to immortality inexplicably

Chapter 647 The Birth of the Boat

After this struggle with the big fish, the bamboo raft has completely yawed.

Satisfied, Fan Xiaoxiao found the right direction again and continued moving forward.

Along the way, she did not forget to summarize her fishing experience. The toughness of the hemp silk thread was still lacking. Without the blessing of her Purple Yang Qi, it would have been impossible to catch a big fish weighing more than 100 kilograms.

After fishing once, the fishing line will be broken in several places, and I am afraid that I will never be able to fish again.

She still had to get silk as soon as possible, so that the fishing line would be stronger and she wouldn't have to worry about the line breaking.

The most important thing is that her Purple Yang Qi can be used less.

For her now, Ziyang Qi is the most important thing, and she should use it as little as possible.

After wandering on the sea for more than a month, she finally saw a small black spot that seemed to be land.

This was the first suspected land she saw after wandering on the sea, and she immediately became excited.

She cheered up and began to row in the direction of the little black dot.

As the saying goes, looking at the mountain is like running to death. On the endless sea, the view is very good. You see a small black spot and think it is not far away. But when you want to get closer as soon as possible, you find that the place is so far away that you cannot imagine.

Fan Xiaoxiao rowed sleeplessly for three days and three nights. The little black dot was still the same little black dot, and it seemed that the distance had not gotten closer at all.

The sun was shining brightly these three days, and there were no waves on the sea. Fan Xiaoxiao rowed hundreds of miles non-stop, but the little black dot was still far away in the horizon.

It is impossible for a sea ship to appear. Fan Xiaoxiao only hopes that the small black spot is an island that can be docked. It does not matter whether there are people or not. What is important is that fresh water and supplies can be replenished.

She now finally understands that the hardship at sea is not about being alone or lonely, nor is it about the scorching sun that bakes people to dryness, but the constant worry about not having enough supplies.

Other supplies are easy to find. Although there is no Bigu Pill to eat, she can still go without eating for several months.

For example, she could eat most of the big fish in one sitting, and the rest were discarded internal organs and bones.

But fresh water is a must, and she obviously didn't have a clear enough understanding of this before getting on the bamboo raft, so she was almost running out of fresh water.

She had only heard about seawater desalination and had no idea how to operate it. It was an unknown field for her, and it was not something she could figure out at a glance.

If she can't find land supplies, it won't have much impact on her in the short term, but it will be hard to say as time goes by.

The energy of the sun is fierce and domineering. Except for absorbing the first ray of purple sun energy in the morning, she refuses to absorb the energy of the sun at other times.

But the sun on the sea was fierce and the sky above the bamboo raft was empty. There was no place to hide. She was exposed to the sun almost all day long.

Although she is not afraid of heat, it does not mean that her skin can completely block ultraviolet rays.

Even though she was wearing long-sleeved clothes and a veil on her face, basically no skin was exposed to the sun, but her current clothes and veil had lost their defensive function and could not block the erosion of ultraviolet rays.

Even though her skin was thousands of times better than that of primitive people, she could still clearly feel that her skin was quietly aging.

Although I know everything will be restored after I go back, what if there are any sequelae?
It is a woman's nature to love beauty, and those who are cultivators are not exempt from this vulgarity.

So Fan Xiaoxiao was excited when she saw the small black spot that seemed to be land. But when it didn't come close for three days and three nights, she finally calmed down.

She no longer rowed as hard as she could, but slowed down and moved forward at a steady pace.

After more than ten days, the bamboo raft finally approached the land.

This is an uninhabited island with a small area. There are only two hills that are not too high, but they are covered with vegetation.

It's just that the mountain is not high, and there are no towering trees that block the sky. Most of the trees on the mountain are shrubs. Fortunately, there is a stream on both mountains, which converges at the foot of the mountain and turns into a small river. Finally, it temporarily solves the problem of fresh water. question.This time the preparations must be more adequate. First, I cut some wood and added a layer of thick wooden boards to the bamboo raft, which reduced water immersion and increased buoyancy. It was like adding a layer of planks.

Then a one-meter-high guardrail was installed around the bamboo raft, and the guardrail was sealed with thick wooden boards, which can be regarded as a simple hull for the bamboo raft.

Then I added four thicker wooden pillars to the four corners. Because there are no particularly thick trees on the island, I could only find four that looked thicker.

I also made a simple wooden house out of wooden boards, which occupies half of the area of ​​the bamboo raft, almost a space of three meters wide and three meters long.

A thick layer of weeds and leaves was spread on the roof, and these things were fixed with hemp ropes. The feeling in the wooden house immediately became cooler.

The bamboo raft has transformed into a real boat.

Then we made several large baskets with vines, collected all the wild fruits that could be collected, put them all into the baskets, and covered the baskets with a thick layer of leaves.

Finally, I made myself two big straw hats to protect myself from the harsh ultraviolet rays.

But these things alone are not enough. The next continent is unknown, and the real enemy at sea is the poisonous sunshine.

Because of the hot weather, food easily deteriorates and dry food tastes bad, so it’s best to make ice.

As long as there is ice, wild fruits can be kept fresh and can be eaten anytime you want.

She was not in a hurry anyway, so she simply started experimenting with making ice on the island.

The ancients were able to make ice in the summer, and they must have found a way too.

She carefully recalled some of the books she had read. In the sect's library, she once saw a method of making ice, but she didn't pay much attention to it at the time and didn't deliberately write it down.

Now she can only slowly conduct experiments based on her remaining memories.

It's also because her memory is outstanding now, otherwise those unimportant things would have been completely forgotten after seeing them.

She brought several small jars, and after countless repeated experiments, she finally made real ice.

The method is actually not that complicated. It is to fill a jar with water and heat it. After the water boils, immediately seal the jar, wrap it layer by layer with strips of cloth, and then throw it into a deep pool with extremely low water temperature.

It's just that the mountains here are not high, and there are no deep pools with particularly low water temperatures. After repeated experiments, she found the lowest ditch.

The temperature there was indeed a few degrees lower than other places. She threw the jar full of boiling water into the deepest place and added a few stones to fix it, so that the jar did not move even half a minute.

Five days later, she finally saw the ice cubes in the jar.

It's a pity that I couldn't get a foam box, which would have kept the ice longer.

I rested on the island for more than a month, during which I also hunted some prey. Except for a little fresh food, the rest was marinated and made into fresh marinated meat.

All the supplies she could find were emptied by her, and the bamboo raft had turned into a shack boat without sails. Fan Xiaoxiao decided to set off again.

There were a lot of ice cubes in several baskets, and they were all stacked in the wooden house. The temperature inside was indeed much cooler.

Looking at the blue sea again, she no longer thinks blue is a beautiful color.

No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is just an appearance. Only when you are in it can you know that the endless sea is boring.

No wonder people are so afraid of the sea. For ordinary people, the risks in the sea are invisible.

Only those who have experienced it know that unknown risks are the most terrifying.

(End of this chapter)