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Chapter 19 The Giant Bird Strikes Again
“Ziwen, have you seen the video of the Maasai people in Africa hunting elephants in a group? A six-ton ​​elephant can only be turned into a hedgehog by their encirclement.”

Qin Ziwen, who was shoveling dirt, straightened up when he heard Zou Sheng's words. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile, "I've seen this before, but the Maasai are trained from a young age, and hunting is their means of making a living. We definitely can't compare to them in this respect."

"Hey, don't boost others' morale and diminish your own. I exercise regularly too, and I don't think my physical fitness is necessarily worse than those black people." Zou Sheng raised his arms and struck a bodybuilding pose.

Zou Sheng has the kind of physique that looks slim when dressed but muscular when undressed.

When you tense your arms, the muscles are very visible.

On the grass outside the community, everyone was working hard, and when someone got tired, someone else would immediately take their place.

In order to successfully trap the giant crocodile, they planned to dig a large pit measuring 12*4*4.

Deng Guang said worriedly, "Brother Qin, do you think the trap we dug can bury the crocodiles? What if the crocodiles crawl out?"

Qin Ziwen hesitated: "Such a deep pit, the crocodile probably can't get out."

Deng Guang shook his head: "But what if the slope collapses, like a landslide? If the edge of the pit is broken by the crocodile and becomes a slope, then it can climb up directly."

Qin Ziwen thought about the scene and felt that Lao Deng's concerns were not without reason.

When they found Huang Tao, he was standing by the pit, having a serious conversation with a bald middle-aged man next to him.

“You absolutely cannot dig like that. The soil here is quite loose. If you dig too deep, it will easily collapse. Moreover, such a large pit requires a lot of work. It will take at least several days to dig. Such a long time and such strenuous physical labor will also cause everyone’s food to be consumed much faster.”

Although many people are involved, the pit project has a 'working area' limitation. A 12-by-4-meter pit can only accommodate 20 to 30 people working at the same time. Moreover, without machinery, digging the pit by manpower alone is too slow.

"And the deeper you dig, the greater the engineering difficulty. I calculated that, based on the volume of this pit, 192 cubic meters, it would take more than a dozen trucks to transport it. And that's under ideal conditions; a depth of four meters is practically a foundation pit. Without slopes or support, it will definitely collapse. But we don't have those conditions right now."

Huang Tao was completely baffled. He had never done engineering before and didn't understand these things. He just thought that digging a big pit would be enough, since it was only four meters deep.

But he knew that the person in front of him was an engineer, and his opinion was definitely more professional than his own.

Huang Tao thought for a moment and said, "We initially planned to dig this deep to trap the crocodiles. Since we can't dig that deep, how about using other methods, like a mud pit?"

The bald, middle-aged man said, "Theoretically, it's possible. As long as you mix the ingredients in the right proportions, you can make mud. Mud is a non-Newtonian substance, so the more the crocodile struggles, the deeper it will sink. But this plan also has a problem: to create a mud pit, you need a lot of water, and you need to go to the river to get the water."

Huang Tao said, "There is a diesel water pump in the property warehouse, and the cars in the underground garage have fuel."

The bald, middle-aged man refused: "No, even with the spare connecting pipe, the water pump is only 40 or 50 meters long at most. We are at least 100 meters away from the river. The water pump can't pump water from that far."

Qin Ziwen, who was standing next to him, said, "I have an idea. Why don't we make a spike trap? There are some iron fences in the community, right? We can take them down, make long spears, and insert them into the bottom. When the crocodile falls in, since it doesn't have armor on its belly or back, these spikes should be able to easily pierce it."

The bald, middle-aged man pondered for a moment, then slowly nodded: "That is somewhat feasible, but if the pit is too shallow, the crocodile might be able to climb out. After it gets injured, it will simply hide back in the river, and it won't be so easy to lure it out next time."

Qin Ziwen suddenly said, "Then why don't we just put a coffin lid on it?"

Huang Tao was puzzled: "Where did such a big coffin board come from? Ordinary wood can't cover it."

Qin Ziwen pointed behind him: "Aren't there so many cars in the garage?"

"Car!" Huang Tao clenched his fist and clapped his hands. "Great idea! I happen to have a Jeep."

The bald, middle-aged man touched his head and said somewhat reluctantly, "Then I'll donate my G-Wagon too." Huang Tao and Qin Ziwen looked at him in shock.

The bald, middle-aged man sighed: "This car was novel when I first got it, but after driving it for a while, it's just so-so. The sound insulation is poor, the seats are hard, and the engine is incredibly loud."

Qin Ziwen and Huang Tao exchanged a glance, taking it as a form of吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for complaining or criticizing).

The middle-aged man looked at Huang Tao and said half-jokingly, "I've even used my G-Wagon to crush the crocodile, so when it comes time to divide the spoils, can you give me a bigger share? Here are the car keys, you can do whatever you want with them."

Huang Tao patted his chest generously, "You've already contributed your car, so getting a bigger share of the profits is definitely not a problem, Mr. Yang. I'll need to consult you more on engineering matters in the future."

Mr. Yang waved his hands repeatedly, "Don't be shy about me. If you don't mind, you can just call me Old Yang. I can't match your physical strength, but I've been doing engineering for many years and I know a little about everything. I think that if we want to survive here, the current model is definitely not enough, and the floor we live on is also a big problem."

Mr. Yang pointed to the residential area, "Before, there were elevators, so it didn't matter if the floors were high, and the view was good. Now that there are no elevators, it's really hard to climb these high floors. Imagine, those who live on the eighth, ninth, or even tenth floors, just climbing this steep staircase is exhausting. They also have to carry firewood, food, and water buckets."

"We can tolerate it for a short time, but problems will definitely arise in the long run."

Huang Tao nodded, agreeing with this point, since he lived on the seventh floor.

He was still a grown man in his thirties with signs of exercise, and he felt a little tired every day climbing up and down.

Not to mention the elderly and children.

Qin Ziwen said, "Actually, the lower floors are not as good as you might imagine. Although there are no large wild animals entering the community yet, they may not be in the future. Moreover, snakes, insects, and rodents can easily enter the lower floors."

Huang Tao agreed, saying, "That's true. I bought the seventh floor because I thought it would be a better floor with better lighting and fewer bugs."

After venting their frustrations, the group went about their own business.

As Qin Ziwen dug, he looked back at the window of the residential complex.

I bought this apartment in this complex because it's of decent quality, not an old one, and most of the buildings don't have security grilles.

Under the sunlight, the glass reflected the azure sky.

"Wow—"

Suddenly, a long, earth-shattering scream came from above.

"That big bird is here again!" someone shouted.

"Run."

Qin Ziwen looked up and saw a dark shadow rapidly approaching them from above.

People around scattered and fled.

He looked around. The area was rather empty, with no large trees. The gate to the residential area was still dozens of meters away. Given the giant bird's speed, it wouldn't have enough time to run there.

Qin Ziwen quickly grabbed his younger brother and pushed him into the pit, yelling, "Squat down!"

(End of this chapter)