I live in the wilderness of interstellar live broadcast

In the barrage, the meow-chirp dispute started again.

Qi Guang didn't know where the energy of those audiences came from. After touching such boring things like masturbating cats or chirping for him, he could quarrel passionately for an hour.

Confused about what kind of emperor he was, a group of ministers below were arguing about which one he should sleep with, Concubine Mao or Concubine Jiu, as if a mature adult had to do multiple-choice questions.

It should be all (bu).

Qi Guang patted Da Mao's head, and whimpered the cat twice, expressing that he didn't want it either.

It's nothing to do with fluff, and he doesn't look at the half-built stone mortar, the bamboo low table that hasn't been put together, and a few dead prey beside him waiting to be skinned. He hasn't finished his work and wants to eat some peaches.

Unwillingly, the cat pushed its big head on Qi Guang's body, and Qi Guang patted its head randomly and pushed it to the side.

However, Qi Guang still prepared some sweets for the cat - he managed to earn more than 1000 points from his already tight points, and bought two canned cat food from the system mall.

After weighing the role of cats in his survival in the wilderness, Qi Guang believes that cats are worth more than 1000 points of canned food.

You must know that if there is no cat as the master of this territory to protect him as a two-legged beast, even if Qi Guang lights a fire and cooks a meal, he may be stared at by all kinds of animals that smell.

Qi Guang, who smells like a cat, can be described as a real fox pretending to be a tiger. Under the invisible protection of cats, he has obtained many conveniences in life.

Not to mention the cats, rabbits, wild boars and lambs. Meat is an extremely expensive resource at any time.

Qi Guang opened a can of cat food. He bought a can of grain-free beef from a high-end pet brand. Before the end of the world, such a small can cost more than 50 yuan. can.

Alas!

What is Twoleg holding?Why does it smell so sweet and delicious? !

The cat watched as Twoleg scooped up the crumbled meat from the jar into the small bowl, and licked its mouth.

I want to eat……

hold back!This is Twoleg rations!

You see, the Twolegs are bald and have no fur. How can they steal the Twolegs' rations!

……

But it really seems to taste it, it smells so good...

Under the eager eyes of the cat, the bowl of fragrant meat was picked up by Twolegs and placed in front of it.

Ok?

Ok? !

The cat looked down at the meat in front of it, and then up at the Twoleg squatting in front of it.

"Eat." Qi Guang rubbed the cat's head and scratched its chin, "It's precious, eat more."

Autumn is the time to eat more and grow more meat. The cat has fed him so many prey, and he should reciprocate and feed him some delicious food.

And according to his observation, there are no traces of cattle in the vicinity, and canned beef can be said to be a fresh and delicious snack for cats.

The meat in the two cans was poured out and fed to the cat, and there was still a little minced meat and soup left in the cans.

Qi Guang didn't want to eat it himself, so he added some water to the jar and poured it together, and distributed some to the eager chicks beside him to increase nutrition.

That is the weight of two pecks. Da Mao eats his food and drinks his food every day, and also uses his wool resources to make a nest. Domestic cubs must not be treated the same as non-staff cats.

Heath glanced quietly at the cat who was eating so much that his face was buried in the bowl, and he lowered his head and tried his best to peck at the water in the jar.

There will always be a day when he will eat meat and cats and drink soup, and Yingying will only masturbate him and not cats.

After feeding the cat and Chiu, Qi Guang put away the jar of canned food for the cat and continued with the work just now.

To further process the corn, he is pounding stones for a mortar.

More precisely, he was making a stone mill.

It is not the common stone mill where two stones are put together up and down, but a simple version that uses a large stone mortar and a rotating grinding "shaft" to achieve an effect similar to that of a stone mill.

He doesn't know how to put two stones together. He tried to make it time-consuming and labor-intensive, but he didn't succeed. It is not as effective as the simple version.

Qi Guang had made several small mortars before, but if he wants to make a grinder, the mortar needs to be larger.

Qi Guang picked a suitable stone from the nearest house and moved it to the open space in front of the house.

The bottom of the stone is flat and can stand firmly on the ground, showing an irregular rectangle.

Small stone mortars can be knocked with stones to create deep enough grooves, but it is unrealistic for large stones to be shaped by knocking. Qi Guang knocked out a depression in the center of the stone surface, and then took out the wood .

The audience who watched Qi Guangkuangkuang knocking on the stone with great enthusiasm:? ? ?

They watched as Qi Guang built a frame around the stone with a few logs, fixed the branches as thick as an arm in the frame, tied the counterweight stones, and the lower ends of the branches touched the depression in the center of the stone surface.

Da Mao, who was pecking at the pot of water, jumped over winkingly, and helped Qi Guang hold the wood with his chubby belly and short wings.

How well-behaved, obedient, and sensible.

It is in stark contrast to the cat next to him who is addicted to cat cans.

The thick branches were then tied with handles, and the auxiliary rods were hung on the handles. Before making the stone mortar, Qi Guang first set up a shelf for grinding with his hands.

Sanding is more efficient than repeated tapping.

In other words, the efficiency of grinding using the principle of hand grinding is higher than that of direct knocking.

Qi Guang knew it well, and the audience was confused.

[From here on, I can't understand. 】

【coach!This question is beyond the outline! 】

[I seem to know what Yingying wants to do, but I don't understand what Yingying wants to do. 】

[Why did Yingying put sand in the stone hole? ? 】

After setting up the frame and confirming that the auxiliary rods can be smoothly linked and that they are relatively firm and will not fall apart when pushed halfway, Qi Guang put a piece of bamboo on the push rod as a handle, even if the preparatory work is completed.

Qi Guang wiped his hands and pushed the hand push rod back and forth. The pushing force was transmitted through the auxiliary rod, and the grinding shaft was driven to rotate rapidly in the stone mortar.

The friction-increasing grit in the depression on the stone surface was turned by the grinding shaft, and a piece of white stone powder was quickly piled up on the edge of the depression.

audience:! ! ! ! !

[Fuck, shit, shit!It's fucking okay? ! ! ! 】

[I don't know what to say other than shit. 】

[It's too powerful, Yuying's operation is really amazing. 】

【Convenient and labor-saving, the similar transmission structure seems to be still in use until now. 】

[Laziness is the ladder of wisdom and progress, the ancients did not deceive me. 】

[The ancients: I never said this! 】

[Yingying really perfectly embodies the racial advantages of the human race...]

[Good-looking, smart, creative, stubborn... It's not luck that the human species can always come back against the wind. 】

[I don’t know why, but looking at Yingying, I feel that the human species might suddenly find the earth one day. 】

[Me too... Didn't a new space window be discovered recently, and the anthropology researcher in the research institute is almost scrambling for places. 】

[In the past, there were humans who jumped directly into the space window... that would be really fatal. 】

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The non-human species called it desperate, but the researchers of the human race said that if the space window is really the mother planet of the earth, they would also like to jump if they don't want to.

The starship carried five space window project researchers from the Interstellar Alliance Research Institute to the area renamed "Kong-1284".

They are all elites among the elites in the research institute, led by Professor Meng Huaidong, the person in charge of the entire space window project. His name is not a common naming pattern in the interstellar world, but follows the ancient naming tradition of the east of the earth: Meng is the surname In front, Huaidong is in the back.

You can tell by the name that it is a human species.

"This is probably the last time I will go out to work." Professor Meng coughed a few times and took medicine to suppress the adverse reactions of the long-distance interstellar voyage.

He was still a few months away from the age of retirement, and several young researchers didn't dare to make him worry too much. If he hadn't strongly demanded that he wouldn't even write his name on this field trip.

As soon as the young researchers arrived at their destination, they started busy working, but Professor Meng could only look at the reports they sent, and then look at the scenery outside.

"If you jump over there, it will be the home planet..." Professor Meng looked out through the window of the ship and sighed, "It would be good to die on the home star."

……

"Oh."

Feifei who was by the side said dryly.

Because the newly replaced arm was still in the running-in period, Feifei was not allowed to explore this area with the team members again, so he had to sit here and talk to Professor Meng relatively silently.

Thinking of all the new equipment brought by the researchers, Feifei felt a grass-like itch in his heart.

Those are all high-end products exclusively for research institutes, and they are not sold to the outside world, and there are no channels for civilian use. If you miss this time, you may never have the opportunity to try them again.

Feifei was thinking about the new equipment of the research institute, and Professor Meng was thinking about the mother planet of the earth that he might never get to see in this lifetime, the atmosphere in the room was silent and filled with indescribable embarrassment.

The young researcher who knocked on the door in embarrassment stood at the door, stepped in with one foot, and didn't know whether to step in with the other foot.

"I'm here to deliver the composition analysis report." He looked around, knocked on the door again to show his presence, but didn't dare to speak too loudly.

Professor Meng returned to his senses leisurely, "Ah, give it to me."

The space window is two-way, their side can reach another coordinate through the space window, and the existence of another coordinate can also come to their side through the space window.

In the dark vortex in this area, there are not only starships in distress that were involved and crushed, but there may also be "gifts" from another coordinate.

A stone, half a leaf, a small twig, the cosmic vacuum and low temperature perfectly preserve it at the moment when it leaves the space window, floating and wandering in the dark vortex like a shell of gravel.

The interstellar searchers with first-class driving skills loaded the latest equipment of the research institute on the starship, and while approaching the space window to measure various values, they salvaged the small and small "guests" from the other side from the dark vortex.

They handed over the salvaged harvest to the researchers to analyze the composition, and then deduce where the other side of the space window is connected.

The final deduction work must be checked by the experienced Professor Meng himself.

Professor Meng flipped through the analysis report sent by He Li page by page, and the ratio of each element was assembled into a vivid object again in his mind.

The universe is vast, but the most wonderful thing is that the countless flowers and flowers are just some fixed elements, which can be combined in different proportions to reconcile various colors, textures and structural properties, and piece together completely different planets.

Professor Meng read the report page by page...

His eyes stopped at the end of the report, and his pupils suddenly constricted.

Professor Meng turned the report to the front to read again. This time, he pointed to the numbers one by one and read them out in a low voice, as if he was afraid that he was too old to see the wrong numbers just now.

He had seen such proportions.

On the remnants of Earth brought down by the Hope.

That's iconic, earth-specific proportions.