Wilderness Challenge [Comprehensive British American American Entertainment]

Jennifer sat on the beach for about 10 minutes before getting up.

After basking in the sun for a while, the sea water on his face was almost dry, and when he touched it with his hand, it was full of rough salt grains, and there was a slight tingling sensation when it stuck to the skin.

She pinned the hanging hair behind her ears, waded through the water to the shore, and dragged the lifeboat half-soaked in the waves towards the shore.She couldn't be more careful during the whole process, for fear that the gravel would break the lifeboat if she used too much force, destroying the only vehicle for nothing.

Camera No. [-] is flying around step by step. Except that it uses propellers in bad weather, it always flies by flying device in good weather. With its chubby body, it looks like a golden red pet with a bamboo dragonfly on its head.

Stark's global GPS system and smart housekeeper ensured that these cameras always stick to their positions. The No. [-] aircraft flew at a very high altitude to shoot a panoramic view, the No. [-] and No. Walk around for close-up shots.

Although Jennifer has adapted well to loneliness, firstly, she must be able to afford the appearance fee, and secondly, she will inevitably feel a little lonely after a long time. She has become used to rambling to the camera these days.

The most favored machine is of course No. [-], and Jennifer even named it "Buddy", which also means a partner.

I can't tell whether the smart housekeeper is really that smart, or the program team noticed the special arrangement after the explosion. In short, this camera has been acting more and more like a real partner recently.

At that moment, Buddy flew to the inside of the lifeboat and tested Jennifer's appearance from the perspective of death from the bottom up, causing the latter to roll his eyes.

"Be careful," she pretended to be stern, "I'll buy you and throw you at Wayne Manor when I get out of this damn place, and receive Alfred's gentleman education every day, let alone the production team. Not even Tony Stark can save you."

The comment area of ​​the live broadcast room was full of "lol" and "lmao", with "haha", "jaja" and "hahahahahaha" mixed in between.

The intelligent system controlled Buddy to tremble in shock, and even the camera that the audience saw trembled, causing even more violent ridicule.

Jennifer ignored it and got busy on her own.

After the lifeboat was properly placed, she carried the canvas bag soaked in the sea to the beach to dry, and then took out the outdoor knife from the bag.

This deserted island is moderate in size, with a raised mountain in the center and sandy beaches and reefs of various shapes on the edge.Generally speaking, after arriving on the island, they should start to explore the terrain, but it is getting dark now, and instead of exploring the terrain, what is more urgently needed is a shelter and a fire.

Fire, fire, fire, of course she needs fire.

The sun was about to set, and the wet clothes on her body needed fire to dry, and raw food needed fire to cook. Even in order to guard against the wild animals that might exist on the island, she had to get this thing that human civilization most relied on as soon as possible.

And to get fire, the woods next to the beach will be a good resource point.

Buddy approached fawningly, Jennifer stared at the camera, and finally gave in.

"Does anyone know the three elements of survival in the wild?" She blinked and started today's professional explanation, "Shelter, fresh water and food, as long as anyone has the three elements, there is a chance of survival. But if we want to live more easily, we still have to Firewood must be collected and lit."

"There must be a lot of firewood in this forest, but we must be fully prepared before stepping into the forest. This is a Pacific island, a paradise for wild animals. I don't want to be bitten by poisonous insects or snakes while walking. Take a bite."

While explaining, she hung the two cut trouser legs with pins to protect her calves.

The inside of the long sandy beach is densely wooded, in addition to coconut trees, banyan trees, eucalyptus, and many other trees.There are many dead trees on the outside ground, but unfortunately, these branches will break when stepped on.

Jennifer shook her head, grabbed an outstretched branch with her left hand, and skillfully took a knife with her right hand to cut at the root.

"There is a leeward beach near the place where I go ashore, like a small opening sunken inwards. I am going to build a conical shed here. In order to ensure the stability of the shed, the wood used for support must be strong enough. ...has it been cut off? Well, it has finally been broken...if only there was a Gurkha machete."

This world-renowned knife is said to bleed as soon as it is pulled out, and while it's not an exaggeration on this island, its unique shape will probably come in handy for handling these branches.

"Although the knives provided by Lex Industries are sharp, the knives themselves are not hard enough. If they get stuck..."

She hacked the knife into the wood and pretended to bend it.

"...Like that, if you get stuck in the wood when you cut in, or if you don't pull it out carefully, there is a very real possibility of damage to the knife itself, and that's not what we want to see."

Knives are too important for Jennifer to afford to lose her outdoor knife.

After thinking about it for a moment, she decided to give up logging and take a risk to walk in, maybe there would be a more suitable choice.

The camera followed her into the depths of the woods, not far before seeing some pale dead branches.

Jennifer squatted down and tried it, and found that these branches need a lot of strength to break, and they can be used to make a shed. "Good luck."

She showed a half-smiling face, wrapped a dozen branches together and walked out. After a few seconds, she called again: "Buddy, good boy, come here, take a picture here."

The No. [-] machine flew over steadily, opened the close-up, and showed the sharp thorns of the plants to the audience on the other side of the camera.

Jennifer tapped the plants wrapped around the tree trunk with her chin, and said seriously: "Don't underestimate these palm vines, their thorns are very sharp, they can easily snag clothes and scratch the skin. I was filming on the island a year ago, One of the staff members was injured in this way and now has scars on the skin."

Many audiences have the impression of the story she told.

[That incident, I still remember that there were gossip tabloids saying that Jenny used filming props to hurt people, and the city was full of trouble. 】

[Isn't everything in the production team like this, who is at odds with whom today, and who will tear up with whom tomorrow, sometimes I feel that getting along with people is better than getting along with nature and being clean. 】

The viewer's words resonated with many.

In fact, Jennifer's current thoughts are almost the same as his. The five days of drifting at sea made her anxiety settle down again, and the encounter with sharks and humpback whales made her think a lot.

In the wilderness, she felt like the two beautiful humpback whales, without restraint, without disputes, only the primitive law of the jungle and natural selection, extremely natural and extremely free.

With such a happy mood, she walked briskly, carried a large number of branches to the leeward side of the beach in a few rounds for backup, and then turned back to look for more resources-wood, dry bark, dead grass, palm leaves... There is even a plant skin.

While peeling, Jennifer pointed to the tree for Buddy to get closer to film.

"The bark of this shrub is so tough that you can tear it off and use it as a rope. Just like this...grab the tip and tear along the grain, and voila, the whole bark is ripped off intact." She shook the bark in her hand and threw them over her shoulders, "If I have time tomorrow, I will collect some more. There are also ropes, but the props given by the production team can be saved."

These materials are enough for now.

The beach is full of supplies that need to be used. Although it is not as exaggerated as the timber factory, there are still a lot of them scattered here and there.

Jennifer sat down to rest, drank some water to replenish her strength, and then began the most critical steps.

The first is to build the shed.

She chose branches with forks to complete the preliminary construction task, supporting two or more branches facing each other, inserting the bottom end into the sand, and then supporting the remaining branches upwards in turn.

In order to stabilize the structure, she did not put all the pressure on a few individual branches, but put them together in a complicated way, supporting each other and restraining each other to make a stable cone structure with most of the surface, leaving a gap for making Door.

After doing this, Jennifer took a few steps back.

She patted the sawdust on her palm, admired the simple hut for a while, and nodded with satisfaction.

"It looks good. This kind of structure is relatively solid, even if the wind is slightly stronger, it will be difficult to lift the whole shed. Now we need to spread something on the shed to prevent rain—palm leaves."

The green palm leaves are spread on the log cabin layer by layer, not to be completely windproof and rainproof, but to prevent too much leakage.If there is enough time, Jennifer can weave the palm leaves to achieve a better effect, but at least today, the thing she lacks most is time.

After half an hour, you're done.

Now there is a cozy-looking hut standing on this beach. The sun has not yet set on the sea level, and the sun is still baking the fresh leaves.

Jennifer got in and tried it. The sand is soft, the wood is strong, and the leaves are fragrant. Although it is definitely not as good as Simmons at home, it is comfortable enough in the wild.

Buddy followed her into the hut to shoot, probably because the audience protested that it was scary to turn on the night scene mode suddenly, and it flew out again not long after.

"It's off to a great start," Jennifer said, poking her head out into the camera. "The weather in the Pacific is unpredictable, it can rain anytime, anywhere, and the last thing I need is to fall asleep and get drenched. I Had enough of being in the sea every night, it was so cold, I didn't get sick the last few days thanks to my fitness trainer and strength teacher. Joe, Jack, I apologize for complaining about you two being demons last time, You guys are the best sweethearts in the world."

After saying this, she couldn't help laughing herself, and the comment area of ​​the live broadcast room was even more chaotic.

[Poor people who can’t afford a fitness trainer and can only use iron by themselves say that fitness will indeed bring about good changes in the body, but the metabolism level will increase. If they really live in the wilderness, players who haven’t dieted every day may be able to starve. 】

[This kind of show is half of the victory if it can resist freezing and starvation, and the other half is luck. As long as you find a source of fresh water, people can survive for a long time without eating. 】

[This is why you secretly drank juice behind my back a few days ago? ——By Joe]

[I only took Jenny to do some orienteering exercises, and I didn’t teach her too many survival skills. Please don’t expect too much from students who come to me in the future. ——By Jack]

[Please leave your contact information for the two coaches above! 】

Jennifer didn't know that her solo live broadcast room was completely crooked. She sat down for a while and started the next phase of busy work.

The second task, the source of fire.

Thanks to the generosity of the production team, she has several ignition methods to choose from, and the signal flare is one of them.But the reality is not so bad that the hope of escape needs to be wasted, so she is more inclined to other options.

Drilling wood to make fire is one of the most primitive ways for humans to make fire.

Jennifer randomly selected a piece of wood from various kinds of wood, cut it into a flat plank with a knife, drilled a small depression on the front, and then cut into the depression from the edge to dig a smooth drainage hole.Next she chose a longer branch, stripped off the bark, and sharpened one end.

There is a drill board, there is a drill shaft, and finally there is a tinder nest for blowing fire.

The dead grass and dry bark collected just now came in handy. Jennifer stacked them together, rubbed them vigorously to make them fluffy, and made a nest shape.

While doing this, she explained to the audience bit by bit.

"As you can see, I am going to drill wood to make fire. These are the necessary materials for making fire. Regarding the drill board, I don't know what kind of trees these are, so the best way is to keep trying. As for the drill shaft, it As long as it is hard enough, it will work. Regarding the tinder nest, remember to loosen the dry bark before using it, because it cannot ignite sparks without air entering."

"Humans have researched many ways to make fire by drilling wood. You can choose a hand drill..."

She gestured and rubbed the long wooden pole with both hands.

"...But this method hurts hands and is not efficient. Only the master level can lift weights lightly. The key to the hand drill method is that the wooden rod should be long enough so that the desired speed can be rubbed. Except for the hand drill In addition, there are fire plow method, saw method, rope drilling method, grinding disc method, etc., but today I am not using the above, today I will use the bow and string method to make fire."

In the live broadcast room, the audience exploded when they heard these words.

[Drilling wood to make fire?It's too smart.Most people have to drill for several hours, and they may not be able to burn it until dark. 】

[The production team actually made it difficult for the players on the issue of fire. The first level should not be so difficult. At least the players should be allowed to bring waterproof matches. 】

[Stop making noise, this is a live broadcast, and it doesn't work if you want it, just look down and you'll know. 】

As if sensing the quarrel on the other side, Buddy flew closer to the board, ready to take a close-up shot of the process of drilling wood to make fire.

Jennifer picked a bent branch and peeled it, dug holes at both ends, passed the plant rope through it and tied it tightly, and made a natural bow.She lightly scored the drill shaft with a knife, wrapped the bowstring around the drill shaft, and snapped the tip of the wooden rod into the indentation in the plank.Then, she stepped on the wooden board with one foot, grabbed the drill shaft with one hand, and pulled the wooden bow with the other, pulling it back and forth with both hands.

This process is the most technical test. Jennifer is very familiar with this set, and the drilling speed is also very fast. It didn't take long to see white smoke in the pit.

Just when the audience thought there was a show, she stopped and picked up some sawdust.

"Light color, wrong color."

Jennifer shook her head, tossed the board aside, and started over with the second drill board.

"The essence of drilling wood to make fire is to burn the drilled carbon chips in the tinder nest, so the drill board is very important, and the correct wood must be selected. The chips drilled from the piece of wood just now are light-colored, indicating that they are not How flammable, what we need is wood that drills black carbon dust."

With that said, she put the second board away and tried again.

This time it came out normal black.

Jennifer looked focused, putting all her strength into the wooden bow, and the No. [-] machine even patted beads of sweat on her forehead.

"Unskilled people can put a little sand to increase the friction, but I usually don't do that." She licked her lips, "It takes a lot of patience to drill wood to make fire, and it may take hours for beginners to see the slightest friction." The results; if you use the traditional hand drill method, you will still have large blisters on your hands."

"Pain, frustration, these are the reasons that prevent survival enthusiasts from trying to make fire by drilling wood. For those players who just want to experience life in the wild, I suggest that you carry a lighter such as waterproof matches. Advanced players can Choose flint and steel and tinder..."

"...However, who knows, the moment you succeed in drilling wood, maybe you can feel a sense of accomplishment that is far stronger than these."

The smoking carbon dust fell from the diversion hole to the blade. Jennifer put down the bowstring, poured the carbon dust into the prepared dry bark nest, held it up and blew gently.

At first, there was more and more white smoke, then there was a cluster of small sparks, and finally it burned into a raging flame.

She put the fire into the sandpit she had dug in time, faced the camera, and raised the corners of her lips.

"Now, we have fire."