Live Streaming: Great Adventure in the Wilderness

The best containers in the wilderness are made from animal skins or stomachs, which have sufficient toughness and elasticity. They are excellent choices for carrying water or anything else.

The only problem is that these things are not easy to obtain. At least Bi Fang hadn’t even seen a shadow of a large animal capable of being hunted.

In place of that, trees serve as a better material.

Bi Fang climbed up a giant tree’s buttress root, chopped off a branch with his Stone Axe, and then slid down along the side, returning to the ground like going down a slide.

It just made his butt a bit sore.

The height of the entire tree was unknowable, but its underground roots were visibly massive, supporting the colossal canopy like pyramids, amazing many viewers from the north.

This is one of the most unique characteristics of tropical rainforest trees—the buttress roots.

“In the rainforest, there is a vast number of species, leading to fierce competition for space and resources. The plant roots, which absorb water and nutrients, are the ‘main force’ in the competition for resources.”

“As the soil near the surface is fertile, the competition among plant roots intensifies the closer they are to the ground.”

Having returned to the ground, Bi Fang picked up the branch he had dropped and carried it back to the camp.

“Due to fierce competition, plants’ root systems engage in a form of arms race, with crazed growth—whichever is bigger, thicker, and can reach deeper into the fertile soil will live better.”

“Furthermore, the trees in the rainforest are tall and heavy, and to support the canopy and expand their territory, the trees need strong roots.”

Some of the larger buttress roots of giant trees can reach over ten meters in height and extend more than ten meters in width, forming enormous side flanks that are quite spectacular. The one Bi Fang just climbed was no exception, its side flanks are so big they could be used as a slide.

[Following Old Fang, you can learn a lot of things]

[Yeah, I’ve grown up without knowing how magnificent and dangerous the rainforest really is]

[Ah, it’s a pity I don’t have Old Fang’s skills, can’t learn them]

[The club welcomes your registration]

[I’m off to throw my money away.]

Setting the branch on the ground, Bi Fang twirled the Stone Axe in his hand, gripped it firmly again, and then swung it fiercely at the branch.

“When you are chopping, don’t let the force be directed towards your body; try to avoid that. Even those who are skilled with knives can stumble over this.”

Bi Fang stood with his legs apart, toes pressing against the branch, and swung the Stone Axe towards the area between his legs, ensuring that even if it slipped from his grip, it wouldn’t injure him.

A cut in the rainforest can become rank within hours, and rotten within half a day, and could be fatal.

Bi Fang chopped the arm-thick branch into several pieces, each as long as a forearm. He picked up one piece and sat beside the burning campfire.

“I want to try making a set of bowls and chopsticks out of wood, which would make it convenient for us to eat and allow us to try out a richer variety of cooking methods, like steaming. We can make wooden bowls and spoons quickly with fire, simply by placing charcoal on the wood and controlling the flame well.”

Bi Fang held a round piece of wood about thirty centimeters long, then stood it upright and split it into two halves with force.

Unfortunately, the first attempt resulted in a chip in the Stone Axe, either because it was too brittle or the wood was too hard.

This forced Bi Fang to find another method. He picked up a sharp stone flake to use as a wedge, positioning it carefully and then pounding the back of it with a heavy stick, wedging it bit by bit until the wood split into two halves.

Using a Tree stick, Bi Fang stirred the campfire, picked out a hot piece of charcoal, and placed it in the center of the flat surface. He carefully blew on the charcoal, allowing it to slowly burn the wood. Soon, charcoal ash was circling down and sinking to the bottom.

Bi Fang used small twigs to control the direction of the charcoal fire, and soon it burned into a pit.

“If you find the burning too close to the edge or bottom, putting some sand or soil in those areas can stop the charcoal from burning further. If you want to slow down the burning speed, you can scrape off the charred area on the surface of the wood.”

“If you want to speed up the burning, you can use a hollow stem, such as Ligustrum, reeds, or even bamboo, or an animal’s trachea to blow on the charcoal.”

Bi Fang held a stone with a pointed end in his hand, aiming to control the direction and to scrape off the top layer.

These stone tools weren’t just found by the roadside but were chipped off with other stones, employing the old method: big head striking the small one, which made the work more convenient.

In less than ten minutes, most of the log had been burned away. Bi Fang poured the charcoal back into the campfire, used a cone to scrape off the surface, and smoothed it out.

A semi-circular bowl appeared.

The audience was amazed, but many scratched their heads in confusion.

[Why not just use bamboo, scratching_head.jpg]

[Ah, right, just split it in half. Wouldn’t it be ready to use then?]

[Did Master Fang forget?]

[No way, didn’t he use it for building his shelter?]

[I think he forgot. After all, there’s no bamboo around here, lol]

…

After a brief silence, Bi Fang explained, “I’m just demonstrating a skill. After all, not all rainforests have bamboo. Most primitive rainforests are abroad; I’m seeking a method that has more universal applicability.”

Oh, so that’s why—it wasn’t because he forgot.

The audience suddenly understood and voiced their agreement, finding the explanation reasonable and persuasive. Truly worthy of Master Fang.

Forgetting the unpleasant moment just now, Bi Fang showed off the bowl to everyone. A thirty-centimeter log had been hollowed out quite a bit, leaving only about one centimeter of thickness. The capacity was quite large.

“After completing the burning process, the bowl is ready for use. If you scrape off all the charred surface and polish the bowl with sand, it will be perfect. The food stored inside will taste better that way, but I don’t have the conditions to do that.”

“The principle of making a spoon is the same as making a bowl. After completing the burning, trim it until it’s suitable to hold rice. Wooden utensils will have tiny particles enter the wood, so it’s best to roast them over a fire after each use to sterilize them.”

After finishing these, Bi Fang didn’t stop.

He began to make a larger container—a bark container.

“Many species are suitable for making bark containers, such as birch, cedar, and elm trees. Try to use bark that has fallen off or is about to fall.”

“If you must use bark from a living tree, do not cut off more than one-third of its circumference to ensure the tree can continue living.”

“To achieve the best results, we should soak the bark in water for several hours.”

Making a bark basket is relatively easy and can hold many things, such as tools or edible plants. Bi Fang had picked up a piece of bark earlier on a whim.

The tree was huge, so big that it would take two or three people to encircle it; therefore, even one-third or one-fourth would make a sizeable bark container.

The camp wasn’t far from the stream, just a ten-minute walk back and forth.

Bi Fang made a hole in the bark and used a vine to hoist it, then submerged it directly into the stream. He then took a detour, relying on his memory of the terrain, and made his way back to the bamboo forest where he had encountered the Bamboo Viper. He found a thick bamboo and chopped it down.

Bi Fang followed the bamboo joints and chopped down three sections, then returned to camp and used charcoal fire to burn two small holes, pouring out the water inside the bamboo before stringing it up with rope; now he had a watertight container for holding water.

“Many times, people would drink the clear water from inside the bamboo to hydrate themselves. While that’s possible, for those not accustomed to living in the mountains, it’s actually quite easy to get an upset stomach.”

[Now why is bamboo being used again?]

[I still suspect Master Fang simply forgot earlier, the evidence is ironclad]

“Earlier was to demonstrate skills, now it’s for convenience,” Bi Fang stated righteously.

[Ah yes, yes, yes]

[Whatever you say, we believe]

[Hehe]

While waiting for the tree bark to soak, Bi Fang returned to the bamboo forest.

“Finding a bamboo forest in the rainforest, the easiest food to look for is bamboo shoots. Now in June, though a bit late, there are not as many bamboo shoots as in May, but it’s still considered spring shoots. If I can find a few, and if the fish traps I set earlier have caught some fish, I’ll be able to feast today.”

Bi Fang proceeded carefully through the bamboo forest, very much aware of the Bamboo Viper he had encountered before; these creatures tend to live in groups.

Finding one on the bamboo often implied a large number were lurking throughout the forest.

Moreover, with the surrounding colors being very similar, Bi Fang moved very cautiously, scanning the area multiple times before daring to advance.

Even the audience grew quiet, as it was genuinely frightful; given the Bamboo Viper’s mimicry, it was a clear case of visible me, hidden enemy – a single bite would be serious trouble.

In the narrow bamboo forest, many shoots were sprouting, towering as they broke through the soil, wantonly displaying their vitality.

But could those be eaten?

The viewers wondered why Bi Fang wouldn’t dig them up.

Unfortunately, they were inedible.

“Digging for shoots is actually a skill, not as simple as everyone imagines. The freshest and most tender shoots are those that are newly sprouted or just poking their heads out, approximately two to three centimeters above the ground. Any larger and the shoots become tough and old; those that are clearly visible are completely inedible, so finding spring shoots is not easy.”

“When digging for shoots, pay attention to the soil. If the soil appears loose and slightly raised, there’s likely a new shoot underneath.”

Bi Fang, holding the tree stick, poked around: “Those with experience can tell there is a shoot beneath from the cracks in the soil, especially where the cracks are large. One strike and you might not see it, but after two you might just see the tip of it; those are the tastiest shoots.”

After searching for a while, Bi Fang did indeed find a hidden bamboo shoot in a crack; kneeling down, he began to dig through the soil.

“Digging for shoots requires certain experience and skill. Experienced diggers can estimate the size by the tip and know the direction in which to dig, so with one strike, they can pull up the whole shoot.”

“Inexperienced people might not dig at all and try to pull it out with their hands, but that’s difficult because even the tenderest shoots are quite large and buried deep in the soil. Generally, loamy soil, especially that with a slope, is where you are most likely to find and dig up shoots.”

Unfortunately, Bi Fang lacked a hoe, so he could only dig around the shoot and then try to pull it out with his hands.

“If you see the tip of a shoot that is yellow, it might have just broken through the soil and be very tender. If the top is black, it’s quite old. If only a small part of the top is showing, don’t bother digging; it’s mostly lignified, tough to the bite, and indigestible.”

After much effort, Bi Fang finally unearthed the bamboo shoot buried deep in the soil, simply tied it up with vines, and carried it on his back.

Over the following hours, he continued this process. At one point, he encountered another Bamboo Viper, but unfortunately for Bi Fang, luck was not on his side.

It was a particularly timid venomous snake that sped away before Bi Fang could get close, allowing the viewers to finally see the swift leaping speed of the Bamboo Viper in the forest.

In the blink of an eye, it was gone, capable of startling anyone who wasn’t paying attention.

Luckily by around three or four in the afternoon, Bi Fang had dug up a total of eight large shoots. Even after peeling off the outer layers, there would be enough for several meals.

With such a haul, Bi Fang headed back towards the river. By now, the tree bark should have soaked enough. Along the way, he checked the traps but found them empty.

That dampened Bi Fang’s joy slightly, leaving him to pin his hopes on the fishing site.

At the water’s edge, Bi Fang lifted the tree bark, shook off the moisture, rolled it into a barrel shape as thick as a pure water bucket, and could contain quite a bit, then wrapped the bottom with palm leaves and secured it with rope.

“Since it’s tree bark, it would collapse if tied directly with rope. So we use a few branches with particularly good elasticity to prop it up inside, and then we’re done,” Bi Fang explained.

In just over half an hour, Bi Fang had fashioned a tree bark frame. After tying a few more vines, he even had shoulder straps, turning it into a makeshift backpack.

Filling it with the bamboo shoots he had dug up, there was still plenty of room left. The bamboo cylinders hanging at his waist were also filled with water.

Seeing Bi Fang seemingly equipped with everything, the audience exclaimed their praise, their comments indicating today had been extremely fruitful with a big pile of shoots, a variety of tools, and even a bowl for meals.

[From nothing to something, impressive, things are getting more complete!]

[Master Fang, impressive!]

[Mountain Stream Little Prince has gifted the streamer with a spaceship*1]

Following the stream to the river, Bi Fang located the fishing site he had set up earlier. The water in the fishing area was now murky, filled with brownish muddy water.

Bi Fang glanced at the fence and noticed no damage, indicating the fishing area was still effective.

He moved closer to check, and the muddy water was calm. Just as Bi Fang was about to insert the tree stick, suddenly, a fish tail leaped from the water, creating ripples.

Goods!

Bi Fang was overjoyed, but he didn’t act rashly. Instead, he stirred the water with the spear tip: “We need to ensure there are no other dangers in the water, such as water snakes.”

The water swirled, and as the sharp wooden spear probed the water, it instantly splashed up greatly.

Fish!

Lots of fish!

The audience was astounded; there was certainly more than one that had popped up.

At least three of them, and all of a decent size!

Bi Fang’s keen eyes spotted a thick catfish, about the size of a forearm.

He timed his strike perfectly to match its leap, spearing the catfish straight through.

Tucking the sturdily speared fish into the tree bark frame, Bi Fang prepared to catch more, but the rainforest, still bright with daylight moments ago, suddenly darkened.

Bi Fang looked up in surprise as a drop of water fell on his face.

It started to rain.

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