Chapter 195: Reserve Food Should Be Fattened

In this situation, Bell had to race against time.

But the work in his hand was a meticulous job, making him tense up.

By any chance, if water or snow dripped on the spark, all his efforts would be in vain.

However, with his current physique and skills, there was no chance of error.

“Faster, faster, faster!”

Although he was extremely anxious, his actions were not affected at all.

The wood had to be rubbed again and again to reach the ignition point.

Ped and the man were still moving their bodies to prevent their body temperature from falling to a dangerous temperature.

The little fox watched Bell’s actions and did not know what he was doing, but it did not disturb him.

They looked like passersby watching a show.

Seeing that the rabbiteye blueberries had fallen to the ground, the little fox thought that it could eat it.

It watched Bell working as it ate the blueberries.

Seeing this guy’s relaxed expression, Bell gritted his teeth in anger.

Eat, eat, eat. You only know how to eat. If there is no food today, I will eat you.

The little fox did not notice Bell’s dangerous expression.

It was still watching with a cute expression.

At this moment, a wisp of green smoke suddenly floated out of the groove in the wood.

Seeing this, a trace of hope rose in Bell’s heart. He used the last of his strength to speed up.

More and more green smoke rose.

He carefully poured the wood shavings into the kindling.

He looked at it expectantly.

At this moment, a drop of sweat or melted snow fell from Bell’s head.

Bell quickly caught the drop of water.

Only then did he preserve this weak flame.

Without daring to delay, Bell kept increasing his speed. After some work, a ball of fire finally appeared.

After adding the kindling, the fire gradually became stronger.

Bell heaved a sigh of relief.

The little fox saw the flames and subconsciously took a few steps back in fear.

Bell was in no mood to pay attention to this guy.

At this temperature, this little guy would be fine.

On the other hand, if he could not warm up, he would probably really die.

The fire rose. Bell quickly took off his clothes and began to dry them.

At the same time, he called Ped and the man over.

With the fire, Bell finally felt a sense of security.

As the temperature increased, the blood circulation in his body gradually returned to normal.

He cut a few branches and built a simple frame. After wringing the clothes, he began to dry them.

The temperature of the fire caused the water in the clothes to gradually evaporate.

Reserve Food had never seen such a scene. It couldn’t help but stick its head out, its eyes filled with curiosity.

It even forgot about the food.

Sitting beside the fire, Bell heaved a sigh of relief.

“We don’t have much time now. It will be completely dark in about three hours.

But it will take some time to dry the clothes.

We can’t go anywhere before this is over.

Our only choice now is to build a shelter here.

Fortunately, this place is very close to the river, so we can get fresh water.

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As for food, we can only try our luck and see if we can catch a few fish.

When we were upstream, I saw some rainbow trout and pikes in the water.”

Although Bell was young, after the system’s strengthening and this period of training, his muscles were quite prominent.

The audience was amazed.

Time passed slowly.

Their body temperature finally stabilized and returned to normal.

After clenching his fists and sensing that his condition was normal, Bell found a hard and straight tree branch.

He tied his dagger to it and made a simple harpoon. The other two also did the same.

The three of them carried the harpoons to the river.

They began to observe the water.

Although the temperature was below zero, it did not freeze because it was moving.

However, the three of them were not in good condition.

Because of the cold, they lost a lot of heat.

At the same time, it made them feel even hungrier.

This feeling was simply maddening.

Holding harpoons, the three of them wore boxer shorts and kept searching in the cold river.

However, they did not gain anything immediately, making Bell almost focus on the small Reserve Food.

However, at this moment, Bell suddenly realized that there seemed to be some abnormal fluctuations in the water ahead.

There seemed to be something hidden inside.

Bell was delighted and carefully approached.

The harpoon in his hand began to accumulate strength waiting for the moment to be pierced into the creature.

After getting closer, Bell finally realized what was in the water. It was a muskellunge.

It was obvious from the name that this was a ferocious freshwater fish.

Their adaptability was very strong. Not only could they be found in the cold water region, but they were also in the warm water region.

This muskellunge was 50 centimeters long. If he could catch it, he could resolve the problem of his food.

Bell couldn’t help but swallow.

Bell gestured for the camera to keep quiet.

“Be quiet now. We only have one chance.

When fishing with the harpoon, we have to be fast and precise.

But at the same time, we have to pay attention to the reflection of light in the water.

This will affect our vision judgment.

If you are not able to judge the light dispersion properly, it will seem like you pierced the fish, but the fish would have brushed past you.

The correct way is to stab the front of the fish. ”

With that, Bell suddenly stabbed the harpoon into the water.

The dagger did not disappoint and pierced through the fish’s body.

But surprisingly, this fish seemed to have a strong vitality and was not killed in one blow.

Although it was stabbed, it actually twisted its body and swam towards the center of the river with the harpoon.

Bell was about to go crazy from hunger. How could he let it escape?

He couldn’t care less about the cold river water. He jumped into the river and grabbed the muskellunge.

Because it was already fatally injured, the muskellunge could not do much.

After more than ten seconds of struggling, it was finally caught by Bell and dragged back to shore.

Bell did not dare to delay and quickly returned to the fire.

As time passed, Ped and the man also caught a fish each. Although their fish were not as big as the fish Bell had caught, it was enough for the two of them.

After warming up, Bell pulled the muskellunge over.

“We’re very lucky. We finally obtained food.”

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