Chapter 196: Building a Shelter, Misdirection

Bell picked up the muskellunge he had caught and estimated its weight to be about ten kilograms.

Even after removing the internal organs, the remaining meat should be enough for two people to have their fill.

With Ped and the man’s gains, the three of them could have a hearty meal tonight.

“Wuwu…”

Just as Bell was thinking, he suddenly felt something touching his feet and saw Reserve Food looking at him pitifully.

A black line appeared on Bell’s forehead.

Bell immediately understood what the little guy meant.

He had forgotten about this little thing.

Reserve Food was looking at the muskellunge in his hand with shining eyes.

Arctic foxes ate meat as well.

Eating berries and tree roots was just to fill their stomachs, and it could not increase their subcutaneous fat

which was needed to withstand the cold.

Seeing the little guy’s pitiful expression, Bell could only cut off most of the fish tail with the dagger and give it to it.

Seeing that it really had a share, the little guy jumped up happily.

It rubbed against Bell affectionately.

Then, it began to wolf down the food.

Seeing the little guy like this, Bell felt a trace of sympathy.

This little guy did not have its mother to help it hunt. It had probably not eaten much meat since it was young.

Otherwise, it would not be so thin.

Bell also felt hungry after seeing the little guy wolf down the food.

Bell introduced the fish to the audience.

“This is muskellunge . They are very ferocious and eat a shocking amount every day. They can even eat food that is comparable to their weight. ”

After confirming everyone’s food intake, there was still some fish meat left.

Bell thought for a moment and planned to leave the remaining fish meat for the next day.

He did not want to experience the coldness of the river tomorrow morning, so he did not plan to fish tomorrow.

Bell hung a portion of the fish meat on the tree branch and began to cook his dinner.

Dinner was very simple. The three of them placed the fish into the canteens, filled them with river water, and slowly cooked them on the fire.

Another portion of the fish meat was roasted.

Soon, the fish skin began to crackle.

The collagen in the fish skin also emitted a fragrance.

Bell did not stay idle. He looked around to see if there was a suitable place to use as a shelter.

But after scanning the area, he realized that there was nothing.

“Unfortunately, we did not find a shelter as good as yesterday.

However, this is not necessarily a bad thing.

At least it means that there are no traces of the bears nearby.

We can only build a simple shelter tonight.

Fortunately, we have already started a fire, so it shouldn’t be too cold at night.”

The three of them quickly picked up some dead branches.

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A triangular frame was made and covered with the parachute.

Because there were three people in total, Bell did not dare to build it too narrow, which meant that the parachutes were far from enough.

Bell looked around and finally walked to a white birch tree.

Studying the thickness of the white birch tree, Bell nodded.

“Not bad. The bark of the white birch tree has many uses. Presumably, many people have seen it being used to start fire previously.

In addition, white birch bark can also be used as medicine.

But we don’t plan to use this as medicine today.”

Bell took out his dagger and cut a ring along the white birch tree.

Under Bell’s skilled action, a white birch tree bark about a meter square was quickly peeled off.

But this was far from enough.

After Bell taught Ped and the man, the three of them quickly gathered a large pile of white birch bark.

“Maybe some conservationists will be worried that these white birch trees will die when they see us skinning so many white birch trees.

But I want to tell everyone that there is no need to worry about this.

If it were other trees, they would definitely die after being skinned.

However, the growth of white birch trees is different from other trees. Even if the bark is peeled off, new bark will grow.

Because under normal circumstances, the bark of the white birch tree will fall off after a certain period of time, and the old bark will be replaced with new tender bark. ”

The three of them returned to the shelter and spread the white birch bark on the parachute cloth.

Then, he found some pine needles and laid them over the tent.

After doing all this, Bell nodded in satisfaction.

From a distance, the shelter built by the three of them was like a small slope.

In terms of concealment, it was not bad.

Moreover, because the outer layer had white birch bark and pine leaves, it became a form of protection due to the color.

“To be honest, there is no safety here.

If we encounter a black bear or brown bear, it probably will collapse with a slap. ”

While Bell was talking, the fish soup was ready, and the smell of fish meat drifted in the tent.

At this moment, Reserve Food had already finished the fishtail that Bell had given it and was looking at the fish meat roasting on the fire.

Looking at the other party’s gluttonous expression, Bell curled his lips and flicked the little fox’s head.

He turned the fish over to avoid burning it.

“This fragrance is indeed very tempting, but I don’t feel at ease eating it.

If there are brown bears or black bears nearby, they will definitely follow the smell. ”

Sometimes, in such an environment, one had to be in a highly tense state.

“It’s not that I’m too nervous, but there was a real case. A Canadian hunter entered the mountain to hunt and stuffed an apple into his pocket before sleeping. The cloth with the apple was placed under his head. When he was woken up in the middle of the night, he found a black bear beside him, constantly tearing his clothes to take out the apple.”

“I don’t want to wake up at night and find a brown bear or black bear beside me.

In fact, the reason why I hung the other half of the fish on the treetop is to attract the attention of these big guys.”

“The smell of fish is very strong. If anything happens, that portion can attract the attention of the bear and buy us time.”

As he spoke, the fish meat on the fire was finally cooked.

Bell couldn’t wait to take a piece.

He looked at the little fox and finally shook his head, throwing some to it.

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