Are You Telling An Eight-Year-Old To Survive In The Wilderness?

Chapter 250: Crossing the River


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“Black caiman is a very patient hunter.

There was once a biologist who came to the Amazon rainforest alone.

A black caiman had been hiding under the boathouse for nine months. Finally, it found an opportunity to attack the biologist.

Although the biologist survived, he lost a leg.

From this, it can be seen how patient these guys are. ”

Looking carefully at the riverbank, Bell suddenly realized that there was an animal corpse in the bushes beside the river.

Because the bushes were lush, he could not see clearly which animal’s corpse it was.

Bell could only vaguely see two legs.

He carefully probed it.

He pushed the weeds away with the wooden stick.

Only then did Bell see that it was half an animal corpse.

The upper half of its body had been torn off.

Bell squatted down and observed carefully.

He finally confirmed that this was the lowland tapir.

Moreover, judging from the freshness of its blood, it had been dead for less than two hours.

Bell said to the live-stream.

“I found a corpse of an animal.

Moreover, it has not been dead for long.

If I am not wrong, it should have been attacked by the black caiman when it was drinking water by the river.

Because if it were attacked by a jaguar, with its habits, it would drag its prey into the rainforest and not stay by the river. ”

After checking the bite marks on the corpse, Bell frowned.

“According to the bite marks, this black caiman should be about five meters long.

This is not small.

The reason why I am saying this is that if it was smaller than this size, it would not be able to bite this tapir off.

This corpse is warning me that there is a big guy in this river. ”

Bell’s frown deepened.

After thinking for a moment, Bell sat on the ground and began to cut the meat with the dagger.

No matter what, he had to fill his stomach first.

Bell cut off a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

He said as he chewed.

“This is also an unexpected surprise. Let’s replenish some energy before this thing rots.

Because it will definitely be very dangerous to cross the river. ”

Black caiman belonged to the Alligatoridae family.

Whether it was its size or its bite strength, it was inferior to true crocodiles.

For example, Nile crocodiles and saltwater crocodiles.

But the target of comparison also depended on the level of the opponent.

Black caiman was at a disadvantage against the crocodiles of the same size, but the situation was completely different when the target was Bell. It had domineering superiority.

It was five meters long and was definitely a giant in the water. Such a huge body was quite rare among the black caiman.

If he was really bitten by it, Bell would end up just like the tapir’s corpse.

Of course, if they were ashore, Bell would not be so nervous.

After all, among all the crocodiles, the black caiman’s strength was the smallest.

With Bell’s current strength, he could easily control it with one hand.

He could even stab the dagger into its head very calmly.

But if it were in the water, the situation would change.

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The black caiman in the water was countless times more agile than Bell.

After eating till he was slightly filled, Bell did not continue eating.

It was not because there was not enough food, but because if he ate too much, most of the blood would be concentrated in his stomach to help with digestion, making his reaction slow.

Although it was only a few milliseconds, this was a matter of life and death.

Even if it was less than that, he had to adjust his condition to the limit.

Perhaps this inconspicuous millisecond could save his life.

Bell did not plan to bring the remaining meat. After all, the meat would rot in about an hour.

He had no way to preserve it.

“It might not be all bad news. At the very least, as far as I know, the black caiman is a cold-blooded animal.

To be precise, all crocodiles are cold-blooded animals. A portion of their energy comes from sunlight.

Therefore, they are not in a hunting state all the time.

It has already completed the hunt and eaten a portion of the food. It should not need to eat for a while.

This also greatly reduces our danger factor. ”

Bell stood up as he spoke.

Looking at the surging river, Bell said.

“But we can’t let down our guard because there are too many dangerous things in this river.

It’s not just the black caiman that can threaten us.

I’m not planning to swim over like this, because this is really risky. ”

Bell turned around and moved to the rainforest. He began to cut some branches.

He did not forget to explain to the audience.

“Actually, my idea is very simple. I want to create a wooden plank with buoyancy.

As long as we can float on the water, we can avoid most dangers. ”

The river in front of him was not wide, only less than 30 meters, but the main point was that the water was too rapid.

Therefore, it was not realistic to swim over directly.

Bell wanted to lie on the float and cross to the other side of the river.

The floating board was not a raft, so the difficulty of making it was slightly lower.

Bell was very agile. In a short time, he cut off five to six tree branches as thick as an arm.

After cutting off the branches, he tied them together with vines.

In ten minutes, he made a two-meter-long and half-meter-wide floating board.

The prop looked very simple, and the audience in the live-stream knew Bell’s luck in water. They couldn’t help but wonder if this thing could float on the water.

In fact, even Bell did not have much hope.

But this thing was just to add a buoyant force.

It could isolate him from the water and add a layer of protection against attacks of the creatures in the water.

Arriving at the river, Bell suddenly thought of something and returned to the rainforest to find a thick vine.

Then, under everyone’s strange gazes, he wrapped it around his waist and crotch.

Seeing this, the audience in the live-stream couldn’t help but laugh.

“Hahaha, what are you afraid of, Bell? You’re still young.”

“So Bell is afraid of something too.”

“It’s okay. A man knows when to yield and when not to.”

“A little disappointing, right?”

“I’ve already taken a screenshot of this. Hurry up and give me a moderator position, or I’ll destroy you.”

“Hahaha, previous poster, you have to queue up.”

“Bell, there’s something wrong with the current you.”

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