diskusbooks Chapter 123 Snakeskin Stockings
Chapter 123 Snakeskin Stockings
"So... that kind of fine sand can actually promote evolution?"
"But you can't eat too much at once, otherwise you'll end up like Lord Mink, overheating your body?"
After the little sable had eaten its fill and replenished its energy, the fisherman had more or less figured it out.
Upon hearing this, Cangnian nodded.
That's it!
"Therefore, we need to separate and collect the good stuff from these ashes."
Tiger, the method you used before was probably to let it settle. This good stuff has a high density and is insoluble in water, so it will sink to the bottom.
Pour off the foam and dissolved ash water; what's left is fine sand!
Seeing that Cangnian had confirmed his guess, the fisherman continued his analysis.
Then, he couldn't help but wonder how he could help separate the fine sand.
But after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't come up with any ideas.
Although the method of separation is very simple, he is now in the jungle and has no other options.
If this were in Kangcheng, he could simply hire a group of people to use buckets to dissolve the ash in water, let it settle, and then pour it out.
Many hands make light work, which will definitely lead to higher efficiency!
But now, he has neither anyone nor a bucket.
In the south, bamboo can be used as a natural container.
But this is the snowy mountains of Northeast China, where are there wild bamboos?
Therefore, if he were to offer help, he could only see if his special ability would be of any use.
"Laws! Plastic buckets?"
Thinking this, the fisherman tentatively shouted.
But unsurprisingly, his ability failed to detect the object, and he couldn't conjure a bucket out of thin air.
Seeing the fisherman's sudden outburst, Cang Nian's eyes narrowed...
Isn't this a fool?
"Ouch~!"
Ignoring him, Cangnian looked at the little sable and told it what to do next.
Cang Nian himself has experienced the same mental journey as the angler.
Since evolutionary factors that can promote evolution can be separated from these ashes, we should of course separate them out as soon as possible!
But after thinking it over, Cang Nian couldn't come up with any conventional way to speed things up.
Therefore, the only way to separate them is by using the little sable's storage space.
In fact, in the wild, there is no more efficient way to store things than a small sable.
The space has eight cubic meters, and nothing will stick inside. If you fill it with seven cubic meters of water and one cubic meter of ash at once, it should be able to separate them.
It just means you have to make many trips back and forth.
After all, this thing is ash, so you can't just carry it around in your mouth and drag a whole bunch of it.
Click~!
Just then, a voice came from the pile of ashes.
Turning my head, I saw that the black king snake was covered in a layer of grayish color, and a crack had opened on the top of its head.
Clearly, it's about to shed its skin again.
"Oh! By the way, the skin shed by the black king snake actually makes a great container!"
Although filling it with water might be a bit of a hassle, filling it with ash will definitely be no problem!
"If that's the case, then if we peel off a whole snakeskin, we can use it to hold the ashes and then haul it to the riverbank, which would speed things up!"
Upon seeing the Black King Serpent, an idea popped into Cangnian's mind!
"Ouch~!"
Thinking this, Cang Nian looked at the fisherman, pointing at the black king snake and the pile of ashes, and gesticulated wildly as he explained to him that he should peel off the black king snake's old skin completely.
"Uh... I get it! Tiger, you want me to peel off Snake's skin intact to use as a container for this ash?"
After listening for a while and observing for a long time, the fisherman finally understood what Cang Nian meant.
Seeing that he finally understood, Cang Nian nodded emphatically.
Since they can't speak, communicating with humans is very difficult.
Now, when he communicates with his tiger dad, tiger mom, tiger brother, as well as the little sable and black king snake, he only needs to follow his instincts and shout out what he wants to say, and they can roughly understand him.
But the fisherman certainly doesn't speak "tiger language," and without precise body language, it's quite difficult to make him understand rather complex ideas.
Seeing Cang Nian nod in affirmation, the fisherman approached the black king snake and began to carefully skin it.
The black king snake had already understood Cang Nian's meaning, so it obediently stayed still in place, even cooperating with the fisherman's skinning actions.
Simply peeling off the black king snake's old skin is a task that Cang Nian himself, and even Tiger Brother, could do.
However, to ensure that the torn skin remains intact and can be used to collect ashes, only the fisherman's nimble human hands can do it.
"Phew...it's finally peeled off!"
It took the fisherman quite a while to completely peel off the black king snake's old skin.
That wasn't all. He then pulled out a dagger and cut off the part of the old skin that corresponded to the head of the black king snake.
The black king snake's old skin is actually quite tough.
However, just like a piece of cloth, if it's intact, it's not easy to tear no matter how you crumple it.
But if there are a few small cuts on the edge of the fabric, it will break very easily!
After being trimmed by the fisherman, the black king snake's old skin no longer had such gaps, and the entire skin was quite tough and would not break easily.
Next, the fisherman took the snakeskin from the opening and rolled it up in circles, like preparing to put on stockings, until it resembled a donut but with a membrane in the middle.
However, this is much bigger than a donut.
Even the skin that a black king snake has just shed is fifty centimeters wide, much thicker than most people's waist!
With a container for the ash, the fisherman didn't mince words. He paddled over the ash heap with both hands like a dog and began digging into it.
While digging, he also loosened the burlap sack a bit, and after a while, he finally filled the burlap sack!
The sturdy snakeskin bag, over thirty meters long and half a meter wide, was bulging with contents, resembling a sausage without any knots or sections.
Having done all that, the fisherman felt quite accomplished. After resting for a moment, he gripped the opening of the snakeskin bag tightly, hoisted it onto his shoulder, and prepared to drag it.
Plop~!
The next second, he fell flat on his face, and when he got up, his entire face was evenly covered with ash, looking like a lump of coal.
"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! Tiger, I can't pull it..."
The fisherman spat out the ashes in his mouth and then remembered how big the black king snake was.
Over thirty meters long and fifty centimeters wide, this snakeskin bag, when fully filled, had a volume of three or four cubic meters!
Although the density of ash is quite low, this sack of ash must contain at least a ton!
He has evolved, but he hasn't reached the level of a superhuman, so naturally he can't drag it anymore.
Ouch~!
At this moment, Tiger Dad swaggered over, chin held high, casually showing off his well-defined, large, and solid muscles.
This kind of physical work is best left to a tough guy like myself!
"Please come in, Mr. Tiger! Let me tie the bag up for you!"
The fisherman gave an awkward yet obsequious smile.