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Chapter 287 Survival (seeking a monthly ticket)

The situation is different from what they thought, and it seems that it is impossible to go to the snow mountain through other paths. The nest of the chocolate biscuit bird is the only and the best path.

So everyone had to go home and find a way.

After Tony picked up the dry firewood on the land in the forest, he was busy blocking the guttered holes in the cave so that the cave could live in. At the same time, he used sand, stones, bent branches, and mud to seal the entrance of the cave facing the south wind. A curved thin crack was left next to it, which could not only vent smoke and fire.

This four-square-meter cave was divided into two rooms, if it was worthy of being called a room. After all, the light was dark, and the beast would not feel satisfied. However, the cave was very dry, and the main room in the center could stand up straight. They laid another layer of fine sand on the ground. After all this was arranged, they thought they were very satisfied because there was no better place to find any other place.

"Maybe Natasha and Sasha have already dealt with the birds." Brother Haier said while helping Tony work.

"Probably." Tony shrugged and said, "But since we don't know, we must work as usual. Preparing without it is better than using it! Besides, listening to Sasha's tone before, we seem to have to live here for a while before solving those damn birds." As he said that, he continued to work.

"But then again," Tony said curiously to Brother Haier while working. After all, what they are looking for now is the treasure left by One Piece. If you know what kind of person he is, it will be beneficial to treasure hunting. After all, the treasure left by a person full of evil is definitely different from the treasure left by a righteous and brave person. Even the treasure hunting is different.

"What kind of person is One Piece...?"

"This..." Hearing Tony's words, Brother Haier thought for a moment and said, "If he is alive, he must be an amazing person at all. Maybe he will become one of the vertices of dimensions."

"Dimensional vertex?" Tony heard a new noun.

"This doesn't matter." Brother Haier shook his head and continued, with an obvious admiration.

One Piece Roger, who is respected by the entire dimension, is a pirate with all the wealth, reputation and power at sea. He is the captain of the Roger Pirates who conquered the great routes in history. He is also the owner of the legendary treasure." After talking about several titles in a series, Brother Haier continued: "He was born in the Zeent dimension, and he thought about it. Only a heroic dimension like Zeent can give birth to such a hero!"

"At sea, he is known as one of the most dangerous forces in the world, but even so, in legend, he is as straightforward as a child. He cherishes his partners very much, and therefore gains the trust of his partners. Because he does not want the enemy to pursue his partners behind him, he never escapes even when facing a strong enemy..."

With Brother Haier's story, Tony probably learned what kind of character the legendary One Piece is.

"In this way, although he is called One Piece, he is essentially an explorer!" Tony gave a definition: "This is different from the pirates I imagined that burned, killed, and looted."

"Of course it's different." Brother Haier looked at Tony with a strange look: "Because of the explosion of the previous universe, the remaining immigrants in the previous universe are already a small part. Even if the dimension space is not as big as the entire multiverse, we do not have any problem of scarcity of resources because of the decrease in residents. So even in the name of pirates, we don't need to do bad things. In other words, the contradictions between major dimensions are mainly concentrated in the disputes of ideas."

"Okay." Hearing Brother Haier say this, Tony suddenly felt that the living environment in various dimensions is really called "no disputes with the world."

"But then again." Turning his head, Brother Haier looked around and said, "Why haven't Sasha and Natasha come back yet? Logically speaking, it doesn't take long. It's just an observation."

"I think they will be back in a while." Tony was relieved to Natasha and Sasha. Even in his opinion, the two women put Brother Haier and him together just to avoid dragging the two of them back. Although thinking this way hurts Stark's self-esteem, Tony thinks this is true.

"Now," Tony looked around for a week and said, "Now, just wait for those two big beauties to come back."

As soon as the words came to an end, Natasha and Sasha accompanied each other and came back swayingly.

"I'm so tired." As soon as I came back, Sasha sat on the ground, then breathed heavily. She turned around and asked Tony: "Is there anything to eat? It's late now."

I came to the island in the early morning, and then I spent an hour walking around the first island, and then came to this island that they thought was a real mysterious treasure. Then I met a chocolate biscuit bird at noon, and turned back to the beach to see if there were any other roads to the snow-capped mountains. I calculated the time this way, it should be late at night now.

"If we eat, we can prepare now." Tony spoke. After saying that, he was a little embarrassed. Because this was like a housewife in a soap opera in the 1980s. If it was in an adult movie in the island country, he should say that he would eat first or eat me first...

"Ahem." He interrupted his unrealistic thoughts from his mind, and Tony began to assemble the stove with Brother Haier.

Brother Haier was more skillful than Tony. Although it was only one afternoon and there were no tools available. However, they still used simple wood and some things brought from the helicopter to renovate the entire cave. Even said that the house was only about to build a stove at present, so they lived together.

Of course, it is also very simple to make stoves in the wild. Just pile up stones and leave a small hole in the middle of the stone pile. Then lay a few flat stones under the thin slit openings. This will not only release the smoke, but also the heat will not be taken out of the small space.

"Then now the problem is." After the furnace was built, several people looked at each other: "How should we light the fire? Could it be..." As he said that, he knocked on the reactor on his chest: "Would you use my reactor to fire? Haha." He joked.

"Well... we can still make fire by wiping wood like natives." Sasha suggested: "I have read a science and education channel. It is said that this method is very simple. The natives on the Pacific Island often use this method."

"Ha, you try it!" After hearing Sasha's words, Tony spoke, looking at Sasha as if she was looking at a mentally retarded child: "In addition to being able to move your arms, see if you can make a fire."

The child followed the sailors out, and they searched carefully on the beach, in the cracks of rocks and on the river bank. The matchbox was copper and was easy to see, but after searching everywhere, they still couldn't find it.

"...what do?" Sasha spoke. After all, they were already far away from the helicopter. It was probably unlikely to find something to ignite. At high tide, the pebbles on the beach were washed by the waves.

"Why don't you use a match? Although I only have a few..." At this time, Brother Haier on the side suddenly spoke and took out a small match from somewhere.

"God, you are really an angel." Tony snatched the match and took it carefully. Although the match itself is not worth a penny, it is very precious to them now. After all, this is the only thing they can fire. Although the pistol can fire, it is not formal after all.

"Haha!" shouted Tony, "One is like a whole ship of matches!"

He took the matches and led his companions into the hole.

Then he asked Natasha to bring the firewood over. First, make sure it was dry, and then said, "The fire-driven paper must be prepared. I have only a few matches!"

"You need to say it." Natasha first handed a piece of paper to Tony.

Tony took the paper from Natasha, knelt in front of the firewood pile, raised the firewood, and put some dead grass, leaves and dry ground moss under it, so that the air circulates, it is easy to ignite the dry firewood. As a scientist, Tony showed the most perfect ignition situation at this time in theory.

He rolled the paper into a conical tube, and inserted it into the moss as if smoking in a windy place. Then he picked up a small piece of rough stone, wiped it carefully, held his breath, and gently scratched the matches on the stone.

"Brush!" He didn't scratch, so he scratched again.

The match sounded, and then a small ball of flame ignited, jumping on the match stick like an elf. At the same time, a smell of smoke came out. Tony calmly tilted the match down so that it would be more vigorous. Then he put the match in the paper tube, and after a few seconds, the paper tube and the ground moss were lit.

On the other side, Brother Haier blew hard with his mouth, trying to make the piled fire burn and the fire burn.

And Natasha and Sasha... In Sasha's words, for such a rough job, can you do two naturally beautiful beauties?

Fortunately, Tony and Brother Haier were enough. A minute later, the dry firewood made an explosion, and a pile of raging fire burned in the dark.

"Success!" Tony stood up and shouted, "This kind of nervousness is a little smaller than the reactor I changed to before. But it's just a matter of one thing." The fire is already burning. So as long as they always keep some red charcoal, the fire will not go out. However, they have a lot of firewood and there is a forest nearby, so new fuel can be replenished at any time.

"Don't be so fussy." Tony gave a blank look and said nothing, because this big pot was a wonderful stove. At the same time, the smoke in the stove easily opened outside the slit, and the chimney was setting fire. After a while, the cave quickly became warm. Although the weather was not cold now, they still prevented problems. After all, no one knew what kind of temperature the forest would be at night.

After waiting for a while, Sasha slowly picked up a few chocolate biscuit birds they brought back and put them in the boiling stream. After waiting for about five or six minutes, everyone smelled a strong chocolate fragrance...

"Gudu." Sasha said she was hungry, so Tony and Natasha were the same. So after asking about the taste, Tony's delicate body reacted first. After all, Tony is a Stark who likes to eat sweets and burgers.

"Try it." After the pot was opened, I saw that the original chocolate biscuit birds were gone. Now what was left in the pot was just sticky chocolate and biscuit pieces floating on it.

Sasha served everyone a bowl and handed him Tony's portion: "Although it's definitely not as delicious as that guy Susan. But this is a hunting monster after all, it's a terrible monster, and it's definitely more delicious than any delicacies you've ever eaten."

"Are you underestimating me?" Tony took the bowl handed over by Sasha in disbelief: "I, Tony Stark hasn't tried anything." As he said that, he blew the bowl and then took a sip.

"It smells good." Tony muttered. After all, aroma is an important part of chocolate flavor and a prelude to experience chocolate flavor. The current chocolate soup gives people a clean and rich feeling, which is very pleasant. Even the top chocolate on the earth has never given Tony this feeling.

"This!!!" As soon as the food was eaten, Tony enlarged his eyes: "It's like being tasting truffles!" The chocolate slowly melted between his lips and teeth. Although it was soup, the texture was strangely smooth. At the same time, the taste was fragrant and pleasant, just like mellow wine and coffee. The slight bitterness was accompanied by a light sweetness, and the aftertaste was endless. At least in Tony's feeling, this was a delicious food that even his favorite cheese burger could not compare to.

"How is it?" Sasha looked at Tony's appearance and spoke: "This thing is delicious. As long as it has a hunting level, it not only means difficult to capture rarity. At the same time, it also means that they surpass the deliciousness of physical ingredients. Because the ingredients themselves are at least beyond ordinary abnormal levels!"

"..." But at this time, Tony stopped talking. First, this time he was indeed slapped by Sasha in the face. Second, because he couldn't stop his mouth.

Three adults and one villain, within just half an hour, divided a large pot of chocolate biscuit soup cooked by the bird of chocolate biscuits. There was not even a single left in the bottom of the pot.

"So you're full and full." Sasha found a comfortable position and half-lying down, and spoke to several people.

"We should talk about serious things now!"

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