Getting Fresh Water from Cotton Socks

However, while complaining, he carefully thought that this was also the only choice!

So, Lu Zhe said, "Although there is no special filtering device, the current situation can still be filtered!"

"Filter with what?"

"Socks!"

"Ah, socks again??" Ning Shu's eyes widened: "Whose?"

"I was soaking in seawater before, my shoes and socks were contaminated with too much salt, so you probably don't want to use my socks to filter!"

Ning Shu said annoyedly: "Who...who wants to use yours!"

Lu Zhe nodded: "You fell in the jungle and didn't wade through seawater, so the salt content of your socks shouldn't be too high and can be used for filtering!"

"I have to say, Lu Zhe, why do you always come up with such heavy tastes? Putting socks on foreheads is already overboard, can the filtered water be drank?"

"Of course!"

Lu Zhe explained: "Pure cotton socks can just hold back mud, and water will seep out from the tiny holes in the cotton socks! Although it's psychologically somewhat unbearable, it can indeed save lives!"

"Where did you learn such weird survival knowledge from?"

"Survival experts Bear Grylls and Ed Stafford have done it before!"

"Are you sure...you're not deliberately making fun of me?"

"Of course not, I'm very serious! If possible, I'd like to borrow a pair from you too!"

Ning Shu blushed: "No way, giving socks to a boy to drink water, just thinking about it feels weird!"

Lu Zhe nodded and lay down on the grass: "Then drink it yourself, just that if I die of thirst later, remember to bury me, so I don't have to crawl up to find you guys on the seventh day after death..."

"How can you be like this..."

Ning Shu was really at a loss with him!

But while complaining, she also understood that Lu Zhe had done so much for the classmates, and his physique was also consumed a lot.

It was only right for her to contribute as well.

Moreover, she also liked watching survival programs, and when she thought about it, Uncle Bear did seem to have used this method before.

She hesitated for a moment, sighed, "I feel like I'm really crazy to be doing this!"

That said, she took off her shoes and socks, then hesitated, and handed Lu Zhe one of her little white socks!

"Here you go! Don't dislike it!"

Lu Zhe took it and looked at it. After walking in the jungle for so long, the bottom was still snow white. He sniffed it, it didn't stink, just had a faint scent of sweat.

"Don't smell it!" Ning Shu pounded him angrily.

"I just wanted to see if I could accept it myself. It looks like Class Monitor, even your sweat is like a goddess's, very acceptable!"

"That's..."

Then, Lu Zhe picked up some tree bark, dug some wet soil and put it in the little white sock.

Then he tightened the mouth and slowly squeezed it. Sure enough, clear water droplets condensed below!

Ning Shu was puzzled at first, then surprised: "It actually produced water!"

Lu Zhe held it over his head, then raised his head upwards and used his mouth to catch the dripping clear water.

It felt quite quenching.

Ning Shu hesitated for a moment, then followed suit. Indeed she also drank the water!

"How does it feel?"

"Hmm, not bad! Very quenching, but didn't you say it was fresh water? Why is it still a little salty..."

"That's the sweat stains on your socks!"

Ning Shu gagged!

Lu Zhe teased: "Haha, you even dislike yourself?"

"It has nothing to do with whether it's my own or not, anyone's would be disliked!"

"Imagine yourself as a little fairy!"

"I am one to begin with!"

...

The two of them leaned against each other back-to-back sitting on the grass, bickering while drinking the water filtered through the socks!

Under the afternoon sunshine, the scene was rather sweet and romantic!

After changing the wet soil three times, not a single drop of water could be squeezed out anymore, but the two’s extreme thirst symptoms were also relieved.

"Ding! Obtained new freshwater source, potential point +1!"

Lu Zhe nodded: "Let's go, keep looking!"

He shook the dirt off the socks and put them away.

Lu Zhe pulled her up and they searched around the bushes again, but found neither fresh water nor tuber plants!

Just then, Lu Zhe discovered a bush that grew small yellowish fruits, about the size of dates!

He wondered if they were edible!

He picked one and information about this thing appeared in his mind!

Ning Shu also came over: "What's this, little dates?"

Lu Zhe shook his head: "This is called wild persimmon, scientific name Diospyros kaki, a kind of wild fruit! When ripe it can be eaten, but now it’s still unripe, too sour and astringent, and can easily cause diarrhea! We might as well remember this place and come back when it’s ripe in a few days.....”

When he turned around, Ning Shu had already snapped off a branch with more than a dozen wild persimmons hanging on it.

It turned out that when she heard that ripe ones were edible, she hastily plucked them off!

Lu Zhe smiled bitterly: “Please Class Monitor Ning, could you listen to everything I say next time!"

Ning Shu stuck out her tongue embarrassingly: "I was just too anxious!"

Just then, a scream came from afar, followed by hurried whistles. Lu Zhe and Ning Shu were both shocked: "Crap, something happened at the camp!"

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