Getting Salt in Your Own Skin

After finalizing the next plan, the moods of the three settled down a lot.

Let's find something to do!

Can't just lean here, otherwise it's easy to get sleepy.

And at this time, the long-lost system sent him a task prompt again...

Lu Zhe thought that after the initial period, the system would generally not issue some weird tasks anymore.

Because the host has adapted to island life, he can fully obtain potential points by finding supplies, making tools, helping companions, and so on.

In the jungle, getting fresh water is not too difficult, the difficult thing is getting salt.

After losing salt, the body will become weak and resistance will also decrease.

Currently, the most sensible method is to lick your skin to get salt.

Humans are sometimes strange. Do dogs really like to lick your hands and toes as a friendly gesture?

In fact, more often the reason is that they want to get your salt.

Not only dogs, cows and sheep sometimes also lick people's wrists to get salt.

People who have just bathed have not much salt on their skin surface, but after doing physical work and sweating, there will be a lot of salt attached to the human body surface.

Unlike the salt in urine, this has very low urea and can be ingested directly.

"You can lick your own skin to get salt. Ed Stafford did this when he lacked salt on the Eurōlaks Island!"

The two girls licked their wrists: "It's salty."

At this time, Ning Shu discovered two green dots shooting towards the camp from a distant tree.

"Hey hey hey, stop first!"

"What's wrong?"

"Look over there?"

Lu Zhe and Tang Xiaoguo looked over together.

Tang Xiaoguo also saw the two dots: "Wow, it really is a goblin!"

Lu Zhe's eyes, however, clearly saw the ambusher opposite them. It was less than a meter long, covered in beautiful spots, and was crouching in a tree, gazing at them.

This was a clouded leopard, a feline found in tropical and subtropical forests, whose range also includes the Himalayas.

Although ferocious and capable of capturing prey much larger than itself, it is timid.

Its main food consists of civets, pheasants and monkeys. It will not easily attack humans, especially with a campfire. So even being watched by it, the safety factor was still quite high.

Lu Zhe judged that it was probably the smell of the cooked meat in the lunchbox that attracted this greedy cat.

He wanted to reassure the two female classmates so they wouldn't be afraid.

But then he thought, with no danger at all, people can easily get sleepy. Occasional tense emotions are not necessarily a bad thing!

"What is that thing!"

Lu Zhe's expression became solemn: "It's a clouded leopard."

"A leopard?"

"The clouded leopard is a clouded leopard. It's neither a leopard nor a cat."

"Does it eat people?"

Lu Zhe solemnly told a lie: "It...likes to eat people the most!"

"Ah? It's looking at us, is it going to eat us!"

But to make this lie more believable, Lu Zhe added: "It's looking for a chance! It sleeps during the day and goes out at night, waiting for us to fall asleep so it can attack us."

The two girls were instantly frightened wide awake.

"What should we do?"

"It's staring at us, we should stare back at it and see who lasts longer."

"Okay!"

With this stimulant, Lu Zhe felt at ease.

But now, as the temperature kept dropping, they had to consider further modifications to the camp.

Tang Xiaoguo said: "Don't you feel like it's getting colder and colder, maybe because it's staring at us?"

Ning Shu lamented: "No way, isn't it because of the altitude and different air pressure?"

"A few dozen meters of altitude does not make much difference in air pressure."

Lu Zhe thought for a moment: "I guess it should be that the sea surface was heated by the sun during the day, so it can still emit some heat at night. The vegetation on the island is also relatively lush, which can block some sea breeze and prevent the temperature from dropping rapidly. So places at lower altitudes are warmer."

"What should we do then?"

"Have you all read the textbook story from childhood, Master of the Big Forest?"

The two girls nodded.

"You two keep an eye on that clouded leopard. Let's use the old hunter's method to keep warm!"

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