Are You Telling An Eight-Year-Old To Survive In The Wilderness? - Chapter 241
Chapter 241: Good Luck, Red-footed Tortoise
Bell was surprised to see this. He did not expect the butterflies to approach him.
After careful observation, Bell realized that the two butterflies were sucking his sweat.
Bell zoomed in.
“Can you see this? These bright goddess butterflies are drinking my sweat.
The Amazon rainforest itself is a place that lacks salt.
Butterflies also need to replenish their salt. Many times, they fly to a turtle’s head to drink its tears.
The turtle’s tears contain salt and minerals. ”
At this point, Bell was stunned for a moment. He seemed to have thought of something and looked at the place where the two butterflies had stopped.
The two bright goddess butterflies were shocked and quickly flew away.
Bell ignored them and looked at a dead branch.
A brown tortoise head gradually appeared on the dead leaf.
No wonder the two bright goddess butterflies had been staying here.
Bell’s eyes and thoughts were attracted to the shining bright goddess butterflies, so he was not able to notice it.
Fortunately, it was not too late.
This should be a tortoise.
Normally, tortoises were not as active as sea turtles. Most of the time, they would stay in one place for many days without moving.
The skin color of the tortoise blended perfectly with the surrounding dead leaves.
Even Bell did not notice this exquisite disguise.
If not for these two butterflies, he would not have known even if he walked over.
The tortoise did not make any movement even when seeing Bell approach it.
This tortoise was very confident in its disguise.
Bell bent down and grabbed the tortoise’s shell, lifting it out.
This tortoise was not big, only about 30 centimeters, but it looked very thick.
He observed the patterns on the tortoise’s back and limbs.
“Look, this is a red-footed tortoise.
There are red spots on its legs, which is the reason for its name.
This type of tortoise usually eats fallen fruits.
They also feed on some rotten meat.
However, this guy is not too lucky because he is going to be my food. ”
As if sensing that it was in danger, the red-footed tortoise retracted its head and limbs into its shell.
But Bell did not plan to let it go.
He took out the dagger from his waist and stabbed it into its head.
The fatal blow killed the tortoise without letting it suffer much pain.
Putting away the dagger, Bell raised the red-footed tortoise and opened his mouth, drinking the blood that flowed out.
A red-footed tortoise did not have much blood.
The flowing blood stopped very fast.
“The taste is not good. If not for the fact that it can replenish salt and minerals, I probably would not have drank this.”
Tortoise meat was high in quality and fat. It could be said to be a great food in the wilderness.
However, a tortoise usually stayed in one place and did not move.
They also carried many parasites on their body.
Therefore, Bell felt that it was better to cook it first.
He stuffed the dead red-footed tortoise into his backpack and set off again.
It was not raining today, and Bell hoped it would not rain. Otherwise, his wound would be drenched again.
Perhaps because the two bright goddess butterflies brought him luck, Bell found a small bamboo forest not long after.
This made Bell overjoyed.
He quickly walked forward and knocked the bamboo with his dagger.
After some probing, he finally heard a muffled sound from a bamboo.
Those who had watched Bell’s streams knew what was going on.
Bell cut a hole in the bamboo, and clear water surged out.
Bell quickly went forward and drank the water.
This bamboo was very thick and contained a lot of water.
After drinking the water, Bell breathed in relief.
“This feels really good.
Perhaps I have become lucky because I saw those two bright goddess butterflies.
Now, there is food and water. ”
In the Amazon rainforest, bamboo usually did not grow tall.
The main reason was that they grew under tall trees and could not receive enough sunlight every day.
However, there was enough water here for them to grow.
The excess water was stored in the bamboo.
It was for the dry season.
Bell put down his backpack and began to collect the dried bamboo on the ground.
Soon, more than ten bamboos were gathered in front of Bell.
Bell cut the bamboo to the length of an arm.
“I remember telling everyone in Australia that bamboo is the most valuable plant to survivalists in the wilderness.
In this environment, only plants like bamboo can help us start a fire.
Looks like we will be able to eat hot food soon.
But we have to be fast because this is the rainforest after all. Who knows when it will rain.
We have to cook this red-footed tortoise and eat it before it rains.”
During the rainy season, it was a great blessing to be able to eat hot food in the tropical rainforest.
Bell was in a good mood, and his actions were much faster.
He kept waving the dagger in his hand, and the bamboo sticks were thrown to the ground.
Soon, a good amount of bamboo shavings and sticks were gathered.
He stepped on half a bamboo plank and quickly used the bowstring method to make a fire.
The efficiency was very high. After a while, the black smoke had already squeezed out of the groove.
Seeing this, Bell stopped and gathered the bamboo dust and shavings, carefully blowing on it.
“You have to do it slowly. There is too much humidity here. It will only take a short while for the fire materials to become wet. At that time, it will be even more difficult to start a fire.”
Bell did not stop while talking. Thick smoke rose from the shavings, and Bell choked until tears flowed out of his eyes.
Fortunately, his effort paid off.
The fire became stable and continued to grow strong.
Seeing this, Bell was finally relieved.
He quickly took out the red-footed tortoise and placed it on the fire.
The thick tortoise shell could prevent the meat from being burnt. He only had to wait for half an hour or so before it was cooked.
Sitting beside the fire, Bell added a few bamboo sticks from time to time.
He was very satisfied.
