Today, I Have Yet to Become a Doll (Dollpolcalypse)

Chapter 1291 Extra: Du Fu 17 (Additional Update for Lin)

The water in the bamboo joints is cool and has no peculiar smell, with a natural fragrance of vegetation.

The only drawback is that there are few, too few!

Fu Miaoxue only took two sips and then it was gone.

"It's not enough to drink at all!" The eldest lady curled her lips in dissatisfaction, "I didn't even taste it, it was gone!"

Du Lai was sawing the second section of bamboo and replied without raising his head: "This is water, not soup. Of course it has no taste."

This was a bit sarcastic. After hearing this, Fu Miaoxue narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at the back of Du Lai's head: "Don't you want that 100 million anymore?"

"...I want it." Du Lai saw off another piece of bamboo and handed it to Fu Miaoxue, "What I mean is that this method of getting water can only be used as an emergency. If the rescue team never comes, we will have to think of other ways."

Fu Miaoxue raised her head and drank it all in one gulp, wiped her mouth and asked, "What can I do?"

"Find a water source, or find a way to make a container to collect rainwater." Du Lai thought for a while, "How to disinfect is a problem. If you can't boil the water, you will definitely get sick if you drink it directly. Food is also a problem..."

Fu Miaoxue said: "Can't you drill wood to make fire?"

Du Lai: "..."

Seeing that he was silent again, the eldest lady said impatiently: "Can you please say something? What's the use of just looking at me? I don't know how to use wood to make fire!"

Fine……

It turns out she wasn't joking, she was serious.

Du Lai continued sawing bamboo and said slowly: "The success rate of drilling wood to make fire is very low, not to mention we are in a tropical jungle with high humidity..."

Even if you rub off a layer of skin, you may not be able to rub out a single spark.

"Then how are we going to make a fire?" Fu Miaoxue bit her lips in frustration, "My clothes are all wet and my shoes are soaked with water. I still want to warm up to the fire."

Du Lai didn't answer. He just hoped that rescue would come soon, because he was not sure how long he could last...

Water, food, temperature, poisonous insects, diseases... In this kind of place, any mistake can be fatal.

Du Lai sawed more than a dozen sections of bamboo in a row, fed Fu Miaoxue, drank a few sips to quench his thirst, and gave the remaining bit to the monkey.

At this time, the sky had darkened significantly, and their destination for the night had not yet been found.

He gritted his teeth, speeded up, and sawed another seven or eight sections of bamboo. Then he tore his clothes into strips of cloth, wrapped the strips around the bamboo, and hung it on himself like a gourd string, which was heavy.

His palms were burning and painful, red and swollen. Fortunately, Fu Miaoxue was wise this time. Seeing that he was covered with bamboo tubes, she didn't force him to carry her on his back, and she followed obediently with the cage in her hands.

But she walked really slowly.

It was like I had never walked on a road in my life. I stumbled and fell every few steps, and I either screamed in fright from insects or was scratched by branches.

When Du came to see her miserable state, he was too embarrassed to speak and urge her.

He stood in front waiting for her.

Fu Miaoxue fell again. She got up from the ground, bit her lip and looked at him.

The two were relatively speechless.

After a long while, she said: "How about... you better carry me, and I will give you another ten million."

Du Lai: "..."

He thought for a while and said to her sincerely: "Miss, I can't carry another 100 million."

She argued so loudly and angrily, but was rejected ruthlessly. The eldest lady suddenly became angry, pointing at the bamboo tube on his body and complained: "Why are you carrying so many bamboos! Are you deliberately not trying to carry me!"

Du Lai was not surprised by her reaction and replied calmly: "We have nothing now. If it rains, these bamboo tubes can at least store rainwater. You don't want to have to work so hard to find water every time, right?"

Fu Miaoxue: "..."

Her eyes turned red, her mouth became deflated, and she continued walking crying...

Desperate.

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