Chapter 643: Failure in Wilderness Survival (Part 2)

After Hal's heroic sacrifice, the hang glider was finally made, but Arthur was not very interested in this means of transportation. He would rather walk directly, and his feet off the ground would make him feel insecure.

However, this is not the case for pilot Hal. After the initial failure, he liked the feeling of soaring in the sky.

Unlike sitting in the cockpit of an airplane, shuttling in the wind of nature, listening to the sound of streams and waves, and shoulder to shoulder with the seabirds in the sky, like a light feather, every gliding makes Hal feel intoxicated.

However, this is to solve the problem of rushing, so after gliding a few times, Hal took on the responsibility of transporting goods.

The efficiency of the fishing trap is indeed extremely high. After a while, several fat sea fish were caught, which was just right for stewing soup.

And with the efforts of Hal, Bruce and Arthur, the salt field was also initially completed.

The location for drying salt was finally chosen to be a flat sandy land downstream of the stream, which is close to both fresh water and sea water and relatively convenient.

The salt granules condensed by simply drying sea water are coarse salt, which tastes very bitter and contains many chemical substances that are not easy to be absorbed. It cannot be eaten directly, but the ancient method of drying salt has long solved this problem.

The coarse salt obtained by drying salt is dissolved in fresh water again to form saturated salt water, and then filtered with the dense fiber fabric used by Bruce to make glider wings to filter out most of the insoluble impurities.

After that, the saturated salt water is boiled in the stone pot used for cooking. During the boiling process, the water in the saturated salt water will evaporate, and the corresponding salt will crystallize and adhere to the inner wall of the stone pot.

Scrape off this part of the salt and repeat the operation several times. At this time, this part of the salt is already edible.

However, since there are some soluble impurities in the sea salt, which will make the salt bitter, to remove these impurities, it is necessary to use plants burned to ashes.

Plant ash contains potassium carbonate, which can be used directly as potash fertilizer when farming, and can also be used to decompose the bitter components in salt.

Bruce found some relatively dry plants, burned them into ash, added this part of the ash to the salt water in the big pot, and then continued to boil it at high temperature. In this way, the crystals precipitated on the pot became non-toxic and edible, and only salty.

Of course, this kind of salt is generally called coarse salt in modern society, which cannot be compared with the refined salt produced in the factory. However, many areas use this coarse salt to process meat. They believe that the minerals in coarse salt are good for the body.

Therefore, after this step, these salts can be used directly. When stranded on a deserted island, if the subsequent purification steps and the plant ash step are omitted, it only needs to be boiled repeatedly several times, and the salt obtained can barely be used, but Bruce, who pursues the ultimate, finally made a white fine salt similar to modern salt.

After all this, it was already dark. The three of them had been busy for the whole afternoon and were hungry, but they were very satisfied, especially Arthur and Hal. They felt that they had broadened their horizons. They had never thought that salt could be made from seawater in this way.

The next step was to bring the salt back and start processing the meat, but when they returned to the cave, Schiller and Oliver fell asleep and didn't even have dinner.

The reason may be the sparks between a doctor who was not a quack but whose surgical skills were not much better and a completely disobedient patient.

First of all, Schiller was not a surgeon. He just worked in a hospital before, so he could barely deal with some trauma. He was better than ordinary people in that even if he didn't do it well, he could use gray fog to remedy it.

Moreover, DC Schiller has always been relatively radical in terms of medical style. In terms of trauma treatment, he also inherited this radical style and basically didn't care much about other people's struggles.

Even though Oliver has been struggling to survive here for three months, he cannot erase the fact that he was once a tender and wealthy young man.

At first, supported by his will to survive, he could forget all the pain and just wanted to survive, but after a full meal and a full stomach, he felt sleepy and returned to the illusion of being pampered.

Therefore, he is particularly sensitive to pain. Combined with Schiller's extremely rough method, the two of them cannot be said to be doctor-patient harmony, but can only be said to be fighting.

If he could use special abilities, Schiller would definitely be able to hold Oliver down, but the problem is that he can't, so he has no way to let the gray fog knock Oliver unconscious.

Because of the existence of the gray fog, Schiller's body has extremely strong physical strength, but without using the gray fog's tentacles, Schiller only has two arms and two legs. He has to use one hand to treat the wound, so there is only one hand left to hold Oliver down.

It turned out that even with great strength, it was still difficult to completely suppress an adult who was struggling in pain with one hand. In the end, Schiller almost strangled Oliver to death before he was able to treat his wounds.

Both of them had spent a lot of energy, so when the other three were busy surviving in the wilderness, they had already fallen asleep in the cave.

Oliver really fell asleep, Schiller was just using sleep to calm his anger of wanting to strangle the future Green Arrow to death here.

Seeing that the two were asleep, the other three did not intend to make a big move to cook, so they simply set up a grill, processed the sea fish they had just caught, put it on the skewers, and started grilling the fish.

At noon, Hal's seafood sauce was not used up yet, so he brushed two fish with sauce, sprinkled salt on one fish, and cut another fish into fish meat and put it in coconut, and stewed fish soup with coconut milk.

There was a burst of fragrance coming from the platform outside the cave, the night breeze on the island was a little cool, the sky and the coast were connected, and the stars were shining in the deep blue night sky.

"You know what? This time when I went home, my parents apologized to me..." Hal took a bite of the fish and was burned. He kept breathing out of his mouth. His eyes looked a little red, perhaps because the food was too hot and the night wind was too cold.

"They no longer stopped me from becoming a pilot, and they no longer insisted on me staying near the coastal city. They even told me in a negotiating tone that it would be great if I could go home once a month..."

"If they had said this to me a few years ago, I would have been ecstatic and almost jumped up with joy, thinking that they finally understood..." Hal brought the fish soup over, took a sip, and sniffed hard. No one could tell whether he was crying because of the burn.

"But I think they are old. I thought I had been away from home for decades. They really have aged a lot..."

"Parents are like this. If you leave for a long time, when you come back, you will find that they have really aged a lot." Arthur also said. He took a bite of the grilled fish, spit out the bones, and then said: "When I followed the deep-sea fishing, I was only out at sea for more than three months. When I came back, my father seemed to have aged 30 years..."

"Do you know? In Blüdhaven, there is a legend..." Arthur sneezed because of the boiling fish soup. He sniffed hard and said: "If a child follows a big ship to go fishing, and the parents go to church to pray to God, then when the child encounters a shipwreck and is in danger of life, God will take away some of the parents' lifespan and let the child return safely..."

"Nonsense." Bruce commented.

"The point of this story is that in Blüdhaven, every parent will pray for every young sailor when they go out to sea, even if they know that this may harm their lifespan, they still have to do it, including my father."

Bruce was silent. Hal glanced at him and changed the subject without leaving a trace. He said: "Blüdhaven is really a bit like Seaside City. This city should have been better developed."

"I read the history of Seaside City in a fishing magazine." Arthur swallowed the last bite of grilled fish and said: "You are lucky to have encountered the gold rush. The heat has developed and expanded the city, but in fact, I don't envy you, because Blüdhaven is really peaceful. If someone really comes to pan for gold, those outsiders will definitely cause trouble, and I don't want that. "

Hal nodded and said, "Indeed, big cities have their advantages, but small towns and villages are not necessarily bad. Everyone likes their hometown the most, whether it is a city or a village..."

This sentence made Bruce fall into thinking. He thought that among the reasons for becoming Batman to fight criminals, there was no "he loves Gotham", at least he thought so before.

This damn sin city has no place worth lingering, but it has brought him the heaviest scars.

However, when he saw that Gotham had the possibility of getting better, he still felt a little excited and excited.

It was not until after leaving Wanli that people knew that they had an eternal hometown, and Bruce was the same.

When the words hometown and hometown were mentioned, the first place that came to his mind was still the dark city.

All the residents of this city think it is not good enough, but they would rather admit that they are bad than indulge in this bizarre dark abyss and have the craziest nightmare, and Batman is no exception.

The rising emotional emotions made Bruce feel nervous and anxious. He was completely unaccustomed to this kind of sensibility, so he wanted to find something to do to get himself out of this mood.

He threw away the skewers of grilled fish, stood up, clapped his hands, and said, "I think you should have rested enough. There is still a lot of work to do. We have to spend more time and energy to survive on the deserted island..."

Hal and Arthur, who were already full and sleepy, looked at each other and sighed helplessly.

The next morning, Schiller woke up and opened his eyes. The sunlight outside the cave was particularly dazzling. He stretched out his hand, covered his eyes, and slowly walked out of the cave, wanting to go out and breathe some fresh air.

Then, he slowly widened his eyes and looked at the densely packed pulleys outside the cave, and the spider-web-like zip lines that were densely spread among the rainforest.

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