After Ruan Qiuqiu finished speaking, he glanced at Mr. Big Bad Wolf, who seemed to have heard nothing while lying on the stone bed.
She felt that "Mr. Snail and Grey Wolf" might need some room to play, so she picked up a few pieces of dirty animal hides and two wooden basins and moved out of the "master bedroom".
The snow outside still showed no sign of getting smaller, and thick clouds accumulated in the sky, which looked very depressing.
Ruan Qiuqiu recalled the amount of wood put into the stone stove last night, and estimated that it should be two or three o'clock in the afternoon the next day.
She didn't expect that she would sleep for so long, but fortunately, her physical strength recovered a lot.
Although my body was still sore, it was much better than when I almost couldn't get up from the snow yesterday.
Ruan Qiuqiu carried a wooden basin and brought some snow to the "storage room", intending to take advantage of Mr. Big Bad Wolf's efforts to wash the dirty animal skins accumulated yesterday.
The heavy snow still doesn't know how many days it will be, but Mr. Big Bad Wolf's speed of soiling the hides, if they don't wash them sooner, maybe they will be in an embarrassing situation of having no hides available in a few days.
When the snow melted, Ruan Qiuqiu didn't delay things. She took a slender wooden stick, and while closing her eyes to perceive the water element in the air, she gestured with the small wooden stick on the mountain wall.
- This is a small habit of hers, she likes to think about things and take some things to write out the plan.
If she was at the base, she would probably take out a pen and paper, but now she can only make do with small wooden sticks.
The materials in the cave have been calculated before, and they can last for half a month with a frugal diet.
The ideal situation is that the heavy snow will stop soon, and she can set up some traps around the forest to hunt, and by the way, use the salt stones they have on hand to go to the Yanlang tribe in exchange for some food and herbs.
Worse yet, the snow never stops.
She, a very weak human being, couldn't hunt in the heavy snow, and at most she tried to get some firewood.
For Mr. Evil Wolf's current injury, five herbs are definitely not enough. Even if he saves more, he can last for five days at most.
At that time, if she has not become stronger and can only condense three to five drops of water with weak healing effects every day, I am afraid that there is no way to make the big bad wolf get better.
She can't change the natural conditions, so the top priority now is to improve the living conditions as much as possible, and... become stronger.
All of what she just thought was based on a beautiful foundation, that is, they would not be attacked by ancient creatures and demons this winter.
But this world is not safe at all. According to her memory in the book, in about two more months, when the winter is coming to an end, the wind lion tribe where the male and female protagonists belong will encounter a beast tide.
Although the Flame Wolf Tribe and the Wind Lion Tribe are separated by a certain distance, they might also encounter a beast tide.
Once the beast tide came, she and Mr. Big Bad Wolf, who lived on the edge of the forest, were in a very dangerous situation.
The snow water in the stone pot bubbling "gulugulu", Ruan Qiuqiu did not continue to perceive the water element in the air, but slowly opened his eyes.
Whether it's for Mr. Big Bad Wolf to get better soon, or for herself to live longer in this world.
She has to practice hard and become stronger as soon as possible.
Ruan Qiuqiu thought of this, put the small wooden sticks aside, and began to wash the animal skins.
There is no special cleaning thing in Mr. Bad Wolf's cave. Ruan Qiuqiu can only take the leaves of a plant that he brought with him to wash his hair before, and smash it and put it in the snow that has just melted and is uncomfortable. in the water.
Ruan Qiuqiu shuddered and sighed while rubbing the animal skin:
It would be great if her mutant water powers were advanced, then where would she need such troublesome washing of animal skins, she could just use her powers to wash everything that needed to be washed.
There is no need to turn snow into water back and forth.
You can even make hot water and drink it directly…
In fact, it would be great if she had a dual-type ability, and it would be better to awaken the wood-type ability.
This will not only keep the food fresh all the time, but also use the seeds to directly spawn a pile of food. Where is the need for a hungry belly like now, I can only plan and calculate how much food she can eat later. .
But fantasy is always beautiful, but reality is extremely difficult.
This salted fish of hers has neither advanced supernatural powers nor a wood-based superpower that can wake up and not worry about being hungry.
After she washed the hide as quickly as possible and wringed it out, her ten carrot-like fingers were even more swollen than before.
Ruan Qiuqiu was about to cry but had no tears. She rubbed her frozen fingers and returned to the warm "master bedroom" with the wooden tub.
Maybe it was because she was a little caught off guard when she came back, so that the "Tianluo Grey Wolf" had not returned to his previous state of drowsiness. The whole wolf was lying on his side on the stone bed in a strange posture, with a smear on the exposed half of Jun's face. Obvious red.
Ruan Qiuqiu: "..."
She was a little puzzled, put the wooden basin on the ground, took two steps forward, and then placed a small pile of broken salt stone corpses on the stone table.
Ruan Qiuqiu: "..."
She glanced at Mr. Big Bad Wolf with an indescribable expression, who seemed unresponsive.
Ruan Qiuqiu sighed faintly, and stepped forward to pick up the body of the salt stone, but found a few other small pieces of regular salt stone next to the small pile of powder.
The fragments of the salt stone turned into "threads" made of bone needles that had obviously been passed over and a small section of animal tendons missing.
Did Mr. Tianluo and Grey Wolf still sew clothes
Ruan Qiuqiu felt a little surprised. She turned her head and found that the pot of snow that had been placed on the ground had also been boiled in the stone pot by Mr. Big Bad Wolf.
Even, the wolf awkwardly filled some hot water in a wooden bowl and put it on the table to be cold.
Ruan Qiuqiu stepped forward and touched the wooden bowl, the water inside was still warm.
She took a sip, her heart and stomach warmed up, and even her eyes were a little embarrassingly red.
Including the time he rescued her in the snow last night, this was the second time that Mr. Big Bad Wolf, who was rumored to be abnormal and abnormal, had responded to her.
She knew that he didn't understand the meaning of "Tianluo gray wolf", but he understood her "I want to eat some salty food."
She was only half expecting the half-joking temptation, but he really responded to her.
Even, he responded more than she wanted.
Ruan Qiuqiu couldn't hold back and glanced at Mr. Big Bad Wolf lying on the stone bed again, looking at the ferocious scar on his face that was still bleeding slightly, his heart was a little sour.
Is her big bad wolf husband really as perverted and murderous as the outside world rumored
She knew that it was hard for her to wash the hides that he had soiled. She was very cold and hungry.
But he was injured so badly, and how difficult it was to move the stump, crushing the salt stone awkwardly and painfully.
Ruan Qiuqiu became more determined that he would never give up his idea. He squeezed a small piece of salt stone that was broken by Mr. Big Bad Wolf, picked up five meat strips and some tuber powder, and put it into the boiling water stone. in the pot.
When she turned around, she found that the wolf had quietly changed his posture while she was not paying attention, and his face that had been slightly flushed turned pale again.
Ruan Qiuqiu was saddened and wanted to laugh by his series of actions. She stirred the pot of food with a wooden spoon, which warmed her heart.
Ruan Qiuqiu bent his lips and said gratefully, "Mr. Tianluo Grey Wolf, thank you."
There was an obvious smile in her voice, and she said thanks to "Tianluo Grey Wolf", looking very happy.
Yuan Jue twitched her eyelashes, her heart was numb, and she felt a little uncomfortable.
- There is neither a snail tribe nor a creature like the snail gray wolf in this world.
The salt stone was clearly broken by him, although at first, because he was worried that she would come back suddenly, he did not control his strength and broke a small piece.
He also burned the water, not Mr. Snail and Grey Wolf at all.
Yuan Jue's slender fingertips stroked the hole in the animal skin that she had just sewed up secretly over and over again, feeling irritable and inexplicable grievance...
She would just call him Mr. Reserve.
Mr. Wolf, who is too confident in his acting skills, has no idea that his little lady from the human race has long discovered that he is pretending to be dizzy. He thought about it, and a thought suddenly appeared in his mind that made his heart tensed and annoyed—
Could it be that she likes a big bad wolf named Tianluo