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Entering the bushes, Jia Long first looked at the environment inside, and the most important thing was whether there were beasts like jackals.

She hadn't forgotten that this was another world.

Even if theoretically there are no large beasts in the desert that are higher than the jackal's level, but things are not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

Fortunately, after a closer inspection, she didn't find anything wrong.

So I started to prepare for the night.

"In this bush, there are not as many conditions and materials as an oasis to make a fully functional shelter. But the good thing is that we still have an easier way. ”

Jia Long said and began to operate.

The small straight knife can be described as a treasure weapon in this mission, and it once again played a huge role.

Jia Long picked a small tree and cut it off.

Desert trees are generally low and have small leaves.

These are all survival methods that have evolved to prevent the loss of water.

Jia Long used a small tree about two meters tall in the shrub to support the foundation, and then moved another small tree that had been cut down to one side.

She began to cut shears.

Small air leaks are shielded with other small shrubs.

Such a shelter that is the most rudimentary, but can also protect the wind to some extent, has been successfully built.

However, there were still some episodes in Jia Long's production and felling process.

For example, she saw two poisonous snakes hiding in the bushes one after another, and if she hadn't become much more cautious after the mutation during the day, there was a real possibility of an accident.

Fortunately, there were no accidents.

Not long after, I was in that ultra-simple shelter that only had the function of blocking the wind.

A flickering flame was raised.

"Can you feel it? The wind and sand around seem to be slowly weakening, so that our bonfire can rise so smoothly. ”

Jia Long curled up, unable to even stretch his feet in the small space.

She fiddled with the fire ball as she looked at the wind outside.

"It's good news, and I even think that if it goes well, the sandstorm will stop tomorrow morning."

"It's great that that's really that, after spending days in this sandstorm, I'm tired of hearing the sound of the wind and sand, and I hate the feeling of the sand sweeping on my face."

"But when the sun comes out, it's going to be so hot, you can't have both fish and bear's paws, and the desert is really extreme."

The air around him began to feel a little chilly, and Jia Long shrank back again.

The light of a small campfire is enough to completely roast the surroundings.

And the combustible materials contained in such a small bush were not enough for Jia Long to burn this bonfire all the time, even if it was just a small campfire.

So she hurried up and quickly heated up the smoked barbecue.

I was very reluctant, and I drank about 200 ml of fresh water while eating barbecue.

"As I said before, the digestion process of food requires the participation of water, and with our current water intake, it is not advisable to eat too much, otherwise it will only consume too much water."

Jia Long regretted that he only ate more than 200 grams of bacon and collected the rest of the bacon and barbecue.

Next, she began digging a pit inside the ultra-improvised shelter.

"I'm going to make a warm bed in the form of a burial charcoal fire like I did before, hoping that this will make tonight a little better."

Jia Long already had some expectations about the possible sins of this night.

She extinguished the campfire, and the surroundings instantly became dark.

Under the drone's low-light night vision lens, it can be seen that Jia Long used the remaining bit of charcoal fire to illuminate and bury the charcoal fire into the dug pit one by one.

It is then buried with fine sand.

Jia Long lay down on the sand warmed by a charcoal fire.

The surrounding wind whistled through the branches and leaves.

It was just after seven o'clock in the evening, and she began to shiver and feel cold.

"Can you relate to it? I'm now showing a drastic drop in body temperature, and I'm afraid I'm going to freeze into a dog tonight. ”

"Alas, tonight's cold is certain, and there are two reasons for this."

"First of all, in the process of sandstorms, the sun does not reach the sand during the day, so the desert at night does not emit sand heat, so the temperature of the whole desert must be low."

"The second reason is that my shelter's ability to block the wind and seal it is completely inferior to the previous one."

"So the cold after a while is doomed."

"Alright, that's it, I'll sleep for a while I can still sleep. Good night everyone, I'm going to go off the air. ”

"I'm Jia Long, a girl who doesn't rely on her appearance and talent, tomorrow, we will meet on the last day of our trip to the desert, see you or leave!"

Jia Long turned off the live broadcast.

"No, I still have to do it again."

The time was actually not late, and the temperature had not yet reached the level that Jia Long did not dare to show his head.

So Jia Long hesitated and crawled out of the shelter again.

She began to sweep the sand with trekking poles beside the small tree where the shelter was located.

After working hard for more than half an hour, Jia Long began to have a fever again.

Next to the small tree, a circular 'sand wall' was erected with the felled shrubs as a base.

The sand wall is not high or big, it is only twenty centimeters high, and it looks about one meter and eight long, just enough for Jia Long to lie in.

Jia Long climbed into it, and suddenly felt that the wind blowing on his face was relatively small.

Then use a part of the bushes and dead grass as a quilt and cover the body.

Coupled with the temperature of the charcoal fire under him, Jia Long felt that this night could be dealt with.

But as it turned out, her prediction of the cold night was really wrong.

When he slept until about two o'clock in the evening, Jia Long suddenly woke up from a sudden chill.

"It's cold."

Her delicate body curled up, trembling.

The sand wall, which was originally thought to be able to withstand the wind outside, didn't seem to have any effect at this time, there was still a breeze, and I didn't know where it came from beside her, making Jia Long cold to the bones.

Jia Long once heard that women seem to be more chilly in terms of physique, and at this time, it seems that there is really a little bit of reason.

Anyway, she's so cold that she doesn't dare to move now.

The wind, in particular, carried away the temperature of her body quickly.

Even if the charcoal fire under him seems to be still working, it is still cold to the bone.

Jia Long began to be half asleep with cold.

But the hard part is after four o'clock in the morning.

I don't know when the charcoal fire will go out, and the temperature in the air may have dropped below freezing.

There was even a cold, biting wind, blowing from all directions.

Jia Long, who was only wearing two thin clothes, had his long legs tucked in front of his chest and curled up tighter.

The sandy ground under his body, which had lost the remnants of the charcoal fire, also began the process of emitting a large amount of cold.

At first, it was fine, but after the charcoal fire cooled down for half an hour, the ground was like a block of ice, which made Jia Long, who was lying on it, so cold that his teeth involuntarily began to 'gurgle'.

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