With a snap of the hands, the clear egg white and orange-yellow yolk slid into the scalding hot bear oil.
The egg white at the edges was instantly fried until it developed a large amount of golden, crispy brown edges.
Next, he placed slices of whole wheat bread directly on the edge of the pan and used the remaining butter to fry them.
Turn off the heat after thirty seconds.
A high-calorie late-night snack, devoid of any plating, was served on a shallow birchwood plate.
[You used brown bear fat to cook food, triggering the Simple Dietary Supplementation Life Module.]
[Additional minor benefit: Heat Lock. Reduces the rate of heat loss from the body surface by 10% within two hours after eating.]
Su Wei carried the wooden tray back to the work area and sat down in a chair.
He pierced the half-cooked egg yolk with a fork, and thick, orange-yellow juice flowed out, soaking into the crispy whole-wheat bread underneath.
A large piece of bread, soaked in bear oil and egg liquid, was put into a mouth.
The coarse wheat bran fiber mixed with high oil content in the mouth brings a direct and primal sense of satisfaction.
The actions of chewing and swallowing are continuous.
In less than three minutes, the wooden plate was scraped clean.
Large amounts of carbohydrates and proteins enter the stomach, are converted into heat, and flow to the limbs and bones.
The passive effect of [ Homestead Shelter ] continues to operate, and fatigue is gradually peeled away from the muscle fibers.
Cotton Candy clung to Su Wei's knees with its two front paws, whimpering anxiously.
Su Wei reached out and rubbed its head, not feeding it the oily scraps.
The fox's delicate stomach couldn't withstand such a rough treatment.
The night was deep, and the clock inside the wooden house pointed to four in the morning.
Su Wei closed his laptop and pushed it to the corner of the table.
He threw the plate into the sink without washing it immediately.
I'm too tired today, I'll leave it until tomorrow.
After resting for a short while, Su Wei finally stood up.
He needed to wash up and then get some sleep.
Otherwise, he'd just sit there. He was afraid he'd fall asleep.
After a quick wash, Su Wei hugged the soft Cotton Candy.
They still didn't go upstairs, but stayed on the sofa.
Cover yourself with a thick down comforter, take off your outer clothes, leaving only your innermost skin.
I lay on the sofa and closed my eyes.
Cotton Candy squirmed in Su Wei's arms for a moment, then finally climbed into her embrace.
Outside, the wind howled, but inside, it was warm and cozy.
Su Wei, accompanied by wonderful white noise, drifted off to sleep.
Excellent white noise continued to echo outside the window.
The Cotton Candy's warm belly pressed against the inside of Su Wei's arm.
Its slender tail unconsciously swept across his chin.
Su Wei opened his eyes, his gaze lingering on the dimly lit ceiling for two seconds.
[ Homestead Shelter ] Intermediate Effect: After a night of use, the soreness and heaviness in my muscles have been cleared away.
He raised his left arm and gently pushed the Cotton Candy towards the inside of the sofa.
The little fox let out soft whimpers and curled up into a white ball.
Su Wei stood barefoot on the wooden floor.
The icy touch from the soles of his feet instantly snapped him out of his daze.
The new skill panel that was unlocked last night is faintly visible at the edge of my field of vision.
The theory has been established.
However, a small-scale closed-loop test is still needed before the 1,000-square-meter exhibition hall can be put into practical use.
There must be a medium.
Su Wei finished washing up and got dressed.
Breakfast was a simple meal of bread and milk; he had no appetite for anything else.
After finishing breakfast, I turned and walked towards the small storage room on the right side of the living room.
Push open the wooden door.
Several cardboard boxes were piled up at the bottom of the shelf; they were miscellaneous items left behind by the previous owner.
Su Wei squatted down and pulled open the outermost seal of the cardboard box.
It was stuffed full of old newspapers and foam.
Pushing aside the filling with my fingers, a large, cylindrical glass storage jar, about twenty liters in size, was revealed.
This was originally a container used for pickling cucumbers or fermenting fruit wine.
The glass walls were covered with a layer of grayish-white limescale and grease.
He gripped the edge of the glass jar with both hands and lifted it out.
It's quite heavy.
Walk to the kitchen sink and turn on the tap.
The cold water flowed against the inside of the glass.
Su Wei picked up a dish sponge, squeezed on some dish soap, and vigorously scrubbed away the stubborn stains.
The foam flowed away through the drain.
Ten minutes later, a crystal-clear cylinder was placed on the workbench.
The underlying infrastructure is in place.
The next step is to fill in the matrix material.
Su Wei changed into a windbreaker and put on waterproof high-top military boots.
He took a short-handled entrenching tool from the tool rack and then picked up a ten-liter red plastic bucket.
Push open the door of the wooden house.
The morning wind on Kodiak Island carried powdery snow.
The temperature remained at minus eighteen degrees Celsius.
The sky appeared as a somber, leaden blue.
Su Wei trudged through the snow toward Emerald Lake.
A thin layer of ice has formed at the edge of the lake.
But in the middle area near the flowing water, the water still flows slowly.
He stopped half a meter above the water.
A slight thought.
[ Substrate Analysis LV1 ] Enabled.
A very faint blue light wave spread outwards in a fan shape from his location.
The original lake shore and underwater world were dismantled into lines of pulsating data in view.
My gaze settled on a grayish-white area in the shallows beneath the lake.
[Washed coarse sand and gravel: 3-5 mm in diameter.]
[Status: After prolonged rinsing with running water, there is no excess dust or impurities.]
[Porosity: 55%]
[Judgment: Highly draining substrate, extremely suitable as a drainage layer in closed ecosystems.]
Su Wei placed the red bucket on the bank and stepped into the shallow water.
The icy lake water washed over the tops of the military boots.
He wielded his entrenching tool, the blade cutting into the coarse sand and gravel layer at the bottom of the water, scooping up a large spoonful of water and sand.
The water drained quickly along the edge of the shovel, leaving only clean pebbles.
After several shovelfuls, a ten-centimeter-thick layer of sand and gravel accumulated at the bottom of the red bucket.
He turned and walked ashore.