Amidst the rhythmic chopping sounds, the vegetables were chopped into even, small pieces.
He scooped a large spoonful of lard from the sealed jar and threw it into the pan along with the chopped vegetables.
Animal fat melts at high temperatures, making a sizzling sound.
The high temperature brings out the spiciness of the onions and the sweet and sour taste of the tomatoes, filling the kitchen with a rich aroma.
Even the Cotton Candy next to it couldn't help but stand up straight, clinging to the glass stand and twitching its little nose.
Eight minutes later, Su Wei scooped out the pasta that was cooked to medium-rare and threw it directly into the thick red sauce.
He turned up the heat and tossed the food in the wok for thirty seconds.
Turn off the heat and plate the food.
The entire cooking process takes less than ten minutes.
He sat down at the table with a large plate of bright red pasta, picked up his fork, twirled a big ball, and stuffed it into his mouth, swallowing it in large gulps.
Without chewing slowly, this is the purest form of energy intake for a wilderness hunter.
The rich animal fat, carrying a substantial amount of carbohydrates, slides down into the stomach, while the sweet, sour, and spicy flavors explode on the taste buds.
The surging heat flowed through my body like Warm Current, dispelling the soreness and chill in my limbs and bones.
[ Simple Dietary Supplementation Trigger: High-Efficiency Energy. Quickly restores stamina and energy, lasting two hours.]
Even as he ate heartily, Su Wei's brain did not stop working.
I need to prepare in advance for my work at the Old Hope processing plant tomorrow morning.
The Kodiak bear pelt, weighing over 600 kilograms, was surprisingly heavy after being soaked.
Su Wei swallowed the last bite of noodles and pushed the empty plate aside.
He grabbed a tissue to wipe the grease from the corner of his mouth, then immediately got up and headed for the storage room.
He took the knife set that Old Hope had given him and prepared all the necessary items for making the specimen.
After confirming that everything was correct, he packed all the items into a sturdy canvas bag.
After doing all this, he took a quick hot shower and set his alarm for 4:30 a. m.
The moment I lay down on the bed and closed my eyes, a faint light flashed on the system panel, and the passive effect of [ Homestead Shelter ] quietly activated.
The gentle force, like warm water, began to repair his damaged muscle fibers and fatigued nerves.
4:30 AM.
As soon as the phone alarm rang for the first time, Su Wei sat up in bed, her eyes showing no sign of sleepiness.
Outside the window, the darkness remained impenetrable, and large, fluffy snowflakes continued to fall, merging the sky and earth into a vast expanse of white.
He put on the windbreaker that smelled of pine and gunpowder, picked up the heavy canvas bag, and went out the door.
The black Raptor pickup truck's lights suddenly blazed on, like two sharp swords piercing the sleeping darkness of Kodiak Island.
5:50.
The wheels rolled over icy mud pits, and the vehicle stopped in front of abandoned factory buildings in the old industrial area.
Su Wei didn't turn off the engine, keeping the car's interior heating on. He opened the car door, picked up his tool bag, and walked towards the rusty iron gate.
Even from two meters away, a pungent odor ignored the wind and snow, rushing straight into the nostrils.
That's the distinctive smell produced by the fermentation of formaldehyde, industrial preservatives, and animal fats.
Su Wei didn't even flinch, but raised his gloved right hand and slammed it against the iron gate.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A few seconds later, the sound of a latch being pulled came from inside the door, and then it was pulled open a crack.
Old Hope's deeply lined face, like dried orange peel, appeared behind the door.
He was wearing a heavy leather apron, its surface patinated and stained with blackened blood and chemical residue.
His gray hair was tied back, with a few specks of white bone powder stuck in the strands.
"Kid, six o'clock, you're really punctual. Don't tell me you forgot how troublesome that skin is!"
Old Hope's voice was rough.
He stepped aside to make way, holding a bloodstained iron hook upside down in his left hand, its sharp barbs reflecting a cold light under the lamp.
Then, the old man turned around and strode towards the sterile work area in the center of the factory.
On the stainless steel workbench made up of two iron beds, the Kodiak bear pelt lay flat.
After being cleaned with strong acid and soaked in preservative solution, the entire leather turned a dull, oily dark brown.
Its enormous size almost took up the entire table, and its thick fur even hung down into the air.
Next to the workbench stands a giant three-dimensional bear skeleton with a frame made of high-strength alloy steel pipes.
Standing at a height of 2.8 meters, its front paws are raised high.
Even just an outline, the oppressive feeling of being at the top of the food chain is still palpable.
Old Hope stepped forward and, without hesitation, used the tip of the iron hook to lift the thickest part of the bear's skin—its neck.
"This thing has been soaked in softening fluid and preservatives; it's heavier now than when it was alive. Be careful not to strain your back."
He handed the ring at the end of the iron hook to Su Wei.
"You're in charge of pulling up the main shaft and controlling the field; I'll fix the force points on the limbs."
"Clear."
Su Wei took the iron hook and deftly slipped the widened straps under the bear skin's armpits and abdomen.
Then, he nimbly stepped onto the edge of the workbench and leaped up, securing the main hook of the chain hoist to the thickest load-bearing steel beam on the factory roof.
Click.
The metal safety lock is firmly closed.
"Prepare."
Su Wei gave a low shout and gripped the metal chain of the hand-operated gourd with both hands.
As he exerted force, the muscles in his arms suddenly tightened.
"Whoosh whoosh"
The thick chain began to contract, and the heavy, acrid sound of metal rubbing together echoed in the empty factory.
The huge bear skin on the workbench was slowly pulled up and detached from the tabletop.
The pungent smell of formaldehyde preservative mixed with water stains dripped continuously from the rough leather seams and splattered onto the stainless steel countertop.
The slippery, heavy feeling of falling was transmitted through the gloves to Su Wei's palm.
The actual weight of the hides far exceeded expectations, definitely exceeding 150 kilograms.
Suspending such a heavy object in mid-air can easily cause the fibers inside the leather to tear if the force at the suspension point is uneven, resulting in irreversible damage.
Just then, Su Wei had a sudden thought and activated [ Basic Taxidermy LV1].
He narrowed his eyes, and in his mind appeared a three-dimensional stress limit diagram of the leather plate and the direction of every muscle fiber.
They know perfectly well where the strength lies and where the vulnerability lies.
His gaze was fixed on the back of the bear skin, the thickest and toughest part of the entire hide.
"Release the lock on your left front leg!"
He decisively gave instructions.
Old Hope was a professional and decisive man; he immediately released the rope hooked around his left foreleg.
Losing a point of support, the massive leather belt shifted to one side, and it looked like it was about to slip off.
That's exactly the gravitational difference that Su Wei wanted!
He suddenly exerted force to the right, using the lever principle of the pulley system and centrifugal force to flip the huge bear skin 180 degrees in mid-air.
Steady, accurate, and ruthless!
The entire process was efficient and without any unnecessary delays.
The inside of the leather was completely open, like a giant sleeve, precisely aligned with the alloy skeleton standing to the side.
"Put!"
Old Hope shouted hoarsely.
With his hands bulging with muscle tension, Su Wei slowly and steadily released the chain from reverse.
The enormous bear skin, like a ghostly cloak, covered the three-dimensional model perfectly from top to bottom.
"Bang!"
A dull thud of flesh hitting flesh.
The water-soaked bear skin fits perfectly with the internal skeleton, and the joints and the curvature of the shoulders and neck are in harmony.