The presence of a missing antler indicates that there must be a large herd of male deer nearby.
Su Wei then recalled the U-shaped valley shrouded in wind and snow.
More than thirty Roosevelt deer huddled together in a sheltered spot for warmth.
To him, those stags with their enormous antlers looked like ATMs moving across the snow.
Flesh, skin, horns.
The total value of a giant adult male stag is conservatively estimated at around 30,000 US dollars.
He only needs to hunt a few animals to almost pay off his debts.
Su Wei's apple bobbed.
The piece of fatty meat was right next to my mouth, its aroma filling the air.
But when they tried to swallow it, they got stuck at a critical juncture.
transportation.
Weighing between 800 and 1,000 pounds, on a desolate plain with more than a meter of snow, without the help of machines, human strength is laughably insignificant.
Unless it is divided on-site.
But working in temperatures as low as minus thirty degrees Celsius, the smell of blood will attract brown bears, which is suicidal.
A vehicle is required.
Su Wei turned his head, his gaze passing through the frosted window and landing on the garage to the side.
There was a snowmobile lying there.
A huge machine that only makes a sound for three seconds.
If you have it, you can easily transport a whole deer by attaching it to a sled.
Unfortunately, it's just a pile of scrap metal now.
Su Wei scratched his half-dry hair, leaned back, and stared blankly at the wood grain on the ceiling.
There were guns, prey, and a vehicle.
Unfortunately, the problem lies in the car breaking down, a deadlock caused purely by a lack of skill.
The blizzard continues, and heavy snow has blocked the mountain passes.
The repairman from town couldn't come, and I didn't have the money to hire someone myself.
This is like having a whole roasted lamb in front of someone who has been starving for three days, but having their hands tied behind their back.
The feeling of seeing something you can't have but can't have it is especially torturous.
"Eek?"
Perhaps sensing the tense atmosphere on the sofa, the Cotton Candy on the carpet dropped the bone, and a light orange-white shadow leaped onto the sofa.
The fluffy tail brushed against Su Wei's hand, bringing a tingling sensation.
The little guy tilted his head, brought his wet nose close to Su Wei's chin and sniffed, his deep blue pupils reflecting Su Wei's somewhat annoyed face.
It even stuck out its warm tongue and soothingly licked Su Wei's fingers.
Su Wei paused for a moment, then relaxed his tense lips.
"Fine."
Su Wei reached back and gently stroked the little fox's thick neck fur, his fingertips sinking into the warm down.
In this wilderness, anxiety is the least effective thing.
Since the big problem can't be solved for the time being, let's do what we can do first and give our minds a break.
Su Wei bent down and pulled out a piece of pine wood scraps left over from chopping firewood from under the coffee table.
It was a dry piece of red pine, with a strong oily smell.
He then pulled out a folding knife.
I'll get you a toy.
Su Wei pinched the Cotton Candy's ear.
The little guy immediately perked up, squatting upright on the sofa armrest, his eyes fixed on Su Wei's movements.
The blade cuts into the wood grain.
laugh.
A soft, relaxing sound.
The curled wood shavings rolled up along the blade, swirling and falling to the ground.
Su Wei's hand was very steady.
The time he spent chopping wood and chiseling ice had greatly improved his wrist strength and control.
The heavy Bowie knife was as obedient as a needle in his hands.
Peel, cut, pick, scrape.
Wood chips flew everywhere, and the shape of the pine wood slowly began to emerge.
Su Wei didn't intend to carve any artwork; he simply followed the grain of the wood and casually shaved out a streamlined shape.
It looks like a mouse, or a rabbit with its ears tucked in.
For Cotton Candy, anything that can be bitten and chased is a good thing.
This monotonous, repetitive action has a peculiar magic; the tactile sensation of the blade cutting through the wood fibers slowly calms Su Wei's restless heartbeat.
The final blow.
The knife tip gently scraped away a splinter from the surface of the wooden mouse.
Su Wei blew off the wood dust that was stuck to it.
[bite!]
A crisp electronic sound exploded in the depths of my mind without warning.
Su Wei's movements froze.
A pale blue light curtain unfolds automatically on the retina.
[Complete a Basic Woodworking project.]
[ Life Module Experience +1]
[Triggering branch skill enhancement.]
[ Basic Woodworking LV1 (12/100): Proficiency slightly improved.]
It's short.
Su Wei stared at the prompt for a full ten seconds.
While working on the ice sled, the system unlocked [ Basic Woodworking ].
He didn't pay much attention at the time, thinking it was just a minor skill that came along incidentally.
But now...
Su Wei suddenly sat up straight and casually stuffed the wooden mouse into Cotton Candy's arms.
The little guy excitedly hugged his new toy and rolled into the corner of the sofa, but Su Wei didn't even bother to look at it.
His brain is rapidly reorganizing information.
Life Module.
This name is very deceptive.
Cooking gives you experience points, chopping wood gives you experience points, and making a sled unlocks the woodworking skill.
Now even whittling wood increases skill experience.
So, what about repairing things?
In this damned wilderness, isn't fixing things part of life?
Since [ Basic Woodworking ] can be upgraded by processing wood, could the [ Mechanical Repair ] skill also be obtained by disassembling and researching machines and grinding it out?
Once this idea takes hold, it spreads like wildfire and cannot be suppressed.
If this logic holds true, and if one can grind for repair skills, then that broken-down snowmobile might be saved.
That herd of deer carrying hundreds of thousands of dollars on their backs can now be saved!
This is similar to encountering a bug in a game.
Su Wei snapped his folding knife shut and sprang up from the sofa, his movements so fast that even Cotton Candy, who had just caught her toy, was startled.
You can't practice on a snowmobile right away.
That's a precision device; if it gets damaged during repair, or if one of the springs breaks off and flies into the snow and can't be found, it's completely ruined.
According to the game's logic, you have to defeat the smaller monsters before you can fight the larger ones.