Chapter 477: Chapter 474: What to Do if You Accidentally Catch a Grade II Protected Animal?
Banna Rainforest survival, day four.
Bi Fang sat up from his vine bed, stretched a lazy stretch, and faced another day brimming with vitality.
With an empty stomach, he cooked another pot of fish soup and stewed the few remaining bamboo shoots.
[Ah, fish again.]
[It’s still milky white!]
[So fragrant.]
Viewers who had just gotten up in the morning started to feel hungry at the sight.
Bi Fang first grilled the fish until the surface was cooked and then stewed it, resulting in a creamy white broth. It was a pity, though, it was fresh but bland.
“Without salt, there’s no vitality,” Bi Fang smacked his lips, almost tasting blandness itself.
Without salt, there’s no vitality, and today marked the fourth day of survival in the rainforest, subsisting on fish without any animal blood, aning sodium intake was severely limited.
There were plenty of wild vegetables in the rainforest and a stable supply of at, unfortunately, it was all fish, so it was necessary to figure out a way to obtain so salt.
“Let’s go to the riverbank and see if the fishing ground we dug the day before yesterday is still there. If it’s gone, we’ll have to dig a new one.”
Yesterday, he had suffered from stomach pains all morning and didn’t feel much better until taking dicine at noon. In the evening, he simply stewed three bamboo shoot soups, added slly vegetables and egg flowers, a pure vegetarian al.
Almost an entire day was wasted, so there was even more to do today.
In the morning, Bi Fang returned to the riverside, and sure enough, an overnight downpour had raised the water level of the entire river considerably, and many upstream streams had widened.
So, Bi Fang dug a new fishing ground with a shovel, deeper and larger than before, over half a ter deep and three square ters in size.
He also wove a more sturdy fish cage that allowed entry but not exit, and then scattered so slly grass and fish entrails that had fernted overnight into it.
“After processing the fish entrails that day, I wrapped them in leaves and buried them in the soil. Wow, that reeks.” As soon as Bi Fang opened the leaf wrapping, a strong fishy and rotten stench burst forth, extrely pungent.
“It has already started to rot and fernt, faster than I thought, but it’s perfect for attracting more carnivorous fish.”
After throwing all the rotting fish entrails into the fishing ground, Bi Fang filled all the bamboo tubes within the bark fra with water, a total of ten tubes.
He planned to go back and take a bath, and the soap he made was also ready.
Having completed all this and secured a steady source of at, Bi Fang followed the markings on the trees along the way and found the traps he had previously made, discovering many of them had been sodden and ruined by the rain.
Discarding the water-soaked, soft bamboo traps, Bi Fang shook his head: “Many traps are trigger-based, ruined by external forces, but that’s okay, the river is full of fish, and we don’t need to make more traps anymore.”
Checking each previously set trap, he left the damaged ones to decompose naturally and dismantled the intact ones manually. To his surprise, the last one he checked actually caught sothing!
A giant black squirrel, resembling a regular squirrel, had been caught by one of its feet!
[Damn, that’s a chunky squirrel!]
[Are squirrels this chunky?]
[This can’t be a squirrel, it’s so dark.]
The audience’s eyes widened, having never seen a black squirrel, let alone one so large. Just the body was thirty to forty centiters, nearly the size of a cat, and the tail was even more than half a ter, making the whole thing look bigger than a dog!
Indeed, the rainforest nourishes squirrels well!
In normal places, it’s impossible to find squirrels this size, and the audience felt enlightened all at once.
[Such a big one, it could be a whole al, right?]
[I’ve never eaten squirrel, only bamboo rat, and it tastes very delicious, yum.]
[Squirrels are so cute, how can you eat them?]
[Just talked about lacking salt, and here it is delivered to the doorstep, lol.jpg]
“Damn, how did I manage to catch it!” Bi Fang was not at all as happy as the audience imagined; not only was he not pleased, but he was also sowhat nervous.
Gripping the tree stick tightly, he cautiously approached the trap. As soon as the giant black squirrel saw soone coming, it bristled and bared its big buck teeth, but in the eyes of the onlookers, it didn’t seem threatening at all. Instead, it looked kind of cute.
[Ah, what’s going on… does this squirrel have a virus?]
[This can’t be a protected animal, can it?]
[How can squirrels be a protected species?]
“This dark fella here is a giant squirrel. All squirrels in Huaxia can be raised except for this one because it is a Level 2 National Protected Animal!”
Bi Fang didn’t set lethal traps precisely to avoid this kind of situation; accidentally harming a protected animal would be trouble. rely restricting movent was still okay, potentially salvageable.
[Damn, seriously? This guy is Level 2?]
[White-limbed wild ox is Level 1, giant squirrel is Level 2, I wonder, is this Old Fang’s good luck? Or are protected animals just that common now?]
“[It’s over, no more Old Fang live streams. Jailed for good, with millions of eyes watching]”
“[Master Fang~~~so sad!~~]”
“Don’t talk nonsense. What’s the big deal? Many fishern catch protected animals too, does that an they’re all breaking the law? As long as you don’t harm them and release them back into the wild right away, it’s fine.”
Bi Fang grasped the tree stick, inching closer to the giant squirrel, whose fur bristled even more fiercely.
Seeing this, Bi Fang moved even more slowly, fearful that although the animal was not physically hurt, it might beco psychologically disturbed.
Finally, he pressed down on the giant squirrel’s head with the tree stick, gradually pushing it to the ground.
Although the giant squirrel appeared to be as large as a dog, its body was only the size of a cat, so Bi Fang was able to hold it down with one hand. He took the opportunity to move to its hind legs and tried to untie the vines.
“Locals call the giant squirrel ‘tree dog,’ which shows how big it is. It’s also called ‘big black rat’ because it’s as nimble as a rat and very dark.”
The cara zood in, and the audience could clearly see many bite marks on the vine. The squirrel had already bitten through quite a few fibers, but, unfortunately, the vine was too thick. It hadn’t bitten through when Bi Fang found it.
As he started to handle the trap, Bi Fang also laughed, “Good thing it ran into first. If it had been a python or sothing, it would’ve been dinner on a plate.”
“[If it had been eaten by a python, it would still be your fault. It was living peacefully in the tree, then suddenly got caught.]”
“Hahaha, you’re right, bla .”
Bi Fang chuckled, and after he had untied the trap, he stepped back and finally released the tree stick.
Almost the mont the tree stick was withdrawn, with a swish, a huge black shadow flashed before everyone’s eyes. By the ti they spotted it again, it was already up in the trees, sitting on a branch, baring its teeth at Bi Fang, revealing its chestnut brown fur.
The little fellow was quite fierce.
Bi Fang picked up a small stone and flicked it, hitting the small creature’s head. The black giant squirrel shrieked, panicked, and leapt away, disappearing into the jungle.
Bi Fang laughed heartily, finding it amusing.
“[That’s it, I’ve discovered Master Fang’s wicked taste for tornting small animals. Am I going to be silenced?]”
“What do you an bullying small animals? I’m a friend to animals. What I just did was to help it, to let it know that humans are not a friendly species so that next ti it sees one, it’ll know to stay away.”
“In the future, when you’re out traveling, don’t randomly feed wild animals, especially ones you don’t recognize. Many tis, you give them the wrong idea, thinking that humans are friendly, and they’ll co back for more food.”
“But animals are always animals, they can’t differentiate between one person and the next. If they encounter a poacher, then it’s all over.”
Bi Fang felt it was a bit sad, but indeed, it was the most correct thing for an ordinary person to do. Not making these creatures think all people are kind is the kindest thing to do.
After releasing the giant squirrel, Bi Fang had dismantled all the traps and headed back to the camp.
“If you catch an unidentified animal that might be a protected species, don’t panic. What you should do is check online imdiately, determine whether it belongs to the roster of Level 1 or 2 National Protected Animals by location. If you’re not certain, you should also contact the relevant departnts in ti.”
“Discovering a rare national protected animal is sothing managed by the Forest Bureau, and their phone number is available online. Then wait for the professionals to co and assess it. Don’t think it’s too much trouble. Protecting rare animals is a civic duty. If all else fails, calling 110 is also an option.”
“Besides that, contacting a zoo is also correct. And, if you find yourself in a habitat of a national protected animal and see no obvious signs of injury, you can release it directly back into the wild.”
After a brief educational session with the audience on what to do when encountering a potentially rare wild animal, Bi Fang returned to the camp and split open yesterday’s bamboo tubes that had been left to dry.
Breaking open the bamboo, the audience imdiately saw the creamy yellow, round soap settled at the bottom of the tube.
Not only did it look like soap, but its shape was also the exact center of the bamboo tube, virtually indistinguishable from modern industrial soaps!
“[Did you actually manage to make it?]”
“[If you have extra, you can send it to , can’t wait.jpg]”
Bi Fang squeezed the soap; it was much softer than the ones bought in a supermarket, like a piece of lard, but a bit harder than lard alone. He slled it, and it gave off a fragrance of lemon.
He wet the soap with so water, rubbed it to create lather, and then actually began to apply it directly onto his body.
“In the rainforest, if possible, it’s best to bathe every day. The best ti is in the evening, after finishing a day’s work. Pay special attention to cleaning areas like the armpits and groin.”
“These areas are most likely to develop rashes from the stimulation of sweat accumulating throughout the day. The area behind the ears needs to be kept clean too. If there’s not enough water, then you should reduce the amount of soap and shampoo.”
After applying soap all over one side, Bi Fang picked up a bamboo tube of water and poured it from top to bottom, sweeping away days of gri in one go, feeling thoroughly refreshed.
“If you’re using a natural soap like , a simple rinse is enough. It will biodegrade quickly in nature, but if it’s not, and it’s the soap you brought, no matter what it says on the packaging, be sure to dig a hole at least twenty-five ters away from a water source to dispose of the water.”
“As for using it directly in a river, that should be avoided even more. You don’t know if it’s truly environntally friendly. Businesses can deceive, and even a small piece of soap can wreak havoc on the environnt.”
Clean from bathing and after eating lunch, Bi Fang cleaned his teeth with a tree branch, extinguished the fire pit, grabbed the tree stick, and, with a more portable funnel bag, set off deeper into the rainforest.
“[Old Fang, where are you going?]”
The audience was puzzled by Bi Fang’s sudden fully-equipped departure.
Holding the spear, Bi Fang explained, “While eating lunch, I thought of a good way to find salt, which is a bit dangerous.”
“But if everything goes well, we might not have to worry about salt anymore.”
“Now let’s try to find the Wild Baizhi Ox we encountered on the first day.”
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