Chapter 12: Let's treat ourselves to some seafood porridge.

Lu Xian took out the items inside.

Looking at what was in his hands.

It was a wig!

A light green, permed, long-style women's wig.

“...”

“I forgot to check which cutie sent this package just now.”

Lu Xian flipped through the packaging.

Express tracking number 20025, Sender: [Bald Little Darling Liu].

“Thank you to this friend named Liu... Mr. Someone for sending this package.”

As he spoke, he deliberately paused.

[Mint green, the most popular hair color this year.]

[Bald Little Darling Liu, could this be that guy from yesterday who sent razor blades, the one named Liu Hailong?]

[Probably not, right? Sending two in a row? How lucky would he have to be?]

[Speaking of sending razor blades, I sent a big box of my hometown's specialty razor blades to the Streamer today, but it wasn't picked, what a pity.]

[I sent Ren Zhong Huang (human feces medicine), and it got returned, I gagged on the spot (′д｀)...]

[What is Ren Zhong Huang? A medicinal herb?]

[Everything can be a medicinal herb.]

By this time, Lu Xian had already put the wig away.

“However, with my hair volume, I don't need this.”

As a result, the group responded one after another:

You think what you think is really what it is?

Afterward, he scanned the three packages in front of him.

Undoubtedly, he was quite satisfied with the first two.

They were crucial for his survival on the Deserted Island for the next nine days.

After a moment of reflection, Lu Xian began moving these items back to the campsite.

Returning to his tent in the banana grove.

He saw the state of last night's campfire, noticing the three-meter-long log had one-fifth left, emitting faint wisps of smoke.

“The big log from yesterday wasn't completely burned. Although the fire has gone out, it's still smoking, which means there are still embers inside.”

“If I get some tinder, I should be able to blow it back into a flame.”

When he found some tinder and fiddled with it, blowing on it.

The wood smoked, and the tinder was instantly ignited.

He had successfully started a fire again!

[What are you going to do next?]

Someone asked.

While adding firewood to the fire, Lu Xian replied:

“I'll cook some porridge in a moment. We happen to have a pot now, so we can cook things.”

“My stomach hasn't adjusted yet, and what I ate last night wasn't very filling.”

He had rice, so it was impossible not to eat it.

But before that.

He had to take the rice out of the rice cooker's inner pot and store it in something.

The inner pot alone had many uses.

The rice cooker itself could serve as a container for the rice.

Putting some dried banana leaves or express packaging paper at the bottom would keep the rice from leaking out.

Lu Xian couldn't help but feel amused as he thought about it.

This Survival Talent and the audience were just too amazing.

Being able to eat 'hometown' rice in the Survival World made him feel happy and content just thinking about it.

[What is the Streamer laughing at?]

[Laughing like a two-hundred-pound fool, silly Streamer.]

Someone in the livestream room teased.

“...”

Lu Xian took out the inner pot and carefully poured all the rice into the rice cooker, then covered it.

Just as he stood up to get water.

He hesitated.

Where should he get water?

Currently, there were only two water sources.

Banana tree water, seawater.

[What is he doing now?]

[He looks so silly, hahaha.]

[Holding the rice cooker inner pot, I guess he's going to get water?]

[The seawater, of course. It's salty so no need to add salt, and it looks quite clear anyway, probably low pollution.]

The people in the livestream room discussed.

“Uh, going to the beach to brush my teeth first.”

“At the same time, I'll test the water quality to see if there are any issues; I need water for cooking.”

Lu Xian smiled and replied.

As he spoke, he picked up a charred branch, took the inner pot, and walked toward the beach.

Honestly, he hadn't tasted the seawater of the Survival World yet.

The livestream room exclaimed, “Good guy, 666!”

At this time, the sky was brightening.

The east was filled with morning glow.

The sky over the sea in the west was gray and hazy, the trace of night just departing.

“Ptooey, ptooey~”

Lu Xian arrived at the beach, filled the inner pot with some water, and rinsed his mouth with the seawater.

His taste buds instantly felt the taste of seawater with a very high salt concentration.

The taste of the sea, super salty!

“I feel like the seawater here has a very high salinity.”

Lu Xian said to everyone in the livestream room.

“But it's fine for rinsing; saltwater combined with charcoal can sterilize and clean teeth.”

Soon, Lu Xian's teeth were covered in charcoal powder.

His teeth were black, and he looked funny and comical when he smiled.

[Screenshot taken.]

[The Streamer's black teeth look so good /(*^▽^*)]

After washing up.

Lu Xian grinned, revealing his white, pearly teeth:

“Help me check if there's any charcoal residue?”

Some said yes, some said no, his teeth were neat and white.

Lu Xian rinsed a few more times, moved to a different spot, and used the pot to collect a little seawater.

“The seawater is too salty to drink.”

“But when cooking porridge, I can add some as seasoning to replenish the body's salt.”

“For the water source for this morning's porridge, I'll have to use the water from the banana trees.”

At this moment, someone in the chat suggested:

[Get some seafood?]

[Eh? Right, Brother Lu, crab porridge! That works!]

[It's a pity the tide hasn't gone out, otherwise we could have octopus or sea cucumber.]

[Speaking of getting seafood, that guy surnamed Huang who gets seafood seems to have been unbanned?]

[I just saw a message from him saying, 'I, Mr. Huang, have always been irreconcilable with gambling and drugs, Master Lu please show mercy!' But there were too many messages, and it got scrolled away.]

“Seafood porridge? Hmm, that works.”

Lu Xian nodded.

This suggestion was good; compared to salt porridge, having some meat would be better.

He turned around and started looking for targets on the beach.

On the beach, the number of crabs today was much lower than yesterday afternoon.

But after searching carefully, he still found something.

Lu Xian found a few conspicuous sand crab holes on the beach.

After spending some time digging and catching.

He harvested three sand crabs bigger than his palm!

As for the seashells and snails, they were already submerged in the rising tide.

“Not a bad harvest.”

Lu Xian looked at the crabs in the pot and chuckled.

Since he was going to cook porridge.

These three crabs naturally couldn't be roasted over a fire like last night.

“Since I'm cooking crab porridge, the live crabs must be cleaned thoroughly so the porridge will be clean, delicious, and tasty.”

Lu Xian made quick work of it.

He skillfully pried open the crab shells, cleaned the internal organs with seawater, cracked the large claws, and then threw them into the pot.

Click, click, click~

He shook the pot, the shells and meat hitting the sides of the pot, and said:

“Let's go back and add some rice to cook the porridge. I also need to make more water pits by the banana trees, otherwise, there won't be enough water.”

Returning to the campsite.

The orange-red flames of the fire were dancing, and the scent of firewood smoke permeated the surroundings.

He returned to the tent, opened the rice cooker, and grabbed three handfuls of rice:

“Three handfuls of rice for a meal of porridge. I won't wash the rice; after all, the conditions are what they are.”

Someone suggested using seawater to wash the rice.

He shook his head; it would be better not to wash it at all.

Arriving at the water storage pit he dug, the banana tree sap was still dripping.

The water quality was slightly white and turbid, not exactly clean or transparent, and there were some flocculent substances floating in it, but it could quench thirst.

“What do you guys think, should I filter this water?”

Lu Xian asked.

The chat in the livestream room responded one after another:

[Definitely filter it! It'll be cleaner.]

[What are you going to use to filter it, Streamer?]

[Clothes, maybe?]

Lu Xian nodded, “Hmm, clothes.”

This was a resource he had, and since he didn't have any other fabric, he had to make the best use of it.

Hearing him say this, some viewers in the livestream room responded:

[No need to filter, it's too much trouble.]

[If your clothes get wet and dirty, and there are many mosquitoes in the forest, that's not good, right?]

[Exactly, you drank it yesterday and were fine, just boil it later.]

Seeing them say this.

Lu Xian thought it made sense.

Thinking about it, he decided not to filter it and would use banana flower petals to scoop up the cleanest water possible.

But even so, the water level in the pit was bottoming out.

“For cooking porridge, the water is barely enough.”

Lu Xian looked and said.

He returned to the fire, went to the shore to move three large stones to act as a stove, and then placed the inner pot containing the crab meat and rice water on top.

The firewood burned, the stove didn't collapse, and the pot was stable.

Seeing this, Lu Xian breathed a sigh of relief.

“We'll wait for the crabs to cook and the porridge to boil.”

“Next, I'm going to dig holes by the banana trees to see if I can store more water.”

“Then use that chainsaw...”

As he spoke, he paused and asked:

“What do you think I can do with this chainsaw?”