Are You Telling An Eight-Year-Old To Survive In The Wilderness? Chapter 139 – Wilderness BBQ    

Seeing that the sawdust was heated, Bell got up and stuffed the thin twigs into the sawdust.

Then, Bell carefully blew at the heated sawdust to strengthen the fire.

Under Bell's control, a ball of fire soon rose.

After igniting the thin twigs in his hand, he added two sticks of firewood and the fire soon burned brightly in the silent wilderness.

After doing all this, Bell looked at the dingo's corpse.

The dagger in his hand turned into an efficient butchering tool.

He dug out the innards, and also skinned the dingo.

“Actually, the fur of wild dogs and rabbits are very easy to peel.

Because they live in the wild, they need to create a layer of fat under the skin. We just need to cut off the layer of fat with the dagger to peel off the entire skin.”

Bell's actions were proficient.

He did not look like a wilderness survivalist. Instead, he looked like a hunter who had been doing this for many years.

“Unfortunately, this wild dog is too small. Its fur is not of much use to us.”

He rolled up the innards and fur, and buried them away from the shelter.

Although there were no large hunting animals here, it was better to be safe than sorry.

Who knew if a large number of dingoes would come running here because of the smell.

Bell still wanted to sleep well, and was unwilling to waste time.

The wild dog was very thin, and after emptying its innards, it weighed about eight kilograms.

Other than some bones and the inedible dog head, there was less than 4 kilograms of edible meat left.

The audience in the live-stream couldn't help but complain.

“F*ck, it looked quite big earlier. Why is there only so little?”

“Hehe, fortunately, Bell is underage. If it were me, I might not even be able to have a full meal.”

“I wonder if the taste of wild dogs is any different from ordinary dogs. Will it taste better because they are more active?”

“You can look at how different the taste is between a wild boar and a domesticated pig.”

Dogs were originally sold for consumption, so everyone was able to accept it.

Bell sharpened a wooden stick and put the remaining wild dog meat on the stick, then placed it beside the fire and roasted it.

The wild dog's flesh had some fat, and it gradually emitted cracking sounds.

The sound was tempting.

Bell used this time to take off his jacket and examine his injuries.

Although the leap of faith looked cool, with the ten-meter distance and the impact, Bell felt like his lungs were about to explode.

In the wild, even the slightest injury could be fatal.

Therefore, he had to examine it immediately and deal with it.

For example, bone dislocation could affect the hunt greatly.

After a careful examination, he found that there was nothing wrong with his body, other than a slight pain on his chest area when he touched it.

Bell frowned.

Feeling pain was not a good news.

However, after breathing deeply a few times, he did not feel any discomfort and heaved a sigh of relief.

“Looks like my ribs are not broken. That's good news.”

Bell estimated that with his current physical condition, the pain should be reduced after a night of sleep.

As for the bruises on the muscles, there was no need to pay too much attention. As long as there was no internal bleeding, the body would naturally recover.

After checking his body and finding no abnormalities, Bell began to roast the meat in peace and prepared his dinner.

It was time to reward himself.

The smell of meat made Bell swallow subconsciously.

After confirming that the outside was cooked, Bell was in no mood to wait anymore. The dagger in his hand turned into a table knife as he cut off a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

Bell chewed hard, his expression unreadable.

The audience in the live-stream looked at Bell with anticipation, as if they wanted to hear his evaluation of the dog meat.

Bell smiled bitterly.

“The taste is not good. There is no seasoning, and there is no way to remove the stench. When you eat it, there is an extremely thick smell of blood.

If I had a choice, I would prefer to eat the spider legs from last night. ”

However, although he said that, Bell's actions were not slow at all. He cut off another piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

It looked a little funny, and what he said seemed like a joke.

“Host, since it's not tasty, why don't you slow down?”

“Haha, with the host like this, I can't tell if he's telling the truth or not.”

Seeing the comments on the live-stream, Bell shook his head.

“I'm telling the truth. It's indeed not delicious, but this is the wilderness. Considering how we have no other food options, it can be considered a top delicacy.

It can replenish enough proteins for me.

In such an environment, even if there was a slug, as long as it can replenish your nutrition, you have to endure the discomfort and swallow it.

Because everything is insignificant in front of your own life. ”

“Wilderness survival and enjoyment are never meant to be together.

The only thing you can pursue here is survival. ”

Bell tore off the roasted wild dog meat like a wild beast.

It looked like he was eating some top-notch barbecue.

But in fact, only Bell knew the taste.

This ravenous appearance made the audience in the live-stream swallow their saliva even though they had just eaten.

It couldn't be helped. It looked too appetizing.

But combined with what Bell had said earlier, it made their hearts ache.

“Sigh, it's really hard to imagine how the host came into contact with these things at such a young age.”

“Everyone, listen to me. Bell's fan club is about to form a second group. If you're interested, you can add my QQ.”

“Let's support the host together.”

“Add me!”

“There's finally a new group? Looks like I can finally join it.”

“You guys are too slow. I have already joined Bell's company.”

“Bell's company is already established. We welcome everyone's support.”

Chapter end