Chapter 6: The Harvest of Ancient Battlefields

The strength of an individual is limited, thus a house cannot be constructed in a perfectly organized manner. It can only be extended in accordance with the direction of the tree branches, resulting in a shape that presents a completely irregular and unstructured form. For the same reason, when all available materials have been exhausted, the house becomes perfectly concealed among the trees—though it is somewhat cluttered with dead branches and fallen leaves.

This is not considered large; Liu Jingxue used something that resembles a helmet as a stove. However, Liu Jingxue directly denied this conclusion, stating that it was as big as a cow's rear. It took Liu Jingxue a full three days to move this item to the treehouse, moving slowly towards the goal like a turtle carrying a heavy shell. Fortunately, the foundation of the treehouse, reinforced with bamboo, was sturdy enough, and the branches were thick enough to support such a heavy object, and it was quite stable.

Speaking of which, this cleaver is indeed quite an excellent choice for cooking. With its heavy weight, chopping vegetables is effortless, and the blunt edge forms a sharp point, making it particularly suitable for intricate garnishing. The meticulously carved handle feels incredibly comfortable in hand, and the thick spine of the blade is just as effective for striking as a hammer. Moreover, the curves on the blade's edge are likely designed for protection or other purposes, and the patterns left from chopping are quite handy for peeling. The carefully crafted handle feels so comfortable in hand, and the thick spine of the blade is just as effective for striking as a hammer. Additionally, the curves on the blade's edge are likely designed for protection or other purposes, and the patterns left from chopping are quite handy for peeling. Furthermore...

In any case, the physiques of both the fighters and the books should definitely be over 2 meters.

In any case, Liu Jingxue now regards that broken sword as a treasure, and that knife has also played a significant role in the construction of the house

There are pots, and quite a few of them. Although many of them look like broken shields or something else, it doesn't matter. After such a long time, everything on them should have decayed. Moreover, the bones I saw are also nearly rotten. Just a good wash will suffice.

How large must the head of the owner of this helmet be

From the remnants of the broken sword, it can be inferred that this was likely a type of Western two-handed sword. The entire sword appears to be a single piece, as the hilt and blade are integrated, unlike the Chinese style of swords with wrapped hilts. The blade's tip is uniformly fine and dense, and even after countless years, it is evident that the break was caused by a tremendous lateral force. Moreover, it was broken by a heavy weapon with a sharp edge. One side of the fracture shows distinct indentations, which are arc-shaped and occupy nearly one-quarter of the blade.

This can be inferred from the width of the sword, its weight, and the length of the handle

It must have been struck by an axe. Based on the marks on the broken edge of the sword, Liu Jing could almost feel the heart-stopping battle from that year. The giant axe whistled down with a cold gleam, and the sword's owner met it with his blade. In the resounding clash, the massive two-handed sword broke into two pieces. The sword's owner trembled as he held onto the remaining half, while the other half vanished amidst the fierce collision, either cutting down his opponent due to inertia or rebounding to strike its owner.

The autumn wind is bleak, and one by one, the yellowing leaves detach from the branches, dancing as they fall into the embrace of the earth. Liu Jingxue has also begun to prepare food for the winter—dried fish, stored fruits of plants, tubers, and boiled rock salt. Surprisingly, there is a spring at the foot of a hillside with a high salt content. Fortunately, thanks to this spring, Liu Jingxue has not turned into a little old man with a head full of white hair. As for whether there are any other toxic or harmful substances in the saltwater, it seems that the animals that often come to drink are doing fine, so there should be no problem.

However, as the number of discoveries increased, the unease in Liu Jingxue's heart gradually grew.

Then, one can enjoy a delightful life with hot soup and warm dishes

Oh, my dear! After a moment of exclamation, Liu Jingxue, with red eyes, traversed all the places around the broken sword site that could be reached within a day. Thus, in Liu Jingxue's treehouse, various scraps and broken items were hung all around. The remnants of swords and blades, along with the need to carry those heavier objects up to the treehouse, also revealed solid muscle masses on Liu Jingxue's body

Some rusted broken swords, with a little polishing, reveal their former sharpness, which also reflects the considerable level of metallurgy achieved in this place. However, it remains uncertain what level their social structure has reached, as China had similar standards thousands of years ago. The bronze swords unearthed from the Warring States period still shine with a cold light

It is indeed a kitchen knife

The stove is properly placed, and a layer of mud is applied inside as an insulation layer to prevent heat conduction from causing a fire. Then, a rice pot is used to lift the fire source from the ground, as the stove is indeed too heavy and difficult to move.

The intricately intertwined and bound grass walls, complemented by some herbs, are tightly packed to be completely airtight, along with a thick and solidly reinforced roof, dozens of marked food storage locations, and neatly stacked firewood.

An irregular, oddly shaped house composed of numerous materials has finally reached its preliminary completion after Liu Jing's efforts over several days and nights

There is no pattern, it is entirely based on seizing the moment; there are no blueprints, everything is guided by circumstances; there is no plan, it is purely a matter of adapting to changes; there are no regulations, it is simply a matter of hitting the target as directed

With full confidence, Liu Jing lay on the rattan bed in the treehouse, lazily watching the changing seasons outside the window

Speaking of survival, Liu Jingxue is relatively fortunate. Not long after the construction began on the family villa—nicknamed his study (he does not have the habit of keeping track of time, and he believes that writing and drawing on the walls of his own home is a bad habit, considering that wall is a living tree; as a tenant, one should not go too far)—he unearthed a broken sword on a cliff several kilometers away from where he lived, downstream of a river with two or three hills.

A vessel used as a cooking pot resembles a helmet, yet it can simultaneously stew two fish weighing over 2 jin each, with plenty of room to spare

What a fine knife it is. As Liu Jingxue caressed the smooth blade (having completely regarded the broken sword as a kitchen knife), he could not help but marvel at the exquisite craftsmanship of the sword. The sharp edge, after cutting through several giant bamboos, showed no signs of damage and was still able to delicately carve bamboo bowls, bamboo plates, and wooden basins, as well as effortlessly peel yam skin. It seemed even more convenient to use.

Also cut down was a thing used as a curtain, green and adorned with numerous patterns, though the patterns appeared somewhat incomplete, flashy and dizzying to look at. Liu Jingxue decided to use it as a curtain, thinking it might daze some unwelcome guests. Imagining an animal getting dizzy looking at the curtain and then tumbling from the high treehouse to the ground, Liu Jingxue couldn't help but let out a greedy laugh: "There will be meat to eat, hehe."

I forgot that the book contained an exclamation, stating that foreigners require many knives to prepare a dish, while Chinese people can create numerous dishes with just one knife

It is just that the blade of the sword is a bit long, making it somewhat inconvenient to use as a kitchen knife

The sword blade is 10 centimeters wide, with a handle nearly 30 centimeters long. Although the blade itself is less than 20 centimeters in length, the combined weight surprisingly approaches 20 to 30 jin. Of course, this is merely an estimate made by Liu Jingxue based on her own physical strength; aside from the weight, the accuracy of other measurements is quite high.

The quilt has also arrived, and it is quite large, sufficient for both covering and laying out. I do not know what material it is made of, yet it has surprisingly not deteriorated over such a long time, even with the * illustrations * and books. It seems to be a treasure; I just wonder what happened back then. Those who fought did not bother to clean the battlefield, leaving a windfall for Liu Jingxue, a descendant from many years later. It is just so remarkably resilient that it cannot be cut, so I can only wrap myself in it to sleep. It is a windfall for Liu Jingxue, a descendant from many years later. It is just so remarkably resilient that it cannot be cut, so I can only wrap myself in it to sleep

As for whether the saline solution lacks certain trace elements required by the human body, there is no way to check, nor is there anyone to conduct such checks. After all, survival is the primary task

In this way, Liu Jing will no longer fear the cold of winter; he can confidently and boldly cook and make a fire in the treehouse without worrying about setting the house on fire. After all, even though a layer of soil has been laid down, it does not change the fact that this house is made entirely of wood, and wood is inherently flammable.

Cutting branches, pruning twigs, splitting tree vines, cutting reeds, carving chopsticks, making bamboo bowls, ladles, water buckets

Food is the primary necessity of the people. When Liu Jing first thought of having a knife, her first idea was to cook.

This broken sword's material is unknown, and it is unclear how long it has remained on that cliff. The other half has also vanished without a trace. Liu Jingxue once expended considerable effort searching around the broken sword, but unfortunately, she found neither the other half nor any fragments.

"Oh, what a delight!" After a long period of preparation and toil, Liu Jingxue lay comfortably on a soft rattan bed, using a strangely shaped ladle—possibly a remnant of some elongated weapon, made of an indeterminate material, with one end featuring a depression the size of an egg, which Liu Jingxue had conveniently repurposed as both a soup ladle and a spatula—to savor a delicious fish soup. Liu Jingxue sighed contentedly.