Wilderness Survival with Druid System Chapter 20: Crafting Stone Tools

The essence of crafting stone tools lies in the "strike" part.

The simplest way is to smash the flint against so hard stones.

Smashed with a crack, leaving it to fate.

But Chen Wen did not plan to do that.

He planned to strike the flint slowly using a stone for precise crafting.

As soon as he decided, he got to work!

Chen Wen didn’t dare to pick the best pieces of flint.

He chose a more ordinary piece of flint.

Next, Chen Wen took out a relatively hard, elongated stone that he had picked up while searching for flint.

He carefully tapped on the edge of the flint with the elongated stone.

Preparing to shape the flint into his desired form.

Tap! Tap!

The crisp sound of stones colliding continued.

Chen Wen’s heart rose and fell with the tapping.

About the tenth tap, Chen Wen’s hand trembled.

"Damn, too much force!"

Chen Wen grimaced at the notch on the flint, feeling slightly affected.

But he quickly adjusted his mindset.

"Just treat it as practice, continue!"

Afterwards, Chen Wen’s actions were more cautious.

With his continuous tapping, five minutes later.

A piece of flint with the shape of a spearhead appeared!

"It looks... sowhat interesting!"

Chen Wen looked at his creation, couldn’t help but smile.

He was rather satisfied.

Putting the spearhead aside, Chen Wen picked another ordinary piece of flint and began crafting again.

During this crafting process, Chen Wen noticeably felt he was much more skillful.

Each tapping position and force showed improvent.

"I’m a craftsman too, huh!"

Soon, looking at the second spearhead, Chen Wen couldn’t help but boast a little.

Of course, the second spearhead wasn’t perfect.

Once, Chen Wen used too much force while tapping, causing a crack at the spearhead’s tip.

No big deal!

Chen Wen put down the spearhead and picked up the largest flint.

This flint was square-shaped.

Chen Wen didn’t intend to make it into a spearhead but planned to craft it into an axe head.

If rescue takes too long to arrive, he planned to build a boat, which would require an axe.

Chen Wen held the flint, tapping it gently.

This ti, he spent more ti and was more cautious and ticulous.

After all, apart from this big one, the remaining flints weren’t suitable for making an axe.

Finally!

Hard work pays off!

Under Chen Wen’s ticulous tapping, the flint gradually took the shape of an axe head.

Very perfect!

Chen Wen grinned, putting the axe-shaped flint into his pocket.

Next, Chen Wen confidently used the best pieces of flint.

Amidst the clinking sounds.

The carefully crafted stone tools were produced as if on an assembly line.

Of course, Chen Wen wasn’t a master bladesmith.

During the tapping process, he also broke a few pieces of flint.

These flints broke in the middle, ending up in a miserable state.

But most flints, Chen Wen didn’t make mistakes with.

Ultimately, Chen Wen produced four spearheads, one axe, and a flint small knife.

"Now onto the second difficult part!"

Chen Wen rested for a while before continuing his work.

How to assemble these stone tools with wooden sticks was also quite a challenging task.

Chen Wen selected wooden sticks, pairing them one by one.

"Two long spears are enough, use one, spare one."

"The remaining two spearheads turn into short spears. If it’s a complicated environnt, short spears are more convenient; use one, spare one."

"The axe will use this thicker stick, and the knife will use this short one; pairing completed."

After pairing, Chen Wen began assembling.

He decided to proceed from easy to difficult, assembling the stone axe first.

...

When assembling the stone tools and wooden sticks, Chen Wen had so ideas.

Earlier that morning, he picked up quite a few broken fishing nets on the trash beach.

These fishing nets were definitely unsuitable for fishing.

But cutting them up and twisting them into ropes was doable.

Chen Wen picked up the thick wooden stick and axe, carefully examining to estimate the best position for binding the axe.

"This position seems best, it’s at the right distance for tying, and won’t be tiring or cause self-injury when swinging."

Chen Wen chose about five centiters down from the top of the wooden stick.

This position was very suitable for binding with rope.

Chen Wen split the stick top down the middle, extending the crack about a third of the stick’s length.

Then, he tied a segnt of rope about two centiters below the crack.

This was to prevent the crack from continuing and eventually splitting the stick completely.

After finishing the binding, Chen Wen used a stone to knock the axe head into the middle of the stick.

Once the axe head was secure.

Chen Wen took another piece of rope, secured the split top of the stick, and firmly fixed the axe, tying a tight knot at the end.

"Now it’s got that feel, just like Ark."

Chen Wen couldn’t help but say, looking at the axe he painstakingly crafted.

Ark was a survival ga he played in his previous life.

The stone axe he made now looked much like the one in Ark.

ntioning Ark, Chen Wen couldn’t help but fantasize: "If I keep surviving on this island, could I eventually craft iron tools by hand?"

"Forget it, who the hell wants to survive here, isn’t a cozy bed more appealing?"

Halting his dangerous thoughts, Chen Wen began making the flint knife.

The making of the flint knife was sowhat simpler than that of the stone axe.

Chen Wen found a short stick and used his Swiss Army knife to split it open.

Of course, he placed the knife blade tightly against the middle of the stick, using a stone to strike and split it.

Not chopping it open directly by hand.

After splitting the stick, Chen Wen inserted the flint knife into it.

Then directly used a piece of rope to tie and secure it.

Fewer steps than with the stone axe.

Next up was the flint spear.

But looking at the sky, Chen Wen decided to make the flint spear at night.

He needed to take advantage of the remaining daylight to collect so coconuts from the coconut grove.

anwhile, he also needed to gather so firewood around, as his supply was running low.

...

As Chen Wen left.

On the n’s side.

Gathered around the fire, Lu Heng started talking about what he saw in the morning at the trash beach.

"So, you an there’s soone else on this island?"

Yan Bian asked in surprise.

Lu Heng nodded: "Yes, I’m sure, those marks are fresh. If we hadn’t gotten lost, we might have even t that person!"

Everyone exchanged looks, finding it hard to believe this news.

Fisherman Bai Yachuan said: "I don’t think it’s possible. The director’s team told us before we got to the island that it’s absolutely uninhabited, they’ve surveyed it with helicopters."

"But what if the person deliberately avoided being spotted by the helicopter?"

Construction worker Gan Tieshan said: "Have you heard of Sentinel Island? I suspect this island might have indigenous people!"

Indigenous people!

Everyone imdiately thought of those ferocious, cannibal tribes.

"No way..."

College student Zhuo Hongnian was scared: "The show wouldn’t bring us to such a dangerous place and ignore our safety, right?"

Lv Guocheng reassured: "Don’t think too much, let’s wait for the production team’s response. They’ve also likely learned about our situation. Let’s focus on surviving and stop speculating."

...

"Indigenous people?"

On-site director Xiao Yong was puzzled.

"Yes, the n’s team was just discussing the indigenous people issue."

The assistant couldn’t help but smile: "But how could there possibly be anyone on this island!"

"Don’t mind them, n tend to overthink when gathered, creating all sorts of flights of fancy."

Xiao Yong said helplessly, since he had also been that age.

"Then..."

The assistant wanted to ask if they should investigate.

Xiao Yong guessed the assistant’s intention: "Not now, I have bigger matters to attend to."

The thought of getting the n’s team to hunt a Black Panther made Xiao Yong want to slap the chief director and all investors with a single swipe.

Insects! A bunch of insects!