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They had no nets or hooks, so they had to find a way to catch fish with their bare hands.

Cuiling said she learned how to spearfish from her elders when she was a child, so she was fairly confident if she saw fish in the water. So they used a knife to cut some branches to make spears and decided to try stabbing some fish.

But actually, the fish on the riverbank are hard to pick at, and Cuiling stood there for a long time without seeing any fish swim by.

So they had no choice but to rummage through the rocks on the riverbank, hoping to find some small prey like fish, shrimp, or crabs underneath.

To everyone's surprise, when Lang Mingxi moved one of the stones, he saw a long snake and was so frightened that he took a step back. Cui Ling, however, didn't even think twice and plunged her wooden spear down. A rather long "spicy strip" wrapped around the wooden spear.

As Cui Ling pressed down with all her might, she called out to Lang Mingxi for help, "Brother Lang, quickly help me put more force into piercing it, don't let it escape."

While helping, Lang Mingxi said in a panic, "This snake is so big! This triangular one is probably poisonous. Be careful. Dou Dou, don't go near it, it's scary." He said it was scary, but his hand remained motionless, pressing down on the wooden spear. The spicy strip was nailed in and couldn't be flipped out no matter how hard he tried.

Seeing that someone was holding down the wooden spear, Cui Ling freed her hand and took a stone to smash the snake's head. "Okay, okay, it's alright now. Oh, I'm so afraid of snakes. Brother Lang, take this thing further away and cut it into pieces. Bring it back after you've cut it into pieces."

Lang Mingxi wanted to say, "I'm scared too," but seeing his wife's fearful expression, he knew she wasn't faking it, so he had no choice but to take on the responsibility of gutting the spicy strips.

Cui Ling turned back to the small camp, took out a small stainless steel bucket, washed it clean, filled it with some water, and put it on her small stove made of pebbles and mud to boil.

This stainless steel bucket is actually DouDou's toy; she takes it everywhere she goes. Anyone with children knows that kids might squat down to dig in the sand and play in the mud anytime, anywhere, and it's especially indispensable at the beach. So, on this trip, DouDou brought this bucket along, along with a matching stainless steel short-handled shovel. Now, both toys have been taken over by CuiLing.

Because they had a small stainless steel bucket, they no longer needed to find other cooking utensils.

Their camping equipment was second only to the father and son next door; they had genuinely brought survival tools, as if they were truly on an African expedition and camping trip. They had brought a small stove and cooking utensils, and like Cui Ling and her group, they had already lit a fire and were cooking. They had also caught some game.

Cuiling gathered a lot of dry firewood from the surrounding area and piled it under the shack, intending to use it for cooking and heating at night.

"Mommy, look what I found!" Dou Dou's clear voice came from behind. Cui Ling turned around and saw Dou Dou skipping over, holding a large leaf in her dirty little hands, with five or six wild fruits of various kinds on it. "Little Jim knows a lot of edible wild fruits. He says they are all edible."

Jim, the son of the father and son who brought camping equipment, is an eight- or nine-year-old boy. They seem to have a lot of knowledge about wilderness survival, and they even recognize wild fruits from Africa.

“Let me see.” Cui Ling leaned closer and examined them carefully. “Oh no, I don’t recognize any of them. Let’s ask the captain and the flight attendant, see if they’re locals and know them.”

The captain saw Dou Dou bringing over wild berries and asking about them, so he became interested and sat up. "Oh, you clever little devil, you found so many wild berries so quickly. Let me see what you have. Oh, a plum, not bad. This one is red, sweet and sour, it'll taste delicious."

Another plum tree. Oh, this one isn't ripe yet; it's still a bit yellow and might be a little sour.

These are sour plums, very sour, I can't stand them, but they're not poisonous. I suggest you throw them into soup and cook them before eating.

These are sugar plums, they're delicious, not bad at all. The little ones can eat all the fruit they've collected, you guys are amazing!

Hearing the captain say that the fruits were edible, the adults watching breathed a sigh of relief. They dispersed to search for other wild fruits of the same kind. Some people, having failed to find cooking utensils, decided to simply find some wild fruits to eat that night.

Cui Ling happily tossed a few sour wild fruits into the stainless steel bucket to add some flavor to the pot. "Dou Dou is really great. You deserve a lot of credit for our dinner tonight."

"Is the water boiling?" Lang Mingxi handed over the cleaned meat pieces with a leaf, and in his hand he also had a dozen or so small fish and shrimp skewered on a wooden stick.

"Wow, Uncle Lang, you're amazing! You found so many fish and shrimp all at once!" Dou Dou praised innocently. She really thought Lang Mingxi was amazing for being able to bring back so many prey.

Lang Mingxi smiled smugly after being praised by Dou Dou, "Just now I threw the entrails of this worm aside, and fish swam over to eat them. I caught a few, and it was quite an effort to catch them. The fish in this river are all stupid, so we don't have to worry about going hungry."

Cuiling was quite happy and threw a bag of real spicy strips into the pot as a seasoning. This was also DouDou's snack. They hadn't brought any proper seasonings, so they could only use the oil and salt from the spicy strips as a substitute.

Speaking of which, these small spicy strips sold by weight in supermarkets are quite flavorful, containing oil, salt, sugar, and spiciness. Throwing them into boiling water can indeed replace seasonings to a certain extent.

Small fish, shrimp, and snake pieces—it's too much to cook in one pot; you can only eat them like hot pot.

Everyone else hadn't even had a chance to eat yet. Some people were grilling fruit, others were grilling fish, and everyone's food was pretty bland. Only their family got to eat something flavorful.

Even Jim and his son, who were eating the spicy snacks with proper camping seasoning, didn't seem to enjoy it as much as the foreigners. Mainly, the spicy snacks had a slightly artificial flavoring, giving them a strong aroma that made the foreigners think they were actually delicious.

Although Cui Ling and her family of three found the food unappetizing and only managed to fill their stomachs, the others thought they were being a bit over the top. They were surviving in the wild, yet they could still enjoy such delicious food.

The family finished eating quickly. Looking around the other small campsites, they saw many people still struggling to eat the grilled fish, their faces contorted with worry. The fish were all poorly cooked, either half-cooked or burnt. How could they eat like that? So Cuiling had them bring over the fish that weren't burnt yet, throw them into the pot with some seasoning, add water, and cook them for them. Of course, they had to provide their own firewood. In this way, all the fellow sufferers had a decent meal that day, and at least no one went to bed hungry.

Some people who hadn't set up their shelters, with the help of the captain and flight attendants, found palm leaves with huge leaves and quickly built makeshift shelters for the night. As if they had planned it in advance, everyone built their shelters in a circle, with each person's fire facing outwards.

Of course, some people disdained building shelters, believing that someone would come to rescue them soon and there was no need for such things. They thought they could just lie down by the campfire fully clothed.

At night, Cuiling and Lang Mingxi took turns resting and watching over the campfire to keep the hut warm.

In the middle of the night, a rainstorm started, soaking those who hadn't set up shelters.

It turns out the climate here is a bit strange; it can rain anytime, anywhere. No wonder the captain and the others told them to set up their shelters early.

Sure enough, not long after, they encountered a light rain.

Cuiling and the others were alright. Before dark, they hurriedly built a simple windproof fence around their shack, keeping them dry. Watching the rain outside from inside the shack gave them a real sense of wilderness survival.

The first night passed safely, albeit not.

Cui Ling and the others didn't dare to use their phones much, so when it was light the next day, their phones still had more than half of their battery left and could occasionally receive satellite signals.

Cui Ling discovered that Xiao Meng had received her message and even replied, saying that she had already found mercenaries to rescue them and that they should stay there and wait patiently for rescue.