Oh no! I've been kept as a pet by a stray killer whale!

Chapter 33 This time, the fire is ignited!

This time, he was no longer fighting alone.

Under Qiangzi's obsessive-compulsive management, the hay, sawdust, and kindling in the camp were all neatly arranged and categorized. Jiang Che only needed to reach out to grab the driest and fluffiest tinder.

"The same old method, the fire bow technique."

Jiang Che remade a set of fire bow tools, this time choosing hibiscus wood of better quality as the drill plate.

"start."

Jiang Che knelt on one knee, his expression focused.

Sizzle—sizzle—

As the wooden bow was pulled rhythmically, the drill bit spun rapidly on the drill plate.

Qiangzi squatted to the side, its beady green eyes wide, watching the scene with curiosity. It didn't understand why this two-legged creature was bothering two pieces of wood, but seeing how steadily the wood was spinning, it felt—quite relaxing.

Two minutes later.

A wisp of smoke rose up.

The smell of burning wafted through the air.

Qiangzi was startled and instinctively shrank back.

In the instincts of animals, the smell of smoke represents danger.

But Jiang Che didn't stop. His eyes were filled with fervor as he increased the pulling speed until enough black charcoal powder had accumulated.

"Now!"

Jiang Che threw away the fire bow, carefully picked up the pile of smoking wood powder, and poured it into the coconut fiber bird nest that he had prepared beforehand.

He held the bird's nest in his hands, puffed out his cheeks, and gently blew on it.

Huhu—

As oxygen was injected, the red light grew brighter and brighter in the smoke.

Sudden.

puff!

A soft sound.

A bright orange flame, like a newborn sprite, stubbornly leaped out of the thick smoke!

It sways in the wind, radiating a captivating light and heat.

"It's getting exciting!!"

Jiang Che suppressed a low growl, his eyes welling up with tears.

He quickly placed the burning tinder into the perfect "Dakota fire pit" and then placed twigs on top.

crackling and popping—

Dry firewood ignites instantly upon contact with intense fire. Because it's at the bottom of the pit, the flames don't leap out of the ground; only a wave of heat hits you.

"Did you see that, guys?"

Jiang Che, his face illuminated by the firelight, smiled as brightly as a child: "This is civilization! This is hope!"

Qiangzi also came closer. Although it was afraid of fire, it was also attracted by the flickering light. It tentatively stretched out its paw to feel the temperature, then immediately withdrew it, its mind filled with shock: "Wow—it's hot!"

"This red thing bites! But—it's so warm!"

however.

The crisis is not completely over.

Although the "Dakota fire pit" can greatly reduce smoke, it is still a form of combustion, and the smell cannot be masked.

As the breeze shifted, a faint smell of burning inevitably drifted towards the sea.

Shallow waters of the beach.

The fat man, who was dreaming of a grand feast, suddenly twitched his nose.

"Inhale—inhale—"

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The fear of "fire" ingrained in its genes instantly awakened its nerves.

Big Fatty suddenly opened his eyes.

"Holy crap?! The smell! It smells again!"

It rolled over, its massive tail slapping the water's surface as it sounded the alarm: "Wake up! Wake up! Fire!!"

"That troublesome pet is smoking again!!"

Splash—

The once quiet orca pod suddenly erupted into chaos. The whimpering baby, Auntie, and Grandma all woke up in alarm.

"Where? Where's the fire?"

"Help! My catcher's ball is burning up!"

The whimpering monster took a big gulp of water, like a fire truck loaded with ammunition, ready to go.

"Over there! Behind the trees!"

Big Fatty pinpointed the source of the smell. Although he couldn't see any fire, the smell was unmistakable.

"Charge! We can even spray through the trees!"

Just as this group of "violent firefighters" was preparing to launch a second water attack to submerge Jiang Che and his house, they were about to be submerged.

Sudden.

A figure darted out from behind the trees and ran wildly to the beach.

It was Jiang Che.

But this time he didn't come empty-handed. He held a large white wooden board with an extremely abstract, yet barely legible, line drawing on it made of black charcoal.

"stop!!!!"

Jiang Che stood in the water, raised the plank high, and placed it between himself and Da Pang.

"Big brother! Don't spray! Please don't spray!"

Big Fatty held back the water that was already at its lips. It stared wide-eyed at the two-legged creature holding the sign, then looked at the sign itself.

"What is this thing?"

Big Fatty looked completely bewildered: "That's... a painting?"

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The sign read:

On the left is a small figure, in the middle is a pile of red fire with a fish on top. On the right is a smiling face and a thumbs-up. At the bottom is a large X drawn on a dark cloud.

Although orcas do not understand human art, with the assistance of the "Fangwu Xinsheng" system, this strong expression of intent can be perceived.

While holding up the sign, Jiang Che frantically sent mental messages to the fat man: "Big brother! This is cooking! Cooking!"

"Fire = Delicious!"

"No danger! Good stuff!"

To make his argument more convincing, Jiang Che even took out a piece of leftover grilled fish from his pocket and tossed it to Fatty.

"Try it! This was made with fire!"

Big Fatty instinctively opened his mouth to catch it.

That's cooked meat.

It has a caramelized aroma and a soft, chewy texture, completely different from raw meat.

Big Fatty chewed a couple of times, and his eyes lit up instantly.

"Holy crap?"

"This flavor...it's a bit intoxicating!"

Its tense nerves slowly relaxed. It looked at Jiang Che on the shore, who hadn't been burned to death but was instead lively and energetic, and savored the taste of the meat in its mouth.

"you mean----"

Big Fatty tilted his head, trying to understand this complicated concept: "That red, smoking thing, isn't it used to burn you to death? It's used to make fish taste better?"

Jiang Che nodded frantically, pointed towards the fire pit behind him, made a "eating" gesture, and beamed with a happy smile.

"And you can control it?"

Jiang Che nodded again and patted his chest.

Now, Big Fatty was almost convinced.

It spat out the mouthful of water that it had originally intended to use to extinguish the fire onto the open ground next to it with a "plop," and then shook its body somewhat awkwardly.

"Hey—why didn't you say so sooner?"

"You scared me to death! I thought you were going to spontaneously combust again."

"Since it's about making something delicious—okay then. Take it easy, don't burn your eyebrows."

Seeing that their older brother had lifted the alarm, the whining monsters behind them all spat out the water in their mouths.

"Not coming anymore?" The whiny girl said, a little disappointed. "I've been holding it in for ages."

"Stop sizzling!" Big Fatty glared at it. "That's cooking! Didn't you hear? That smoke is the aroma!"

The crisis is over.

Jiang Che wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling that the past few minutes had been more tiring than running a marathon.

"That was close!"

"It's only because I have a system and can draw that this fire was started for nothing today."

He planted the "no-fight sign" on the beach as a permit for starting a fire later, then turned and ran back to the fire pit.

By this time, the sun had completely set.