Chapter 1017
Chapter 1017 Erina Taylor Misses You (6)_1
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Outside the cave mouth, Mariana Buck walked a few steps before stopping.
She gave them a deep look and then promptly turned around and entered the cave.
Flossie Wright didn’t seem to care at all.
"What are you doing with these?"
Sandy Cruz dragged the wood inside, which was quite strenuous, but he didn’t forget to ask Flossie Wright the reason.
The few pine trees were already enough for them to burn all night long.
"Making a bed," Flossie Wright answered succinctly.
Sandy Cruz stopped in his tracks, frowning at her.
Flossie Wright looked back puzzled.
After a pause, Sandy Cruz spoke slowly and deliberately, "You really are an oddball."
Flossie Wright: "..."
Though Flossie Wright was an oddball, the wood she had brought over did indeed come in very handy.
She chopped each log to about two meters in length; the trunks were straight and smooth, without any rough spots, and five logs lined up together easily accommodated one person.
Sleeping directly on the ground would cause them to lose heat, but with something in between them and the ground, it would naturally reduce the loss of heat.
More importantly—
The wood Flossie Wright had brought back was damp on the outside but very dry inside.
Even Mariana Buck couldn’t help but see Flossie Wright in a new light.
When Flossie Wright entered the cave, she scanned the area and had only two words to say.
"It’s burnt."
Mariana Buck and Sandy Cruz instinctively looked towards the fire.
Just as expected.
The fish that were already cooked had been left on the fire too long and were mostly burnt.
Even black smoke had begun to rise.
Flossie Wright’s expression darkened for a moment, but after thinking it over, she didn’t get upset over such a small matter.
Even though two of the fish were caught by her.
Glancing at Mariana Buck’s stiff expression, Flossie Wright raised an eyebrow and said directly, "Don’t eat that, work on the remaining ingredients."
Sandy Cruz responded, his expression somewhat cold.
No one was to blame.
It was just that everyone was hungry at this point, and their spirits had inevitably dampened.
Mariana Buck kept silent, her face stern as she continued to cook the food.
Two snakes, one rabbit.
Since Flossie Wright and Sandy Cruz weren’t good at preparing food, they took it upon themselves to gather wood and construct "beds."
While arranging them, Sandy Cruz realized that Flossie Wright had brought back quite a few vines.
They were perfect for tying the logs together.
Mariana Buck noticed that the two had a good understanding between them.
In her opinion, they were merely wasting time, but they worked without a single complaint, and their actions were surprisingly synchronized.
It was somewhat intoxicating.
Mariana Buck averted her gaze.
After the snakes and the rabbit were cooked, the two had also finished tying up three "beds."
Mariana Buck chopped the rabbit into three parts, taking only one for herself, and gave the two snakes entirely to Flossie Wright and Sandy Cruz.
She didn’t like eating snake.
Especially when roasted, as there probably wouldn’t have much meat flavor.
"You won’t eat?"
Looking at Mariana Buck, Flossie Wright shook the fully cooked snake in her hand.
"I won’t eat," Mariana Buck replied indifferently.
Flossie Wright did not invite her again.
It turned out that Mariana Buck’s cooking was indeed good, certainly much better than Flossie Wright’s and Sandy Cruz’s.
The meat that usually just got cooked was aromatic in her hands.
It was much later, after having spent time with Glenn Hutchinson, that Flossie Wright realized that when it came to wilderness survival, one’s palate could, in fact, be a little fussy.
— End of Chapter 1017 —