Livestreaming the Hunt

Chapter 11: A Smile a Day

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

[It feels like we’ve returned to the stone age!]

[We need a survival hunting game, Old Kui-style!]

[I’ve seen this plot and I know how to do it: wooden stick and wooden plat plus stone equals stone axe!]

His camera set up at a corner, Wang Kui glanced at his watch, picking up the flint with one hand, and another normal rock with the other, putting both on the big limestone as he spoke, “The technique of crafting stone tools was basically lost when tribal civilization disappeared. Even if grinding a stone blade appears simple, it requires a precise output of strength—too strong and you will damage your material, too weak and it would be ineffective.”

As he spoke, he held up the normal rock, aimed it at the edge of the flint, and smashed it with a dinging sound… However, contrary to what was expected, the normal rock cracked and snapped in two.

[Snigger! It snapped?! Sorry, I’m laughing!]

[Is that what being demanding toward the output of strength means? D*mn it, our streamer is so precise! (Thumbs-up)]

[I’m dying! Is that supposed to be a slap to the face, Old Kui?!]

[Lol! A smile a day!]

Even Wang Kui did a double take. He did not imagine that the normal rock would be that fragile, and hence joked, “This rock might be a little ill. Let’s use another!”

He was not actually embarrassed.

People slip up every now and then, and it would be over with a joke and a laugh. How could you be a streamer if you were not thick-skinned, after all?

Then, he picked up another rock and started pounding it as well. Unlike before, it was a crisp sound, like shattering porcelain.

The flint may be hard, but it was more fragile in comparison.

This time, a small shard was promptly split out, revealing a cresent-moon arch.

Wang Kui held the outcome in front of the camera lens, and his viewers could see that the edge was indeed, very sharp, like settled glass.

With that, Wang Kui continuing hitting the flint, grinding it on top of the limestone after each hit.

Slowly, the flint became smaller and flatter, starting from the outside to the insisde.

It was not a long process, and over twenty minutes passed.

Only then was the flint, which was originally almost the size of a palm, finished. Its edges were now a smooth crescent moon arc, and they intersected to form a droplet-shape point, resembling a kunai without a handle.

Wang Kui then nonchalantly picked up a stick and cut it vertically with the flint blade.

As if it was a pencil being sharpened, a curly shred of its bark was cut off from the sharp edge.

[What the hell?! Isn’t that grinding just a sight for sore eyes?]

[Our streamer is definitely a professional!]

[Serious Youth gifted Bank Card x10—you can tell at once that he’s a veteran survivalist!]

“It’s not finished yet. This stone edge still needs more work. I’m about to make a spear for fighting against wild beasts since it’s a long-range weapon that keeps us a healthy distance away without getting hurt. It is most advantageous for us since an inch further is an inch better!”

Looking around with the light from the flames, Wang Kui then found a dry branch that was as tall as an adult human and two-fingers thick. The reason he chose it was because it was the only one he could find at the moment as well as the straightest one compared to others.

With the flint blade, he quickly shredded off the excess twigs and protrusions, but it was still a little crooked, overall speaking.

“Grilling is the best method against such crookedness, since wood easily changes its shape after being heated. Many purely handcrafted wooden furniture utilizes that fact.”

Then, he repeatedly heated the branch, stamping his foot multiple times on the crooked portions.

Soon, it was a straightened pole.

“Now, I need to come up with a way to attach the flint blade on the pole. Some primitive tribes would choose to shred off the top end to make a groove, and fastening both items together with a rope. Doing that, however, makes the point of attachment fragile.”

“That is why I choose another method. Like how I’ve made my torch, I will split a small slit at the tip that sandwiches the flint blade. Also, remember the resin? We could use that as an adhesive between the rock and the slit, keeping them fully stuck and making both objects more stable!”

At those words, the audience had to admit that Wang Kui was indeed an experienced hunter.

Perhaps it was thanks to being raised in a farming village or his three years’ worth of experience in photographing wildlife, he had very clear ideas on survival and was able to fully utilize every resource out in the wild.

He then dug out a lot of resin from the pine tree.

Some were very hard and had even condensed into chunks of amber.

However, that was also where Wang Kui’s wits came in. Picking up a dry wood, he put the resin on top and heated them with the fire.

The heat soon melted the resin, and a pungent acidic wooden scent soon wafted out.

“Phew! Phew!”

He pinched it with his fingers and blew on his burnt finger before slowly pouring the melted resin into the pole slit where the flint edge was already attached.

Like bee honey, the yellowed resin slowly flowed from the wooden plate, extending a long crystalline trail before finally dripping into the gap and filling it.

Wang Kui repeated the process until the gap between the pole and the flint edge in the middle was fully filled.

He carefully kneaded and wiped it, and the resin hardened as its temperature dropped. After that, it did not budge at all even if Wang Kui firmly pressed it a few times.

“Lastly, we will use a rope to hold the flint blade steady from the outside. Although I have a 550 cord that could withstand 550 pounds at a maximum which equals to around 249 kilograms of dragforce, I don’t want to waste it.”

“There are many other uses for the rope. I can use it to set traps or for safety, even capturing the wolfdog alive and restraining it. Of course, we would have to kill it if we can’t catch it alive!”

“That is why we shall use other ropes for now.”

Arriving beside the Chinese Juniper, Wang Kui shred off several threads of tree bark.

“Tree barks are divided to the dead outer layer and the inner bast. We are using the bast, but it’s not too strong, which is why we need to weave it.”

The tree bark was then torn off by strips.

Wang Kui picked up three, putting his shoe down on one end while using both hands to string all strips together.

A dozen minutes passed, and he had finally made several ropes that were 2cm thick.

“Keep it tight when you string them together and coat them with resin to avoid loss of moisture…”

After he was done with the tying, a stone spear was complete.

The audience could see the straight pole and its dark, glinting edge in the flames.

If they had not watched the whole process, it was hard to imagine that a single person could have crafted anything without modern tools!

[Impressive! Our streamer knows so much and even explains the principle being every step!]

[The one true King of the Wild!]

[Professional!]

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[Old Kui is really peerless!]

[Streamer, could you award the spear as a lottery gift after you’ve killed the wolfdog? It looks so cool!]

[…]

Wang Kui smiled at the live comments flashing over his smartwatch screen. “Actually, the spear is not easy to carry around. The flint blade looks nice, though, so you guys could get it as a souvenir after this!”

Rustle!