"Sugarcane?"
Everyone looked over.
"It's definitely not bamboo!"
"The leaves are growing on top, and they're purple?"
"No wonder Qian Qian can easily cut it!"
Jiang Yao exclaimed happily, "Sugarcane can be juiced!"
Lu Zhe smiled and said, "Not only can it be juiced, but you can also dry the juice to obtain sugar. You can store it in bottles for a period of time, and its taste is even better than honey!"
Ning Shu said, "That's fantastic! With sugar, our flavors will be more diverse."
Jiang Yao nodded and said, "We can use it to dress cold dishes."
Tang Xiaoguo exclaimed with joy, "Can we schedule cotton candy?!"
"Forget about it."
"Huh, such a big hamster. Is it a mutation?"
"It's a wild boar."
"How can a wild boar be so beautiful?"
"This is an Indonesian wild boar, also known as the Sulawesi wild boar. It has stripes when it's young, but they disappear as it grows older."
"Wow, it's enough to last for several days."
Lu Zhe pondered and said, "This heavy rain has been going on for too long, forcing many animals to venture out in search of food. It's lucky that we caught it. Once things stabilize, we can capture more of these pigs and domesticate them, so we'll have a constant supply of pork."
"Domesticating wild pigs, what a great idea."
Tang Xiaoguo worriedly said, "But won't we feel guilty about eating the pigs we've raised with so much effort?"
Lu Zhe shook his head and said, "Don't worry, you won't!"
As they continued to search, the girls screamed again when they saw a banded snake in a plastic bag.
But after all, they had seen it before, so after the screams, they moved closer to poke it. "Is it venomous?"
"Banded snake, not venomous."
"Lu Zhe, you're really amazing. You caught another one."
"It wasn't me this time, it was Qian Qian."
"What?" Several girls were astonished, and their eyes were filled with admiration as they looked at Qian Qian.
Jiang Yao sighed, "If it were me, I might have peed my pants in fright. Qian Qian, you're amazing!"
Qian Qian lowered her head, blushing, "Lu Zhe, do you want me to wash your clothes?"
"No rush?"
Lu Zhe observed outside, and a new round of heavy rain was approaching. As expected, this rain wasn't going to stop so easily.
Ning Shu nodded and asked, "Lu Zhe, what's your plan now?"
Lu Zhe thought for a moment and said, "Food, fresh water, and a shelter from the rain, that's settled. We might have to stay here for a while. During this time, let's try to improve our quality of life. I'll take care of the pig and the snake. In the meantime, I'll allow you to make some demanding requests, and we can brainstorm to see if we can fulfill them."
"Demanding requests?"
Tang Xiaoguo had a mischievous smile on her face, "Can I have a hot shower with warm water?"
Lu Zhe thought for a moment and replied, "That's actually something we can consider."
Jiang Yao pondered for a moment, "Although I washed after the rain, it still feels like something is missing without soap and shower gel, as if I haven't cleaned myself properly."
Shen Bing thought for a moment and said, "A hot bath is possible. We can heat water with a helmet and mix in some cold water. Soap might be a bit challenging, though."
Lu Zhe considered it and said, "Taking a shower in the rain and using soap might not be impossible. Let's think of a solution together later. But first, someone needs to handle this pig. Who can take care of it?"
As soon as handling the pig was mentioned, several girls looked at each other and finally turned their gaze to Shen Bing!
"Forget it, what has to happen will happen eventually." Shen Bing sighed and summoned the courage to grab the pig by its head, then started knocking its head against a rock.
"I'll go squeeze sugarcane..."
"I'll go collect the dried clothes..."
...
Lu Zhe carried Peiqi outside the cave and began dissecting it at the entrance.
Although pigskin is thick, it's easier to handle than bear fur.
They finished quickly!
When they squeezed the lungs, water came out.
They cleaned the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and intestines thoroughly, hanging them at the entrance of the cave. This would allow the blood to drain for a while, relieve the gamey taste, and ensure the freshness of the food in the low outside temperature, ready to be consumed later.
Then, Lu Zhe found something suitable for making soap.
However, this was just a temporary solution. Lu Zhe believed that to truly improve the quality of life, they needed to make real soap!
Set it aside for now!
Next, they started considering a hot water shower device.
Lu Zhe used thin bamboo to measure the positions and distances of the stove and bamboo door.
Ning Shu exclaimed, "Lu Zhe, are you really going to make a shower?"
"That's right!" Lu Zhe smiled faintly. "After solving the issue of survival, the next step is to enhance our quality of life. It's not asking for too much."
"Do we have to keep adding boiling water inside?"
"Oh no, that would be too cumbersome. Let's make a one-time device."
"How will we solve the heating problem?"
"If we use bamboo as the water pipe, insert an iron pipe in the middle, and let hot water pass through the iron pipe for about half a minute, the cold water passing through the iron pipe will be heated. When it flows out from the other end, it will be warm water. That's a simple water heater."
Ning Shu had some doubts, "Do we have an iron pipe?"
Lu Zhe smiled, "Of course, we do!"
As he said that, he rummaged through the treasure chest and actually found an "iron pipe"!
To be more precise, it was a barrel of a Type 38 rifle, about 60 centimeters long, just the right size to pass through the stove.
Ning Shu was astonished, "That's a brilliant idea! How did you even think of it? Wait a minute... won't the water flow out before it gets hot?"
"The Type 38 rifle barrel is over 60 centimeters long, with a caliber of only 6.5 millimeters, so the water flow is minimal. My father said that when he was a child and they didn't have water heaters, they would let cold water pass through an iron pipe on a gas stove, and the water would turn into warm water. So, it should work!"
"That's great! How do we get started?"
"First, let's make the water pipes."
Using smaller bamboo stalks and another thinner one as a drill, they removed the partitions in the bamboo.
Lu Zhe measured and determined the segments.
Then they started making bends and extensions.
The method for bending is to make a notch on the bamboo with a paratrooper knife, then heat it over a fire to soften it, and finally seal the gap with melted plastic and secure it tightly with a torn cloth.
It may not be very sturdy, but it gets the job done.
For extending it further, you can simply thin out one end of a thin bamboo and insert it into a thicker bamboo. That should do the trick.
The crucial part is connecting it to the gun barrel because one end has a sight while the other end is irregular, and the gun barrel is too narrow to directly insert the bamboo.
However, this doesn't pose a problem for Lu Zhe.
Find a bamboo of similar diameter to the gun barrel.
Then, cut two pieces of aluminum from the sides of a soda can, roll them into thin coils with a diameter of about 6 millimeters. Insert half of the coils into the gun barrel and the other half into the bamboo tube. Seal the gaps with plastic and secure them tightly.
The bamboo leads outside the house, and a hemp rope hangs the bamboo tube along with a half-cut 2-liter beverage bottle.
Extend the bamboo pole outside, just enough to collect rainwater, and pull it back to avoid the rainwater.
Final step!
Install a small bottle with multiple small holes on the water outlet pipe in the hole to create a makeshift showerhead!
And there you have it, a complete set of simple shower equipment.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."