Banna Rainforest survival, day three.

In the early morning, a hazy mist filled the rainforest, bringing a rare chill.

The torrential rain had stopped, and life was gradually reviving. Animals that had taken shelter were starting to come out of their dens to forage for food, and not far from the campsite, Bi Fang squatted on the ground, his face pale as a ghost, with sweat pouring down his forehead like rain.

Clearly, he was relieving himself.

“What’s going on? With a physique of sixteen points, could I still get an upset stomach? Or is it an issue of not being acclimatized?”

This morning when Bi Fang first opened his eyes, all he felt was intense abdominal pain, followed by an indescribable sense of urgency.

He never imagined that even with a physique as high as sixteen points, he would encounter such an issue.

Before taking on Mount Everest, Bi Fang had some Enhancement Points left, and after his success, he immediately added them to what he considered the most important aspect of his body: strength, physique, and adaptability.

On the panel at this moment:

[Exclusive Bind: Bi Fang]

[Growth Age: 25]

[Height: 186.1cm]

[Weight: 78.1KG]

[Strength: 15]

[Physique: 16]

[Agility: 15]

[Spirit: 15]

[Platinum Body]

[Status: Diarrhea]

If it weren’t for the clear sixteen points written next to ‘Physique’, Bi Fang would have wondered if he had dropped to a mere 1.6.

After cleaning up, Bi Fang started the live stream, and viewers poured in like a flowing stream. As loyal fans, many immediately noticed something was off with Bi Fang.

[Damn, what happened? Why is your face so pale early in the morning?]

[My god, take it easy, Old Fang, you can’t squander your energy like that in the wilderness]

[Uh, are you serious, bro?]

“Obviously, I’m sick,” Bi Fang wiped the sweat from his forehead with a leaf, feeling weak in his legs, “I started having stomach pains early this morning. I don’t know the reason, but I’ve just finished using the toilet.”

[See, I told you not to eat the catfish.]

Immediately, some viewers chimed in assertively, claiming the diarrhea was due to eating catfish.

But Bi Fang shook his head: “It shouldn’t be a food issue. Compared to being poisoned by catfish, I’m more inclined to believe it’s because I’m not acclimatized. If it was a problem with food, according to digestion time, I would have woken up with pain in the middle of the night, not early in the morning.” ȑᴀ₦ÖʙƐŝ

Looking at the misty rainforest, Bi Fang had another guess: “Perhaps my stomach got cold, too. It just rained last night; it wasn’t stuffy but rather made me feel a bit cold.”

After all, Bi Fang wore nothing but a grass skirt, and had merely covered himself with a few palm leaves – it was entirely possible that the chill had led to his diarrhea.

The more he thought about it, the more Bi Fang felt this was the case.

“No worries, I’ll be fine after taking some medicine for the diarrhea. Actually, this gives me a good opportunity to talk about human waste management.”

Bi Fang shoveled a handful of earth into the toilet pit. Of course, the camera couldn’t be pointed directly at it – that would be too gross.

“Nowadays, many people haven’t used a primitive pit toilet. But regardless of how you dispose of feces, there are principles that need to be followed. For example, to avoid contamination, we should ensure that any simple pit toilets are dug at least 25 meters away from any water source. The depth of the pit should be at least 45 centimeters.”

“After relieving yourself, cover the feces with dirt immediately. If there’s still a smell after covering it, then you must bury it again. Paper should be burned after use, as paper can last a long time before decomposing and would severely damage the environment; it requires manual breakdown.”

“Also, make sure that nothing from your clothing bag accidentally slides in; dropping any tools in there wouldn’t make for a pleasant experience.”

Bi Fang held a piece of charcoal ash in his hand, which he crumbled and sprinkled in the pit.

“Here’s a tip I can teach you all. To mask the odor, you don’t need to cover it with a thick layer of soil right away. You can spread a layer of charcoal ash first and then cover it with soil, which is more effective.”

“Alright, now I need to quickly find something to alleviate the pain.”

Bi Fang held his stomach, still feeling quite uncomfortable with no signs of improvement, which showed that this situation was not as simple as just a typical upset stomach.

“There are many ways to treat diarrhea. In fact, lemongrass also has effects on treating diarrhea, but I want to see if there are other materials available. Let’s go and see if there are suitable medicinal plants around. I recall seeing rubber trees when exploring the area earlier.”

Recalling the directions briefly, Bi Fang walked toward a certain direction. When he originally set up the camp, he had measured the bearings and had marked the northwest, northeast, southwest, and southeast directions with stones nearby to determine his orientation.

“Rubber trees can be said to be the most important economic trees in the world, and Yunnan is also a major rubber-producing province. Even though they were all introduced and planted later, in Jinghong, seventy percent of the rainforest has already been replaced by rubber trees.”

The expressway from Jinghong to Mengla is flanked by rubber forests on both sides. In normal tourism, most of the trees one would see are actually rubber trees, not the real rainforest.

Situated in a remote corner of southwestern Yunnan, Mengsa Bazha is a wild and desolate place. Within this flatland, ancient trees reach for the sky, and the roars of tigers and howls of wolves can be heard. Dense reeds fill the network of water channels, and snakes and insects lurk about. Miasma pervades the air, and epidemics are common.

Sights like these have completely vanished, of course, some of them were not pleasant, but this also indirectly illustrates the huge changes Jinghong has undergone.

“Rubber trees, which look lush and green, have a strong water absorption capacity, and with their tall, dense foliage, they block out sunlight, resulting in no grass growing beneath them, and a reduction in the diversity of life in the forest, or even death. Hence, rubber forests are also known as ‘green deserts.'”

“Surveys have shown that, compared to natural forests, the number of birds in man-made rubber forests has decreased by more than 70%, and the number of mammalian animals has decreased by more than 80%. It’s said that the recent migration of elephants was suspected to be related to this.”

[Ah, I’ve seen this, there were even news reports before, about a dozen elephants, all heading north.]

[Wasn’t it said to be due to global warming?]

[That’s why they suspect it’s related.]

While the ecological degradation caused by the cultivation of rubber trees is indeed distressing, Bi Fang still agreed with the principle.

“Protecting the environment is fundamentally about protecting humans, aligning with human interest is essential, and everything we do now ultimately serves development, to be able to eat well, stay warm, and obtain a better life. However, let’s hope we can consider both in the future.”

The spreading rubber forests, dense and thick through various means, also grow in the most pristine parts of the rainforest, and this is precisely what Bi Fang was looking for.

However, where Bi Fang was, had already strayed far from Jinghong, deep into the rainforest, where the primitive landscape still remained, and rubber trees naturally weren’t so easy to find.

Even before finding the rubber trees, Bi Fang had come across some other good things, smelly vegetables, and frangipani.

“Frangipani, a beautiful little tree with flowers, symbolize hope, resurrection, and rebirth. Their blooming season is from May to October, and we are in luck,” said Bi Fang as he picked all the pale yellow flowers from the tree. Despite feeling like there was a fire burning in his stomach, he did not want to miss out.

“Locals stir-fry and eat frangipani flowers, we will collect some too, but they belong to the oleander family, and the sap contained in the bark and leaves is poisonous, so be careful not to touch.”

“Look, there are smelly vegetables here!”

Bi Fang picked the wild vegetables from the ground and placed the tips into the bark container.

“Smelly vegetables are the most characteristic wild vegetable of the area, and smelly vegetables fried with eggs are a traditional delicacy of the D Ethnic Group. I haven’t tried it, but it’s said to taste very good, although it really does smell terrible, my gosh, I feel like throwing up.”

The smell of smelly vegetables was much more potent than that of stinky tofu, reeking like foul socks, which to Bi Fang, with his sensitive sense of smell, was overwhelming, making his head feel dizzy in an instant.

“But smelly vegetables are nutrient-rich. Each hundred grams contain about 10 grams of vitamin B12, and the lack of B12 is one of the causes of brain aging and Alzheimer’s disease. Eating some smelly vegetables benefits the prevention of this condition.”

[Are we starting to prevent Alzheimer’s so early?]

[Master Fang: Take one step and look ten steps ahead.]

[Master Fang: Make plans early, make plans early.]

Bi Fang, propping up his dizzy head, continued his search and eventually found two large rubber trees that were over ten meters tall on a narrow downslope.

“Yes, what I saw at that time was them.” Bi Fang didn’t say much and tore off a long strip of bark directly.

“When cutting the bark, it’s best to cut vertically because the bark is responsible for transporting the tree’s nutrients. If you strip a section from the middle, the whole tree will die, so don’t girdle it, and even if cutting horizontally, don’t peel more than one-third of the circumference, I remember mentioning this when I was making the bark container.”

The stomach pain persisted, and although the pain wasn’t intense, its continual presence was extremely uncomfortable, even causing Bi Fang to break out in a cold sweat.

[Wait, why would the whole tree die if it’s girdled? Shouldn’t only the top half die?]

[Yeah, aren’t the nutrients transported to the upper part?]

[No, I remember that the bark is for nutrient recirculation, it flows from top to bottom.]

“Exactly, the bark is for nutrient recirculation. The growth and development of trees rely on roots absorbing water and nutrients which are then transformed into carbohydrates through the leaves’ photosynthesis, supporting branches, roots, etc., and then the root system develops further to absorb more water and nutrients.”

“Some trees are already hollow in the middle and yet still full of life, simply because the phloem around the edge exists, capable of transporting nutrients.”

“If the phloem gets damaged and the bark is stripped off in a wide area without new phloem growing in time, the roots will die due to the lack of organic nutrients. It’s a cycle that cannot be broken.”

Bi Fang wiped his sweat, stuffed the two large strips of bark into his backpack frame, and then started to make medicine upon returning to the camp.

Using charcoal, he reignited the fire, roasted the bark, and then crushed it together with lemongrass, placing it into a wooden bowl. To improve the taste, he also squeezed the remaining sugarcane into juice with a bamboo tube and then poured boiling water over it to stew and boil.

“Sugarcane is the raw material for making brown sugar and also has stomach-nourishing effects.”

The whole process was just like brewing medicine. After allowing it to boil for five to six minutes, Bi Fang took the wooden bowl off the fire to let it cool before consuming.

As the warm medicinal liquid entered his aching stomach, Bi Fang’s tightly furrowed brow suddenly relaxed.

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