My Summons Are All Gods

Simmons had been working as the monster's anatomist since yesterday. Today, he was able to use the two spears with ease.

However, this did not stop him from wasting a lot of materials that he did not use, including a few pieces of fur that had been accidentally cut and a few bones that had been broken into pieces.

The value of these things had been greatly reduced, but the Sky Dynasty did not reject anything at this moment. Apollo therefore kept them all.

The few pieces of fur that remained intact were sunned on the beach using the support made of bones by Apollo.

Apollo found that he actually did not need to do much. He just needed to open a palm-sized area and rub it back and forth on the fur, which would have a very good drying effect.

If he continued to dry it for a few days, using a wooden board to shape it, and with a wooden board in between two pieces of fur, it would make a very practical leather armor.

However, the current state of the Sky Dynasty was not enough to develop this thing. They were still worrying about food, drink and shelter.

The leather had been dried by Apollo today. Tonight, it would allow a warrior to sleep in a warm and bloody dream.

That was their actual condition. As they did not dare to use clean water to wash the fur, the fur still had the smell of blood. After being exposed to the sun, the smell was extremely strange.

"Fortunately, there are no flies on this island. If there were, then these fur must be a nest of flies."

Apollo felt that his work was a little boring, so he complained to Simmons who passed by.

However, Simmons was not amused by the joke. Instead, he answered seriously, "How do you know?"

"Ah?" Apollo did not understand what this meant, so he could only ask.

Simmons took a deep breath. "You're wrong. There's a fly-shaped monster here, and it's also the most troublesome kind of monster."

"You'll definitely defeat it, but it'll always stop on your body when you least expect it. Once it sticks to you, the wound will continue to rot, and it'll hollow out your entire body from the wound..."

Simmons shook his head with a worried look on his face when he said this. He then continued, "Most of the accidental deaths in our tribe were caused by these little things. There's nothing we can do with them. We can only avoid them as soon as we see them. After all, we don't know how many more there are in the corner that you can't see..."

Hearing this, Apollo could not help but have goosebumps all over his body. He had thought that after these few days of hard life, his germaphobia would soon be cured. However, when Simmons talked about this thing, he still unconsciously shivered.

"Don't worry too much, there are very few such monsters..."

Simmons comforted him, "For humans, this kind of fly monster is hard to find. If you touch it, you'll die. It's extremely dangerous."

"But to other monsters, it's just a small piece of fat that can fly. It's fragrant, soft, and smooth. You can swallow it in one bite..."

"Stop! Stop!" Apollo quickly shouted, "Where did you learn these disgusting vocabs? Didn't you say that your tribe only has white bread to eat?"

Simmons shrugged, "That's what Bulanda said. He was describing a food called hamburger to me. I heard that it's very delicious."

At this moment, Bulanda was the most bored person in the entire Sky Dynasty. As a possible key figure, Apollo did not give him any work. In any case, he must not let anything happen to Bulanda.

At this moment, Bulanda nodded seriously. "If there's a chance to go back, I will definitely let you have a taste of it. Only then will you realize that the food you ate in the past is not even worthy to be served on the table."

"Is it that serious?" Apollo asked, puzzled. "Then the hamburger you mentioned, is it hygienic?"

In fact, there was already a lack of food in the Sky Dynasty nowadays. Most of the food came from the luggage that were retrieved, and most of the luggage was still filled with sand...

However, as the temporary commander of everyone, Apollo also knew that he could not be pretentious at this time. His pursuit of cleanliness could only be put after the food was sufficient.

However, considering that Bulanda said to wait until everyone was out from here, Apollo was immediately interested. He wanted to ask Bulanda how the so-called burger was made.

"Uh..."

Bulanda realized that the modern methods of cooking might not be able to satisfy Apollo's requirements for hygiene. In fact, it was not only once or twice that the burger shops' ingredients were found to be unclean. However, modern people were all busy, they did not have the time to prepare a meal attentively.

"It's hard to explain. It depends on luck."

After hesitating for a long time, Bulanda finally gave this answer.

"Then forget it. I'll just eat my bacon with sand here."

Apollo said self-deprecatingly. In fact, they could not even last long with the water they drank, let alone washing the food with water.

"By the way, Simmons, how did you solve the problem of drinking water?"

Simmons exhaled. When he heard Apollo talk about water, he suddenly felt thirsty and missed the cool spring water at home.

"Actually, our tribe has a clear water river, but no one knows where it originated from..."

Simmons rolled his eyes and replied, "I was curious about this question when I was young. I walked along the river, but I fell asleep in the end. When I woke up, it was already night time, but I was still walking along the river. It was like sleepwalking. There seemed to be other things following me around. I was scared and ran back."

"Now you're asking me how I could get a clean and non-toxic water source, my suggestion is to open the Great Wall and kill all the monsters outside. I'll bring you to my tribe to drink to your heart's content. You can go down and take a bath if you want."

Although Apollo knew that Simmons was joking with him, his adam's apple still moved when he heard that he was taking a bath. He could only tell himself to hold it in. This was a difficult time. He had to work hard to get through it.

"Does this mean that if we stay on the island, we will never be able to get water to drink?"

Bulanda concluded from the side.

Simmons nodded and said, "Looks like it, so things have been very serious. If we still don't have any idea, I suggest that we make this a top priority. Everyone stop work and think of a way."