Four large bags were placed in two deep pits.
Then, high-concentration vodka was poured inside.
A torch was set to ignite them.
The wood stored by the tribe was also thrown in.
The bags were burned away.
Under the blistering flames, the snakes inside began to writhe.
Because the pits were deep enough, crawling out was very difficult.
"Siying, you guys go back and continue."
"Got it."
Sui Qiang and Yu Siying, along with two others, went back.
Lin Yi, Zhao Yunhu, and Shao Jianfeng stayed here to keep watch.
The whole process lasted about two hours.
The snakes inside were charred black.
And a strong aroma wafted from within.
Shao Jianfeng stirred with a stick, finding all the snakes dead.
At this moment.
Sui Qiang and the four others climbed up from inside.
This time, obviously, there were fewer of them.
Only about half as many as before.
"You collected this much in just two hours?"
Yu Siying nodded.
"There should be more inside, but definitely not many."
