King of the Wilderness

Chapter 208 - 157: Broadleaf Cattail · Nov 01, 2026

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201 Chapter 201 - 153: Frozen Throne! All Members Assembled 2026-11-01
202 Chapter 202 - 154: Deployment! Labrador Coastline 2026-11-01
203 Chapter 203 - 154: Deployment! Labrador Coastline_2 2026-11-01
204 Chapter 204 - 155: Shelter, Tidal Foraging! 2026-11-01
205 Chapter 205 - 155: Shelter, Foraging at Low Tide! (Part 2) 2026-11-01
206 Chapter 206 - 155: Shelter, Beachcombing at Low Tide! (Part 3) 2026-11-01
207 Chapter 207 - 156: The "Number 4" Noose Trap 2026-11-01
208 Chapter 208 - 157: Broadleaf Cattail 2026-11-01
209 Chapter 209 - 157: Broadleaf Cattail!_2 2026-11-01
210 Chapter 210 - 158: Natural Seafood Holding Pool 2026-11-01
211 Chapter 211 - 159: Permanent Shelter Blueprint 2026-11-01
212 Chapter 212 - 160: The Fire Attack Strategy! 2026-11-01
213 Chapter 213 - 161: No Empty-Handed, A Huge Haul! 2026-11-01
214 Chapter 214 - 161: No Empty-Handed Hunt, Huge Haul! 2026-11-01
215 Chapter 215 - 162: Preparing the Shelter Foundation 2026-11-01
216 Chapter 216 - 162: Foundation Preparation for the Shelter (Part 2) 2026-11-01
217 Chapter 217 - 163: Automatic Fishing Device 2026-11-01
218 Chapter 218 - 164: Building the Wall and the First Appearance of Drift Ice! 2026-11-01
219 Chapter 219 - 165: Fish On! Ocean-Run Brook Trout! 2026-11-01
220 Chapter 220 - 165: Fish On! Anadromous Brook Trout! (Part 2) 2026-11-01
221 Chapter 221 - 166: Permanent Shelter Completed (Main Text Contains Images) 2026-11-01
222 Chapter 222 - 166: Permanent Shelter Completed (Pictures Included) (2) 2026-11-01
223 Chapter 223 - 167: Winter Has Arrived 2026-11-01
224 Chapter 224 - 168: Crisis of the Holding Pond and Traps 2026-11-01
225 Chapter 225 - 168: Temporary Holding Pool and Trap Crisis (Part 2) 2026-11-01
226 Chapter 226 - 168: Holding Pool and Trap Crisis (Part 3) 2026-11-01
227 Chapter 227 - 169: Coastal Freeze and Crisis Management 2026-11-01
228 Chapter 228 - 169: Coastal Freeze and Crisis Management_2 2026-11-01
229 Chapter 229 - 170: Handcrafted Pump Drill (With Pictures, Worth a Look) 2026-11-01
230 Chapter 230 - 170: Hand-Powered Pump-Press Drill (With Pictures, Worth a Look)_2 2026-11-01
231 Chapter 231 - 170: Handcrafted Hinged Pin Door (With Many Pictures, Worth a Look) 2026-11-01
232 Chapter 232 - 171: Smelting Platinum! 2026-11-01
233 Chapter 233 - 171: Smelting Platinum! 2026-11-01
234 Chapter 234 - 171: Smelting Platinum! 2026-11-01
235 Chapter 235 - 172: Snow Forest Hunt 2026-11-01
236 Chapter 236 - 173: Gains and New Traps 2026-11-01
237 Chapter 237 - 174: The Lasso Achieves Great Success! 2026-11-01
238 Chapter 238 - 174: The Lasso’s Great Triumph! 2026-11-01
239 Chapter 239 - 175: The Storm Approaches! 2026-11-01
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241 Chapter 241 - 177: The Twentieth Day 2026-11-01
242 Chapter 242 - 177: Day 20_2 2026-11-01
243 Chapter 243 - 178: Bow Drill and Ice Fishing Rod 2026-11-01
244 Chapter 244 - 179: Exploration After the Storm 2026-11-01
245 Chapter 245 - 180: Treasures on the Coastline! 2026-11-01
246 Chapter 246 - 180: Treasures on the Coastline! (Part 2) 2026-11-01
247 Chapter 247 - 181: An Unexpected Bounty! 2026-11-01
248 Chapter 248 - 182: Transporting Supplies 2026-11-01
249 Chapter 249 - 182: Transporting Supplies 2026-11-01
250 Chapter 250 - 182: Transporting Supplies 2026-11-01

At their tops, most of them still had some brown, rod-shaped inflorescences, already burst open to reveal the white fluff inside.

The bitter cold wind blew through and occasionally took away a small handful of white, dandelion-like seeds, dancing in the air.

On Lin Yu’an’s face appeared an expression of joy akin to discovering a gold mine, impossible to suppress.

”So lucky! Just so lucky!” He could hardly contain his excitement as he spoke to the camera.

”Look there! That’s a large patch of broadleaf cattail!”

He quickly walked to the cattail patch, and to allow the audience to clearly identify it, he specifically broke off a dried stalk with white fluff at the top and held it in front of the camera.

”Many people confuse it with reeds because they both like growing by the water, and their inflorescences become fluffy in winter, preparing to spread seeds.”

”But in the wild, misidentifying plants can sometimes be fatal. Even when they’re burst open, the difference remains very obvious.”

He pointed to the fluffy, but still cylindrical cattail inflorescence in his hand.

He pinched a bit of the delicate white fluff with his fingers: ”The cattail’s inflorescence, even after bursting, has a core that remains an extremely solid, velvety cylinder.”

”All the fluff bursts from this hard ’core,’ resembling a huge cotton swab, and its structure is centripetal.”

”In contrast, the reed’s inflorescence structure is entirely different. It doesn’t have a central cylinder, but consists of countless slender, branched stems.”

”It’s like a miniature, white-flowered Christmas tree. Its structure is dispersed, like a large, fluffy broom.”

”The difference can be understood as one being a solid spiked club fluffed up, and the other a feather duster turned white.”

”Even though they look similar, their values are completely different.”

”In North America, cattails are called the ’wilderness supermarket’ because every part of them is treasure.”

”Spring shoots can be eaten as vegetables, summer pollen can be used as flour, and the autumn rhizomes are a source of starch!”

”And what we need most now are the rhizomes buried under the ice layers and permafrost! With them, we have the most reliable carbohydrates!”

Then, using the Damascus Hunting Knife handcrafted by Old George, he whittled one end of the wooden stick into a flat and sturdy excavation rod.

He carefully stepped onto that thin ice skirt, which protested with a creak, but fortunately supported his weight steadily.

”It’s late autumn now.” He explained to the camera while moving on the ice.

”While the above-ground parts of the cattails have withered, they’ve stored the energy accumulated all year through photosynthesis in underground rhizomes as starch.”

”The ones dug up now are not only the largest but also the highest in nutritional value.”

He approached the dry, yellow cattail cluster, selected the most robust dried stalk, and instead of digging directly, he first raised his Gränsfors Forest Axe.

But instead of using the sharp axe blade, he turned it around and used the thick axe back to strike the ice layer around the cattail roots like a warhammer!

”Bang! Bang! Bang!”

With each crisp ice-breaking sound, he forcefully hammered open a circular hole about half a meter in diameter, exposing the cold, not yet fully frozen black mud underneath.

After clearing the broken ice, he cautiously walked into that muddy patch just over his ankles, wearing high waterproof heavy-duty hiking boots.

Then, using the wooden rod to dig deep into the mud beneath the ice hole, he pressed down forcefully!

A large chunk of black mud, intertwined with tangled roots, was lifted up intact by him.

Wearing waterproof gloves, he disregarded the icy water and carefully searched through it.

Soon, he yanked out a spindle-shaped rhizome, a circle thicker than his finger, covered in coarse brown fibrous roots.

He used the Damascus Hunting Knife to scrape a small piece of the outer skin, revealing the white, tightly packed, starch-rich flesh inside.

”Look at this, snow-white perfect ingredients!”

He tossed the heavy rhizome, weighing at least two or three pounds, onto a dry spot on the shore and continued his harvesting work.

In the next half hour, using the same method, he harvested over a dozen similar thick rhizomes before hurriedly returning to the shore.

He didn’t want to dig more, but despite the boots, his feet were freezing, so he quickly left the cold, wet muddy ground.

”These are enough to last me a few days, and I just need to place them in the embers of the fire to slowly roast them—tasting exactly like the best roasted potatoes.”

”I can even mash them, wash out the starch, and make the most primitive flatbread. This cattail patch will be my most stable and reliable staple food source for the next few months!”

After Lin Yu’an harvested the staple food, he consciously searched for other plant resources on his way back to camp.

On a sun-facing slope with exposed rocks, he discovered a low-growing plant spread out like a red carpet on the ground.

It was adorned with frost-bitten, round fruits, glistening like red rubies.

”Fantastic! Bearberries!” He immediately recognized this most common berry near the Arctic Circle.

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