Cui Zuojing dragged Dong Zheng ashore step by step.
The boy's hair and clothes kept dripping with water, and his jet-black hair stuck to his temples.
When he released his hand, Dong Zheng fell on his back on the beach without moving. Cui Zuojing used a Tang knife to open the thread that was sewn on the "Bear with the Seam". fell to the ground.
"Can you come?" Cui Zuojing pointed at Dong Zheng, who was drowning.
The stitched bear tilted his head and blinked his small black bean-like eyes, indicating his incompetence.
"Then I'll come." Cui Zuojing muttered to himself, he pulled open the collar of Dong Zheng's shirt, pinched Dong Zheng's chin, put his fingers in his mouth and pulled out his tongue, and then hugged Dong Zheng's upper body. He stood up so that his shoulders were just enough to touch his stomach.
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Cui Zuojing took a deep breath, held Dong Zheng's legs against his shoulders, and stood up with difficulty.
The young man staggered two steps, and finally stabilized his body.
Good weight.
Under the gaze of Little Bear, Cui Zuojing carried Dong Zheng and trotted quickly. Following his pace, Dong Zheng's body swayed on his shoulders, his abdomen just pressed against his shoulders, squeezing the water out.
Dong Zheng stuck his tongue out, and his mouth was dripping with water. Cui Zuojing turned his head to look, and almost died of laughter on the spot.
After running for two laps, Cui Zuojing felt that it was almost the same. He put Dong Zheng on his back again and put it down. He tried the man's breathing, but he still could barely feel it.
Drowning and physical exhaustion are indeed a bit difficult to handle.
Cui Zuojing knelt beside him, raised Dong Zheng's head to ensure smooth trachea, squeezed his mouth open, and leaned down.
Dong Zheng's lips were very cold, and the tip of his nose rubbed against Cui Zuojing's profile face.
After a few seconds, Cui Zuojing raised his head and began to press Dong Zheng's chest leisurely. After half a minute, he leaned over again.
After five minutes of this, the man with his eyes closed suddenly coughed, and a large amount of water was sprayed from his nose. Then he frowned and began to cough violently.
Cui Zuojing was sprayed on his face by him, he didn't care to wipe it off, he quickly supported Dong Zheng and let him lean his upper body against his arms, so as not to choke him again with the water that was finally drained out.
After waiting for a while, Dong Zheng finally slowly opened his eyes.
As soon as he looked up, he saw the side face of the young man and was stunned.
Cui Zuojing sighed sincerely, and finally was able to put Dong Zheng down. He picked up a dead branch and poked the man in the face with it, saying, "Look at you, I'll go back for a while, and then It's like this, what would you do without me?"
Before Dong Zheng could speak, he threw the branch away and said, "I don't blame you either. Brain developers are generally physically limited. If Fu Zheyou just now, I'm sure he'll be out of anger now. A little stronger within the range, you can always do it, right?”
Dong Zheng opened his mouth, and after choking on the water, his voice was so hoarse that even he felt terrible: "I know, I will increase the training intensity when I go back."
Cui Zuojing was satisfied.
Dong Zheng slowed down for a few minutes and felt a lot better. He sat up on the ground, frowned slightly, and asked, "How did you just... save me?"
"Artificial respiration and cardiopulmonary resuscitation." Cui Zuojing said of course, "What? Do you mind?"
"No." Dong Zheng denied it flatly. He turned his head to look at the huge sunset floating on the sea level in the distance, and pursed his lower lip where Cui Zuojing couldn't see it.
The once luxurious Gabriel II has almost completely sank, leaving only a fiery red that is burning. The sea over there is a turbulent wave. It is thousands of meters away, and you can still see the giant squid waving in the distance. tentacle.
The bodies of people kept washing up ashore.
[Main Quest: Survive/Destroy Demons]
At the same moment, the task interface of the box finally appeared in front of everyone's eyes again.
"Demon Seed?" Dong Zheng repeated in a low voice. He told Cui Zuojing the task, and the boy asked, "Is the box you found earlier still there?"
Dong Zheng: "I brought too much stuff, so Allen took it."
The two of them were soaked, and the sun at dusk sprinkled on the sea, the beach, and the dense virgin forest behind them, gilding everything with golden light.
They take off all their clothes and wring them out and put them on again, so as to save the cold and increase unnecessary losses.
After doing all this, Cui Zuojing and Dong Zheng set off along the shore to look for other people's traces.
Wang Que struggled to get up.
Lin Hangzhi had recovered a little, but Dong Linhai was still in a coma. His wound was bleeding all the time, staining the beach under him red.
At the time of high tide, the sea gradually flooded to Dong Linhai's ankles.
Wang Que and Lin Hangzhi dragged Dong Linhai to a place where the land was completely dry. Wang Que's long hair was wet and dripping, she sat on her knees, wrapped her arms around her knees, and curled herself into a ball.
She is cold.
Lin Hangzhi put on his upper body, took out a waterproof bag from his trousers pocket and gave it to Wang Que, with two flints in it: "I'll find some firewood."
Five or six minutes later, Lin Hangzhi came back with a handful of twigs, he used dead leaves to cushion the bottom, and the two worked together to light the bonfire.
The small flame jumped, exuding light and heat, Wang Que stretched out her hands to warm her palms, and then pressed it on Dong Linhai's chest, trying to keep the body temperature of the boy who was constantly losing blood from becoming abnormal.
After checking Dong Linhai's wounds, Lin Hangzhi loosened the clothes on his arms to prevent the extremities from being necrotic due to excessive squeezing: "The bear with the seam heart is with Dong Zheng, and Victor follows Alan, we have to find them quickly. Just do it."
Wang Que thought about it, picked up some dead leaves, wet them with sea water, and put them on the bonfire.
Thin smoke came out quickly and floated obliquely to the sky.
"Let others come to us." Wang Que said softly.
Allen was the one with the smoothest landing in the team. He swam all the way with his head sullen, and he landed quickly without encountering a shark or a small squid.
After going ashore, he still had a lot of strength. After taking care of his wet self, Allen looked up and looked around, and saw a touch of white swaying past in the sky.
He trotted a few steps in the direction, stretched out his hand, and caught Victor who fell straight down.
"How does it feel to fly in the sky?"
"Excellent." Victor was so tired that he still couldn't master the power of physical servants, but now it seems that it is much better than when the lockdown was first lifted.
At least he's still sane.
Allen hugged Victor, made sure that the box Dong Zheng gave him was still on his body, and went to look for other people's traces.
Wang Que didn't know when he fell asleep in a daze.
The voices of the whispered conversations around her were vague and unclear. She couldn't hear the content, so she had to let herself be drowsy in the ocean of exhaustion.
"Look, she draws so well, she will definitely be admitted to Central America in the future."
"I haven't seen a student as talented as you in a long time."
"Wang Que, you painted well, did you think of this light and shadow?"
"… "
The crowd was bustling and noisy, all with their backs to her, looking at the paintings on the walls. She held a paintbrush and a small bucket, and fell into a dazed panic as she listened to the incessant praise behind everyone.
The girl with the bunny hood walked over to her, took her arm affectionately, and seemed to be smiling:
"Wangque, teach me how to do the perspective of your painting."
Wang Que turned to look at her, and the bunny hood smiled at her, her eyes red as if they were about to drip blood.
The bucket in his hand began to shake gently, and a drop of water jumped out and splashed on the back of Wang Que's hand. She looked down in surprise. The translucent insects were slowly crawling out of the bucket. The insects were the size of fingers and had a touch similar to that of mollusks. In the breathing holes on its back, several dense tentacles formed a bunch. Is swaying gently.
She screamed in horror and threw the bucket away.
Insects and water sprinkled all over the ground.
Everyone turned to look at her, countless eyes, reproach, disappointment, doubt.
Wang Que was at a loss, she held the brush tightly, as if only it could give her strength.
"-go to hell!"
Wang Que gasped suddenly and woke up.
"It should have something to do with religious legends—" Cui Zuojing was interrupted by her movement in the middle of his words, and looked over with Dong Zheng.
"woke up?"
It was getting dark at some point in the sky, she was lying on the ground with Cui Zuojing's coat still on her body, and the boys were sitting around the bonfire, all stripping naked and baking their clothes.
Everyone is there.
Lin Hangzhi reached out and touched her forehead, and said, "Fortunately, I don't have a fever."
"… What's wrong with me?"
"I was overworked, soaked in sea water, and blew cold wind, and passed out." Lin Hangzhi said, "Fortunately, Allen arrived in time with his uncle, so it's nothing serious."
Dong Linhai's injured arm was as good as before, the bear with seam heart lay on the boy's leg to dry his body, and he was concentrating on roasting the hare in his hand.
Hearing Wang Que awake, he immediately turned his head, his eyes lit up, and smiled: "It's hard work, I'll be able to bake it in a while, and eat something to replenish my strength."
"Is it cold?" Dong Zheng asked her.
Wang Que nodded, her clothes were still all wet - when she was in a coma, Lin Hangzhi said it was best to change the wet clothes, but all the men were sitting, and no one could help her.
"Put mine first." Dong Zheng's shirt was almost baked, he gave Wang Que the clothes, and everyone immediately turned their backs and continued the conversation just now, leaving room for her to change clothes.
Wang Que held Dong Zheng's clothes and couldn't help but feel moved.
She sniffed, took off her soaked shirt as fast as she could, and put it on Dong Zheng's.
The underwear was also all wet, so she could only squeeze all the water out of the sponge pad, which was barely so uncomfortable.
Wang Que sat down and made a fire with everyone. Allen took the wet clothes that Wang Que had changed, and put them on a rack tied with wooden sticks to dry them.
The men are quite comfortable with their shirts on, and inevitably they compare their bodies with each other. Dong Linhai, who has been practicing sports, is naturally in good shape, and Alan who looks at his abs is hot.
Allen rolled his trousers to his knees, revealing two hairy legs. Dong Linhai touched his legs and said, "You're a virgin forest at all!"
Allen: "White people have more hair. What can I do?"
Cui Zuojing squeezed the fluffy swimming ring on Lin Hangzhi's belly, Doctor Lin looked helpless and struggled: "I'm much better now, I'm about to get my abdominal muscles... Before I come to the Pure White Realm My swimming ring has two layers."
"Come on, brother." Cui Zuojing patted Dong Zheng's stomach with his backhand. Although Dong Zheng is not as obvious as Linhai, he has already formed the prototype of his abdominal muscles.
The young man smiled and said, "I don't force you and I, just try to be the captain as soon as possible."
Dong Zheng was silent.
…
Finally, he couldn't bear to take the opportunity to move Cui Zuojing around, and took his itchy hand away.