Sailuo Island looks like a deserted island, with almost no traces of human life. It is overgrown with weeds and has no beauty at all. However, Song began to doubt the original owner's purpose of coming here. This did not seem to have been developed. The scenic spots can be enjoyed by anyone.
Or is it that only part of the island has been developed because the boat he was on sank and was washed to the other side of the island, so he saw such a desolate scene
Song took out a Swiss Army Knife from his backpack. This knife was said to have multiple functions, but it still depends on how the person uses it. If it were another person, I'm afraid he wouldn't be as handy as him. Also because there was no one around, Song used the knife without any scruples, and opened a path with three strokes, five cuts, and two cuts. The techniques on his hands are universal, but the state of his body is restored to its original state. Although the physical points are quickly unlocked with Song Que's constant movement, the whole process still leaves traces on his hands, neck and even face. There are many tiny scars.
Song Que saw that there were a lot of insects on these plants, and they didn't look poisonous, so he didn't bother to clean the wounds. The wounds from the grass blades were not very painful, but the dense feeling still made people uncomfortable. .
He clears the road not only for his own convenience, but also to give other survivors who may exist a sign so that they can follow this road. This increases the chance of survival and makes it easier for survivors to meet each other.
Song Que also considered other possibilities. For example, besides him, there might be some people with evil intentions on the island. But he had calculated that even if he simply based on the exercise intensity of opening the road, by the time it gets dark, his constitution points would be unlocked enough. If someone follows this trail and finds him with bad intentions, it's not certain who will win.
Song Que turned south, and when it was almost evening, he stopped, took out the bottle of mineral water from his backpack and took a sip. He didn't know if there was any water source in this place, but Song never dared to drink too much water. He only moistened his throat when he was very dry.
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Mineral water, knives, and medicines were all very practical things in the backpack, but Song became more and more suspicious. What on earth was going on? It would be great if I could meet someone again. He might be able to find out something useful.
The vegetation in this world was slightly different from what Song Que remembered. Song Que didn't dare to deduce it based on his memory. Although he picked some wild fruits based on their characteristics that were contrary to poisonous habits, he still had doubts. It's just that Song didn't want to wait until he was at the end of his rope to pick one up and eat it to see if it was toxic. By then, he was very hungry and weak, and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to bear even one bite of something that was slightly toxic, so he might as well Give it a try while you're still strong. These wild fruits grow all over the island. As long as you find some edible ones, at least you won't starve to death.
Song Que selected the ugliest fruit from the inside, and used a knife to peel off the thin earth-colored outer skin, revealing the yellowish flesh inside. The flesh of this fruit was hard, but Song Que took a bite, and it was not very sweet. To be precise, it has no taste, but it has some moisture, much like yacon from a certain world. This fruit makes you hungry and contains a lot of water. Although it doesn't taste very good, as long as it's not poisonous, it can be a good substitute for water to quench your thirst. Song Que took a bite and then stopped, intending to do something else to wait for the reaction after eating the fruit.
Song Que took out a few branches he picked up on the road and started making some simple tools and weapons. Song Que used a knife to chop off the branches of the tree branches, and then sharpened one end. No matter the angle or the sharpness, it was in a stable but lethal state.
After cutting five or six branches in this way, the remaining one was not sharpened, and the branch body was only polished together with the previous ones to make it easier to hold in the hand and avoid getting barbs.
Song Que didn't have a mobile phone or a watch on him. After all this time, he didn't know how much time had passed. Judging from the changes in the sunlight, it was at least half an hour. Song put the prepared tool next to him and used his right hand to take the pulse in his left hand. He had never felt uncomfortable since eating that yacon-like fruit, but Song still diagnosed himself carefully and confirmed that all physical signs such as pulse and body temperature were fine before confirming that there was nothing wrong with him. The fruit is non-toxic.
I don't know if there are any wild animals on this island. If there are any, he might be able to eat meat after preparation.
Song Que began to test the fruits again. After testing the fruits, he began to dig a hole. Without a suitable shovel surface, Song Que could only use those sharp wooden sticks to poke diagonally into the soil, and then used his own strength to dig a row of trees. The stick tilted up, and the soil underneath also flew up. Although it was very laborious to do this, Song did not hesitate to use his strength after finding edible food.
After Song Que did this twice, dust flew all over him. He dug up a lot of soil, but the most important thing is that after a few pieces of soil were lifted up, the remaining land became very soft. Song Que didn't mind it being dirty and scooped out a lot with just his hands. After the last big hole was dug, the person doing it didn't feel tired, but the people watching it were so tired that they were about to die.
Darkness has truly come.
Song has been thinking about whether there are animals on this island and how many animals there are. During the day, this question can only remain a guess. At night, the sounds everywhere reveal everything.
Song Que was in a good mood. Although the trap underneath was crudely made, it could already play its role as a trap in such a place with no lights. He originally thought about the few sharpened sticks on the trees at the bottom of the pit, but then he thought of the possibility that it was not animals but people. In order to avoid any bloody accidents, he still left only bare traps.
He was very lucky, and the fruits he picked were all good. Not only did he fill his stomach, this discovery also meant that there was edible food everywhere on the island.
Song put the tools in his bag and threw them up the tree, then climbed the tree himself, so that when there was a wild beast in the middle of the night, he would have enough time to react even if the trap didn't work. He sprayed himself with some anti-insect spray, wrapped all the joints of his body with clothes, leaving no skin exposed to the air except his face, and then sat on a tree to meditate and adjust his breath. This is not a world where you can become an immortal, nor is it a world where martial arts energy can be released. No matter how much Song Que meditates and adjusts his breath, he will not be able to unlock those skills, but it is still possible to gradually defrost the physical points, and he can also stay vigilant. .
The noise came in the middle of the night. It was a person, a person who made no attempt to conceal the sound of her footsteps. She was stumbling and breathing heavily, and even had a little sobbing sound. She was a woman.
Song opened his eyes in the darkness. There was a second person on the island, which was a good thing.
Song was afraid that she would step into a trap, so he quickly said: "Don't move!"
When normal people hear this sudden loud shout, they usually have two reactions. One is to be frightened and stand still, and the other is to be frightened and jump to the side.
However, Song visually measured the distance between the lady and the trap, and felt that even in the second situation, she would not be able to jump into the trap with her physical strength, so she shouted.
But if a person is unlucky, drinking cold water can also fill the gap between his teeth. It cannot be judged by common sense.
This lady was frightened several times by the sounds of wild beasts in the wilderness in the middle of the night. She finally found the road that Song Que had opened, thinking that she was saved. She stumbled along the road to the end, and was suddenly surprised by the sudden appearance of the beast. The human voice was so frightening that he jumped to the side, then sprained his foot accurately. He somehow rolled twice and fell into the pit. He let out a scream and started crying.
Thanks to the improvement of his constitution points, Song Que's night vision was quite good. He was still a little speechless when he saw this process. If he hadn't clearly seen that the opponent's foot was sprained, and the injuries were severe after rolling a few times, he would have thought that The other party is here to fight.
Song threw his backpack to the ground, jumped down, walked to the trap, and took a look inside.
The ground was extremely dark, and the moonlight could shine through the branches and leaves. Song Que could still see things clearly, but even Song Que could only see vaguely in this pit.
Song Que asked the human figure at the bottom of the pit: "Are you still alive?"
The lady was crying seriously at first, but when she heard this careless question, she became angry and said angrily: "Didn't you hear me crying?"
Seeing that she was still strong enough, Song Que breathed a sigh of relief, and without quarreling with her, he asked seriously: "Are there any injuries on your body?"
She didn't know how this sentence hit her. The little ancestor in the pit was stunned for a moment and then cried louder.
Song waited helplessly for a while before he heard a voice coming from inside: "I sprained my right foot, and it's a little bruised. It's not a problem, but I can't use my foot. I can stand or walk slowly, but There’s no way to climb up on your own.”
Although she acted very irrationally just now, what she said now was actually useful information.
However, Song calculated it and found out that based on the woman's strength and physical condition, it was impossible for her to climb up on her own. In order to prevent wild animals from getting out, he dug the hole more than two meters deep, making it difficult for even people with sound hands and feet to climb out.
Song Que took out the wooden stick used as a crutch. The wooden stick was about one meter long, and with the length of Song Que's arm, after hanging from the hole, as long as the opponent could stand up, he could grab the wooden stick.
Song was doing calculations and simulations on top. The lady below was a little anxious while waiting, and she was afraid that he would ignore her if he got impatient. After thinking about it, he said in a good voice: "Brother, will you help me go up there?"
Song Que was happy: "How about I jump down now, carry you on my back, and then jump back out?"
The lady was stunned: "Are you still a martial arts master?"
Song Que smiled and said, "It's a joke, do you believe it?"
The lady was anxious and angry, but she didn't dare to have an attack.
Song was so amused that people didn't even care to cry. He dug a small hole there, buried his right foot in it, and lay on the ground with his head and half of his upper body sticking out of the hole. This protective measure was not reliable, but it was better than nothing. However, Song grabbed the wooden stick and lowered his hand.
The lady in the cave saw the wooden stick, stood beside it and hesitated: "Do you want me to grab this one and pull me up?"
Song Que said: "I can do it, but I'm afraid you can't."
Song was able to pull it, but the lady might not be able to grasp the stick.
The lady herself thought so and asked, "What should I do?"
Song Que said: "You hold the stick with both hands first, I will count one, two, three, you jump up as hard as you can, and then give it to me."
This didn't sound like a very reliable idea, and after jumping like this, if Song Qing failed to pull her out, she would inevitably fall back to the ground, and her foot injury might be even more serious.
If she didn't try now, other passers-by might wait and they might have a way to rescue her, but they might also wait for other animals, and the people above might not be willing to give her food and water.
To try or not to try
She stared at the stick and made her decision.