Desert Island Records: PUBG

Chapter 105 The Disappearing Dried Fish

The spear fell to the grass.

But it didn't break into pieces.

Because the spear is a weapon, if it falls to the ground, it will be broken into pieces, so how can you hunt and kill the prey?But the problem is that dried fish is food, and just putting it there will attract hungry animals.

Zhou Hui stood stupidly in the middle of the "wheat wave" grass, his mouth opened a little bit, he turned his head and looked around stupidly, but let alone iron pots and piles of dried fish, even the smallest dried fish no half left

"ah--?!"

A scream sounded from the sea, Zhou Hui raised his hands, supported his face, stared at the "mess" on the ground in horror (please refer to the oil painting "Scream")
He just went to the mountains to find water, and when he came back his dried fish was gone!
The fish he caught every day, the dried fish he smoked and roasted every day, the dried fish in an iron pot, this is gone!!
Gone--!!!
The shouting is not shouting out, but I really have the urge to shout, thinking that I caught a fish on the island before and handled it quickly, carefully put it on the smoker grill, thinking of watching it in those days Dried fish is gradually added to the iron pot, and I often smile happily, and now that there is no iron pot left, I think of Zhou Hui's footsteps of "a blank space" that he took away all the dried fish that he had smoked and baked so hard I felt a little weak, rolled my eyes, and almost passed out.

Zhou Hui knelt on the grass, heaving his chest quickly, almost suffering from "internal injuries".

He just went to the mountain to find water...

Approaching the plastic tarpaulin, torches and other things were scattered around. Zhou Hui collected the things. While collecting them, he carefully found a bunch of yellow-gray hairs on the grass.

A yellow-gray hair like the gray wolf before.

The sad and painful expression on Zhou Hui's face gradually disappeared, squinting his eyes, carefully looking at the handful of hairs in his hands that he had only seen before, and he knew, "Who?" took away his dried fish .

Raise your gaze and look around, the green grass above the sea is swaying, and the bamboo forest and woods that can be seen in the distance stand there like that, everything is in harmony.

In the woods, shadows hide under the trees that cover the sky, and under the shadows, there is something strange hiding in the shadows without light...

Looking back, looking at everything in front of him, Zhou Hui felt that he could imagine what happened before:
A group of gray wolves found this place based on the smell of blood when they were not around. They didn't find the prey, but they found these strange things, so they found the dried fish hidden in the plastic tarpaulin, one by one, Take all your dried fish away...

As for the iron pot... The iron pot is iron that is not very useful to animals, and for the wolves, the shape of the iron pot is very strange, and the sea itself is a downhill land, so when the wolves get out of the iron pot In the collision of the dried fish, it rolled down the sea.

Only this explanation is the most reasonable.

Zhou Hui walked to the edge of the sea and looked down. The half-shallow and half-deep blue sea water was rushing, colliding with the sea edge below. This is a beauty that cannot be described in words.

It's just that there is no shadow of his poor iron pot in the sea water at all.

For such a long time, even the wolves have left, and even if the iron pot fell, it would have been washed away...Zhou Hui walked back to Haiya with a headache, and it was not just the dried fish in the iron pot, even his only piece Plush soft cloth" was taken away by wolves!
At the scene, only plastic tarpaulins that are useless to wolves and not soft at all, lard torches with a pungent smell, and wood grass and other things were left.

Zhou Hui squatted down, staring at the remaining things in a daze.

The hard-earned food was gone, the iron pot for cooking was gone, and even his only bed sheet was gone.

It can be said that I went back to before liberation overnight...

Suddenly, he felt that his arm touched something.

It was a few small dried fish that he put in his pocket in advance before he left.

Looking at the remaining dry fish in his hands, which looked like dead tree roots, Zhou Hui didn't feel lucky at all. , he made it himself, and accumulated a half-full iron pot of dried fish!
And these things that belonged to him are all taken away by those damn wolves!!!
It doesn't matter if you don't want to, but when you think about it, Zhou Hui's chest heaves violently again, he stands up and walks around, and he feels a fire burning in his chest, which can't be extinguished no matter what.

At this moment, he wished he could find the lair of those wolves, kill all those damn gray wolves one by one, and get back the dried fish that originally belonged to him!!
Anger makes people lose their minds, so at this moment, he didn't think about the difference in strength at all, and only thought about the bloody way he should use to brutally kill all the gray wolves.

His palms were clenched into fists and he was trembling. After a long time, Zhou Hui calmed down a little bit, but there was still a residual anger in his heart, but when he really calmed down, he realized sadly and at a loss that he had no intention of fighting the pack of wolves at all. possibility.

If it wasn't for luck, he wouldn't be able to kill even one...not even one...

The anger was gradually frozen, sadness and confusion coexisted, Zhou Hui was silent for a long time, and finally decided to go to the previous place to take a look, so he took the wooden grass, went to the bamboo forest first, and then went from the bamboo forest to the woods on the right .

He didn't want to lose his life after losing almost all the dried fish.

Maybe he can't run far in case of danger, but at least he can climb a tree.

Carefully approaching the place where the gray wolf was killed before, there was no danger during the approaching process, and then, Zhou Hui saw the previous place from a distance, and the tragic and bloody gray wolf corpse had disappeared.

All that was left was a pile of blood-red grass.

The gray wolf's body disappeared.

Looking at the pile of red grass, Zhou Hui was silent. Although the human nose is really not very good, but at this moment, he seemed to smell the smell of blood, and smelled the extremely strong smell of blood...

After watching for a while, Zhou Hui raised his hind legs and slowly left here, leaving this place that seemed to be filled with the smell of blood forever.

Sitting in the grass, with half of his body hidden in the grass, Zhou Hui silently looked at the remaining resources, recalling that it was only half a day, but the "experience" was too rich

Too many animals on the island...

The dangers that are easy to meet on the island...

And, this huge island...

Looking at the little dried fish left, Zhou Hui remained silent with a silent expression, as if the previous anger had long been extinguished.

However, is this really the case?

In fact, he just understands that if he wants to realize his exaggerated ideas, he must have the corresponding ability, and his incompetent anger can only turn himself into a pile of miserable raw meat and bones. A pile of black fly ash will be left behind.

The right palm on the leg clenched into a fist again, and then gradually trembled, trembled, trembled again...

Suddenly, the trembling fist stopped, and then slowly dispersed into palms, which were no different from the palms just now.

(End of this chapter)