Desert Island Records: PUBG

Chapter 110 The heartbroken man is at the end of the sea
The light went away and the night fell. Zhou Hui sat in a piece of dark grass, silently looking at the black ocean mixed with countless layers of shadows. The surrounding grass that cannot be seen clearly rustled in the blackness.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Hui raised his head and looked into the night sky.

In the high sky covered with layers of shadows, bright stars are fixed in it. They have different colors, and they shine brightly and darkly. They seem to hang high in this dark universe forever, and their relative positions are eternal and shining forever.

This is a kind of eternal and quiet beauty.

He had been facing the ocean before, so he didn't notice the changes in the sky before. Now that he saw such a night sky, Zhou Hui was still silent, and the same in his heart.

He just felt that this kind of starry sky would be too lonely if not many people didn't have much thought to appreciate it.

Even if "they" are in the universe, this kind of image is only projected, and no one necessarily needs to appreciate it.

Beauty is beauty, even if no one appreciates it, beauty is still beautiful.

After resting for a while and watching in silence for a while, Zhou Hui stood up, moved his body, shook his weak right hand, kicked and kicked a little soreness and pain, and braved his weak legs to lift his spirits.

I haven't eaten a decent meal a day, and I have traveled countless miles in the primitive environment. Anyone who comes here will feel uncomfortable, let alone in the city life, the physical strength is not very good. On a desert island Zhou Hui, who was devastated by the cruel environment, was even worse.

He only ate two dried fish today, and two land crabs that were about the size of a child's palm.

The dried fish still has a bit of weight. The shell of the land crab is removed, and then the inedible part is removed. The remaining meat can really only be used to stuff the gaps between the teeth. This is not an exaggeration.

I came to this island fully armed, I thought I could show my skills, but in the end, not only did I lose most of the supplies I brought, but I didn't even have a decent meal...

Fortunately, he still has two or three dried fish that should be edible.

After a while, a fiery red flower suddenly bloomed on the dark side of the sea, bringing a little light, and touched the lard torch with the sparks that "grow" from the palm, and the sparks filled the lard along the surface The cloth strips "climb" up.

Soon, the blossoming flames really bloomed on the torch, quickly dispelling the dense darkness around, leaving only a few layers of shadows lying on the grass.

The torch is burning hard, burning heartily, and the bright tongue of flame is beating, beating towards the direction of the night sky. It seems that as long as it can keep burning like this, it will one day be able to burn into the night sky, burn through the darkness, and burn through the sky.

Then the exuberant fire light gradually swayed towards the bamboo forest.

The lard torch was prepared by him long ago. Of course, the lard is the lard obtained from hunting wild boars. Although the smell has long since become pungent, this does not prevent it from being used for burning. The cloth on the short wooden stick was half a rotten piece of clothing he picked up from the beach, and he tore it open and used it as a strip of cloth. The lard was eroded first, and then wrapped around the wooden stick with a little burning branch.

Zhou Hui lit with a torch, picked up some firewood in the woods, and transported it back to Haiya as firewood, planning to start a fire there. Although there was no shortage of dry firewood in the woods and bamboo forests, because torches could not be placed anywhere, he just I was able to go back first with one hand holding not too much dry firewood, and went back and forth several times like this.

I am a little relieved that there was no problem with the lard torch during this process, and it has been burning normally for a long time, until the firewood is completely collected, and a small torch is still burning on the torch.

So in line with the principle of waste utilization, the torch was thrown into the pile of dry wood by it.

The torch was thrown on the dry wood, the flame spread, and the fire was completely ignited in a short while. The vigorous flame dispelled a large area of ​​shadows around it, revealing some of the original appearance of the surrounding things.

Also placed in the center of the flame was a coconut bowl filled with some water.

Because the two iron pots have been lost, in order to eat the dried fish without any hidden dangers, Zhou Hui filled a coconut bowl with some water and boiled it on the flame to see if he could eat the dried fish. Cook it for a while before eating.

He thought, after all, the paper box can boil water, and the much harder coconut shell can't boil water for no reason, although the coconut shell is very suitable for burning.

In the middle of the blazing flames in the dark, when the fresh water in the coconut shell reflected the orange flames was emitting a trace of heat, Zhou Hui hurriedly tore up the dried fish that had been soaked in the puddle before, and threw them in.

The dried fish was thrown into the orange-red fresh water, sparking more flame-like splashes, which hit the flame outside the coconut shell with a slap, and there was a burst of blazing evaporation, and a few wisps of white gas Rises, dissipates in the darkness above the flames.

Zhou Hui endured his exhaustion and drowsiness, propping up his eyelids that seemed to be pressed down by springs, and faced the blazing flames without much energy.

The firewood was constantly gnawed and devoured by the flames, and there was always a crackling sound.

Damn, this sound is really like a lullaby...

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The cold sea breeze blew across his sensitive skin. Zhou Hui suddenly raised his head, facing a strong sense of exhaustion glowing from the inside out. And there is a world of darkness that surrounds itself in the middle.

The surrounding area was so dark that it was impossible to see anything at a distance.

The next second, he realized that he was still above Haiya, and he almost fell asleep just now.

And the front is not only darkness on the surface, but hidden behind the darkness is a cliff that will fall into the ocean if you keep walking.

In order to have a quick rest, Zhou Hui didn't care whether it was cooked or not. He managed to get the unburnt coconut shell out of the flame, and when he stretched it out, he squeezed out the steaming and torn fish meat and put it in his mouth. .

The taste is good, but not cooked enough... Zhou Hui tasted it, and then threw all the rest of the fish into his mouth, regardless of whether they were cooked or not, because he just wanted to rest now, to rest peacefully, to eat to his heart's content. rest.

Putting his own resources in the surrounding grass was barely hidden, Zhou Hui was hungry and yawned, ready to go to bed.

Turning around with the newly lit torch, there is endless darkness behind.

Although the darkness blocked his sight and obscured the reality hidden behind, he knew that there was a forest, a bamboo forest.

It is a wilderness without any buildings.

What Zhou Hui held in his hand was clearly a torch that exuded light and dispelled the darkness, but his expression was silent and bewildered.

There is a torch in his hand that symbolizes light, but it cannot lead him on the right path, so the torch is just a torch that can burn.

Following the light from the torch, Zhou Hui approached the bamboo forest silently, then turned left, and entered the woods where vines were strewn about and roots covered the ground.

The surrounding trees are very dense and dense, so under the light of the torches, one after another of strangely shaped shadows suddenly appeared. Those shadows were hidden behind the trees that the flames could not illuminate, hiding in places that the humans holding the torches could not see. Those shadows flaunt their fangs and claws, displaying their fearsome figures recklessly, like devils hiding in the shadows but peeking at the light all the time...

(End of this chapter)