Desert Island Records: PUBG

Chapter 129 Weakness (XIV)
Fingers stroking the heavy artificial traces on the rectangular wooden board, Zhou Hui didn't feel any shock, because the shock was already over the previous night, or he was overwhelmed by hunger when he was shocked.

He discovered the board by accident when he was picking firewood for roasting rabbits. Of course, he was very excited when he found such an object with obvious artificial traces, but at that time he was so hungry that he was almost dizzy. Although he had the desire to find out, but The barbecue was still roasting, so there was no time to take care of it, so I picked it up and put it away, and then slowly studied it after the basic survival situation stabilized.

It's just that he didn't expect that the board he just picked up would be put to use so quickly, saving his life in the ocean last night.

But now that he saw the oak tree and saw that there are squirrels living on the island, there is another species, so Zhou Hui has a slightly bolder guess:
He guessed that even if there are no people on the island now, there were many people living on this island in the past!

The fact that the artificial wooden boards are on the desert island is enough to show that someone has been to the island, and as for why it feels that there are many people on the island, it is because of these oak trees and the many herbivores on the island.

When he first realized that there were really too many herbivores on the island, he didn't think much about it, but now even the oak trees grow on the island, Zhou Hui guessed that the oak trees, squirrels, and those herbivores In fact, they were brought over by many people from the island, and those people lived on the island for a long time.

It is because many people have lived in this place for a long time, so "those people" specially bring some animals and some plants to the island to breed, or "those people" just want to hunt, and there are not many animals on the island. Where to go hunting?

So "those people" brought animals with them, planted plants that could eat and bear fruit, and breed herbivorous animals to meet the large food needs.

As for wild boars, cheetahs, wolves, etc., they should all be "natives" of this island, and the number will not be as large as now. He even suspects that even some wild boars were brought by "those people". Change your diet.

Later, for some special reason, "those people" all left the island, and the plants they planted naturally began to grow wildly, and the herbivores were no longer under human control. When they left, they even released all the herbivores and let them reproduce. , so that when you come back in the future, there are still many animals here.

"Those people" are gone, but the gray wolves and leopards on the island are happy. He thinks that "those people" came for safety, so many people can scare away predators just by scaring them. Now they Going away, so many herbivores are breeding freely on the island, so they become food for carnivores.

Imagine what happens when a small number of carnivores meets a farm-sized herbivore.

As a result, goats and rabbits began to run around the entire island, so wolves, leopards, and even wild boars began to hunt and reproduce on a large scale, and the number gradually increased.

The last thing is very simple. Rabbit goats, who did not know the laws of nature, gradually learned how to escape and how to survive after being hunted by a large number of their own kind. Because of this reason, the number of predators also began to stabilize. In this way, the ecological environment on the island has basically stabilized, and it has become what it is now.

Of course, he felt that the time when this incident happened should not be too far away. If it was a hundred years ago, there should not be as many rabbits and goats as there are now, that is, 30 years...or 20 years?

If you can’t figure it out, don’t even think about it. Zhou Hui turned his head away, pushing this useless conjecture out of his mind. There will be many houses left.

He thought that no one would be too idle to leave a place, so he destroyed all the houses he built in this place.

After confirming this idea, Zhou Hui went into the woods again. Even if he wanted to live in a house built by humans, it would be a long time later.

The priority now is still his body.

Thinking about it carefully, since the two days since he went to the island, his body doesn't seem to be getting better.

And even the coconut bowl and the tarpaulin were lost... Zhou Hui recalled the things left on the beach, and couldn't help but have the urge to sigh.

Shangdao lost the freshwater iron pot, then the dried fish and the second iron pot, and now he even lost his weapon... He stopped suddenly, frowning and opened an iron chain of his coat, and there was a sound of plastic creaking. A crushed plastic mineral water bottle was pulled out of his pocket.

As for what's inside...these are four lard-soaked cloth strips that he took a long time to get out of the torch last night.

At that time, he was ready to jump into the sea, but in order to go to the island again, while the flames were still burning wildly, he removed the burn-resistant cloth strips from the torch and put them in water-proof containers. Mineral water bottle, so that lard is not washed by sea water.

As for the things he is carrying now, there are only these cloth strips, two bone spurs pinned to his waist belt, and a waterproof cap lighter.

There are also a few bone spurs, spears and discarded mobile phones on Haiya, which are useless to the wolves, but I don't know if the plastic tarpaulin will be dragged away by them.

It was another night before liberation... Zhou Hui opened his mouth, muttered something, and walked feebly in the woods to see if he could find some food and water.

The fresh water was full when he was dealing with the wild rabbits, and he was not as thirsty now, but he was a little hungry.

After taking the risk of swallowing that half-baked hare last night, I didn’t have a stomachache or anything, but I still didn’t have much strength. I felt like I had an air ball in my palm when I made a fist. , can only be used to walk.

Then, soon came the sound of tired panting in the woods.

Walking in the woods, there were some ripe acorns on the tree, but after Zhou Hui tried it a bit, Shen Mo found that he almost didn't even have the strength to climb the tree...

After walking for a while, Zhou Hui suddenly turned his head and saw some plants on the ground by chance.

Those grass leaves and roots look like crops, very familiar plants.

Seeing these plants, Zhou Hui was taken aback for a moment, and then fell silent. Even here there are such poisonous plants.

It's all over the island...

Why aren't there any fruits all over the island... Zhou Hui had such extravagant hopes and fantasies in his heart, but after thinking about it, he knew it was possible, because even if it was possible, it would have been eaten by those herbivores and wild boars long ago. And keep the fruit for yourself.

Past these "scary" plants and keep going.

A patch of woods passed by.

Suddenly, Zhou Hui stopped and frowned.

After two seconds of silence, he squatted down, lightly grasped the left trouser leg with both hands, and slowly lifted it up.

Lifted the ankle, lifted the calf, lifted the knee, moving more and more slowly, then lifted... the bandage.

Looking at the seemingly normal bandage wrapped around his thigh, Zhou Hui's face paled a little, but what he didn't know was that his face was already very pale because of pain, exhaustion, and being soaked in seawater most of the night. Pale.

With his lower hands, he slowly untied the thin hemp thread tied outside the fabric, untied the fabric very carefully, and then took it away...

Lifting his legs, tilting his head and looking at his thighs near his knees, Zhou Hui saw some blurred white mixed with pale pink and bright red wounds.

(End of this chapter)