After living on a desert island, they all plotted evil against me.

Su Yan and Lan Yueting are cutting bamboo in the bamboo forest at the moment.

This makes preparations for the construction of a fence to protect the entire shelter and the construction of other functional areas.

Now Xiang Wanying is preparing to take her eldest daughter to join in the work of cutting down bamboo.

Chapter 65 Actually, I am preparing for a night attack (monthly ticket adds Chapter 58)

Regarding guardrails, Qin Ruoyan originally proposed planting bamboo whips directly.

The advantage of this is that the shelter area will not be troubled by weeds, because bamboo naturally produces a "herbicide"

But the disadvantage is that the planting time span is too long.

Don’t even think about growing on a sufficient scale within two or three years.

So in the end everyone chose to build a defensive circle directly with bamboo.

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The time soon came to evening.

Zhou Fang and Zhao Yiran have now arrived at the northeast corner of the island.

Here, they were thirsty and got a supply of banana cores, thus solving the water source problem.

After feeding the little leopard the last two pieces of wolf meat for dinner, Zhou Fang went to the beach to look for stranded fish to provide subsequent food for the carnivorous pet.

At this moment, Zhao Yiran was constantly banging and knocking the pyrite that Zhang Liu left for her.

Although she had seen how to generate sparks by knocking, due to lack of experience, she either failed to generate sparks, or the sparks splashed to other places...

But Zhou Fang and Zhao Yiran simply stopped and set up camp relatively early, so they successfully raised the fire before night fell completely.

The two of them had half a piece of meat floss each, and then started the first dinner of the New Year with coconut milk and palm core banana core.

For Song Shuyao and Gu Xixi, the whole day today was like "waiting to die"

There might be drinks or food behind the two of them.

But their hands were sore from knocking and there was only a shallow gap in the cabinet door that even nails could not fit through, which made them despair.

Song Shuyao even thought about dismantling the raft and using one of the pieces of wood as a "door-busting pillar."

But this plan was eventually canceled because a metal piece one meter high blocked the road.

With this thing, they would never be able to find a suitable place to exert their strength, not to mention that the wood used to make the cabinet door is huanghuali...

Gu Xixi thought it was agarwood before.

But after wiping off the layer of dust on the surface with your hands, you can carefully identify it.

She has determined that it is Huanghuali.

The hardness of this thing is simply ridiculous...

Her lips were so dry that they were peeling. Song Shuyao turned to look at Gu Xixi, who was lying silently next to her, and then said sadly: "Sister Xixi, you shouldn't have come with me."

After not eating or drinking for a whole day, she no longer felt hungry.

And the weather that is getting cooler now also gives Song Shuyao the ability to speak.

Although now when I open my mouth to speak, my throat will feel like a needle pricking pain.

But she still wanted to apologize to Gu Xixi, who was dragged down by her.

"Miss Shuyao." After hearing Song Shuyao's words, Gu Xixi considered whether she should use her fingers to feel good before she ran out of energy, and said, "This is the 15th time you have spoken like this. I can be very responsible." I regret telling you, but I don’t blame you."

Closing her eyes, Song Shuyao said no more.

She was originally very good at water and wanted to go into the water to catch fish.

But during the day, the black rock surface easily absorbs heat, so there are no marine fish gathering here at all.

Maybe at night.

But according to the visual conditions at night, she knew that she would not be able to catch any fish at all.

People can survive up to three days without water.

For no reason, Song Shuyao had such words in his mind.

Struggling to crawl out from under the metal piece she was sheltering on, she lay on the floor of the solid wood structure and panted for a long time before she had the strength to support herself to stand up inside the wreckage.

Lifting her legs and stepping through the half-meter-high hole caused by the distortion of the metal sheet of the fuselage, Song Shuyao looked at the vast sea in front of her, and then she whispered to herself: "Zhang Liu... you said you would come to save me. …”

After Song Shuyao climbed out.

Gu Xixi finally decided not to touch herself.

Then she climbed out after him.

Hearing what Song Shuyao muttered, Gu Xixi only felt regret.

She regretted very much that she was already drifting into the ocean, so why didn't she touch Zhang Liu's body before leaving?

The kind of size that can be measured just by looking at it!

If I could use my hands, I don’t know how much fun it would be!

Thinking of this, Gu Xixi pursed her lips in dismay.

At this moment, her extremely dry mouth was filled with fluids because of this longing.

"Miss Shuyao, you'd better lie down early. Maybe Zhang Liu will come here tomorrow." Standing up and walking to Song Shuyao's side, Gu Xixi felt the heat of the entire rocky island like a steamer. She began to persuade: "Let's go now Save your energy."

Hearing these words, Song Shuyao's originally gloomy face suddenly felt a hint of expectation.

Then, not only did she go back and lie down obediently, but she looked at Gu Xixi who was also naked like herself and asked with confusion: "Sister Xixi, I'm actually very curious as to why your underwear was lost in the plane crash. But Are you here with your coat and everything?”

Hearing this question, Gu Xixi felt a little embarrassed.

The reason why this happened was actually on purpose.

Because I felt like I had nothing else to do that night, I tried to vacuum...

But this explanation is prone to social death.

Gu Xixi had absolutely no way to tell Song Shuyao.

There was silence for a long time, and then she was ready to tell the first and possibly last lie in her life.

"I was going to find Zhang Liu Ye Xi that day!" Seeing Song Shuyao's surprised expression, Gu Xixi secretly breathed a sigh of relief because of her wit. Then she continued: "After all, it will be much more convenient if you don't wear underwear."

"You... why did you... look for Zhang Liu..." Looking at Gu Xixi, Song Shuyao understood what the other party meant by convenience, so she subconsciously asked.

But in her puzzled tone, Song Shuyao also secretly felt a little unhappy.

"Why are you looking for..."

Flashing in his mind, he and Zhang Liu fell into the lake together, and then caught a glimpse of the other person's majestic body. His heart was so full that he wanted to take off his underwear and take a closer look.

Gu Xixi was immediately silenced by Song Shuyao's question again...

She couldn't say these words to the other party!

"Maybe it's because we are well-matched, right?" After thinking for a long time, Gu Xixi said, "After all, he is an ordinary boy, and I am an ordinary maid."

Hearing Gu Xixi's words, Song Shuyao pursed her lips and said no more, but there were waves of confusion in her heart...

Then the two of them gave up lying under the metal piece to rest. Instead, they leaned outside the still slightly warm aircraft wreckage, and then began to watch the sun set.

At the same time, Zhang Liu, who was on the raft, also put away his two oars, and then began to drill wood to make a fire.

It was hard to walk in the dark, so he planned to light a candle for himself.

Zhang Liu, who had been rowing all afternoon, didn't know that he was less than two kilometers away from the island where Song Shuyao and Gu Xixi were.

PS·This is the current point where Zhang Liu, Zhou Fang, Zhao Yiran, Gu Xixi and Song Shuyao are located (yellow punctuation)


Chapter 66 Boys who are afraid of missing girls

"Crack, creak..."

At the end of dusk, on the sea where night is approaching, the sound of friction between the wooden drill bit and the abutment can be heard.

Ever since he got the pyrite, Zhang Liu has never used the method of turning wood to make fire.

After all, the former is really simple and crude, while the latter is not only laborious but also time-consuming.

This morning when he was preparing the tools for drilling wood to make fire, he also heard about the situation where Zhou Fang and the four of them drilled wood more than 100 times before finally succeeding.

After seeing with his own eyes the wood-drilling tools used by the other party to make fire, Zhang Liu immediately pointed out the problem with Zhou Fang and the others.

The biggest reason for constant failure in the early stage is that the two types of wood are the same.

A certain man who likes to survive in the wilderness without hair and on an empty stomach once popularized several key points on drilling wood to make fire in a program.

The first point is that the rod used for drilling must be harder than the base used for making the fire.

Although I don't know the specific reason.

But in Zhangliu thinking, if the wood is of the same softness and hardness, or the pole is softer than the wood.

Wouldn't it be that the points that are rapidly rubbing and generating heat will be consumed.

With the hot spots gone, the temperature naturally cannot be raised.

The second point is that openings are needed to allow air to enter and circulate easily. Combustion is essentially an oxidation reaction.

Without sufficient oxygen, the possibility of creating fire is naturally very low.

Subsequently, Zhang Liu also pointed out that the opening where Zhou Fang succeeded in drilling wood to make fire was indeed relatively large, so there was enough air circulation.

The third point is tool upgrade.

Compared with Zhou Fang and others who always insisted on using their hands, Zhang Liu did a bow turn for himself without hesitation to increase the success of making fire.

Now after some operations.

He has succeeded in turning wood into fire.

However, the last red sunset in the west has quietly disappeared, and the entire sky has been shrouded in a layer of gray.

Pour the flickering fire in the thin twilight onto the old man's beard that he carries with him.

Then Zhang Liu started to hold it and blow it carefully.

The moisture on the sea surface is heavy.

Therefore, the old man's beard in his hand, which was originally extremely dry and would burn immediately, now suddenly started to burn after a burst of white smoke emitted.

Feeling the heat coming from his fingertips, Zhang Liu breathed a sigh of relief after successfully lighting a fire.

Then he placed the rapidly burning old man's beard in his hand on top of the candle made of lard and beeswax.

"Crackling"

With a soft sound, the candle wick stained with pig's head beeswax was ignited before the old man's beard was completely burned.

In the gradually darkening night, Zhang Liu received extremely precious lighting.

Turning his head to look at the sky that had been shrouded in black clouds for some time, he subconsciously frowned.

Although it is said that the morning glow does not leave the house, the sunset glow travels thousands of miles.

But what does the cloud formation behind the sunset mean now...

As the breeze blew, Zhang Liu tightened the curtain cloth wrapped around him slightly.

Then he sighed involuntarily.

Today we set off in the afternoon. Up to now, Zhang Liu had no appetite for the meat floss in the sheepskin bag. He only drank one-fifth of the coconut milk in the sheepskin bag to replenish his physical strength.

Zhang Liu didn't see anyone on the sea before his sight was completely intercepted by the dusk.

Although this situation was expected by him, it still made him feel a little discouraged and exhausted.

The reason why I do the resource-consuming behavior of lighting candles at this time.

Zhang Liu first wanted to provide himself with light and increase his confidence.

At the same time, he also has a purpose.