From Robinson Crusoe

The rewards of the second anniversary gift package seem to indicate a certain attitude——

“We want you to live a peaceful and stable life and develop some hobbies that suit your interests.

But if you insist on taking risks, there are corresponding rewards in the gift pack, whether it is nunchaku or arrows, they can be used as weapons, for defense or offense. "

……

Between these two attitudes, Chen Zhou temporarily chose the second one.

In order to rescue and domesticate the natives, he has made a lot of efforts and completed a lot of preparations. At the same time, he also believes that the natives are not dispensable companions, but a rigid necessity for long-term living on the island.

Without this first help, he would not have been able to obtain the exciting wealth when the Spanish pirate ship was forced to come to the island by a storm more than 20 years later.

In modern society, there are many people who are willing to fight with their brothers or even with their sons for a few hundred thousand or millions of dollars.

Now he is on an isolated island, facing the temptation of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars. Even though he knows there are risks, with more than 20 years of preparation time, how can Chen Zhou give up easily?

……

It took three days to completely digest the second anniversary gift package.

He planted green onions under the window, and kept the nunchaku, bamboo flute, rice paper, inkstone and paint in a dry place for safekeeping. While studying the coal production cycle of the small black box, Chen Zhou used the new arrowheads to make sharp arrows.

The appearance and structure of the black box make it a "fool-proof instrument". Figuring out its internal structure may be as difficult as climbing to the sky, but figuring out how to use it is so simple that even a monkey can do it.

On the morning of September 9, Chen Zhou pressed the button on the box, estimating that 21 hours had passed since he pressed the button yesterday.

The box produced a familiar wave, and in an instant a new piece of coal was spit out, which made him very happy.

One piece of high-quality anthracite produced every day was enough for his personal forging. If he used it frugally, he might be able to free up some coal for firing porcelain.

There happened to be some space left in the mouse room, so he piled all the coal bricks neatly in the dark room.

In fact, poison testing rats are basically useless nowadays. Only a few unlucky ones will be produced once every one or two weeks. Most rats live a comfortable life of eating and sleeping, and eating when they wake up, and they are growing fatter and fatter.

Seeing that they were multiplying more and more, Chen Zhou had the idea of slaughtering a batch of them.

After all, there are nearly fifty mice next to my bedroom. Even if I can't see them, I still feel uncomfortable.

Under the pretext of storing coal bricks, he planned to build a separate rat house outdoors, freeing up the interior of the cave, and demolish the rat pen and rat apartment at the same time.

However, it is still the rainy season, so the construction of wooden houses is not greatly affected. However, walls built with white mud will be washed away by rain, affecting their sturdiness.

Moreover, the natives were about to land on the island. After some consideration, he felt that he should prioritize and do a good job of rescuing and taming the natives first, so as to avoid any mistakes and regrets.

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It is not convenient to go out during the rainy season. The ground is slippery after the mountain is wet, and it is too dangerous to run and climb mountains.

But rescuing the indigenous people was a matter of life and death and there was no room for slackness, so Chen Zhou moved the physical training and weapons training to the cave.

His daily training plan includes push-ups, pull-ups, skipping rope, squats, horse stance and other exercises to build strength and endurance.

There is also cold weapon training - spear holding training and stabbing exercises.

When the rain was light, he would take the time to go to the yard to practice archery.

In addition to direct shooting, he practiced more projectile shooting - standing on the wall, facing the "scarecrow" at the head of the field from a distance, and shooting from high to low.

He felt that if the natives landed on the island in the future, when he launched an attack, he would most likely occupy the high ground, wait for the natives to come into range, use firearms to cause a round of casualties and deterrence, and then use bows and arrows to shoot.

If the natives rush to close, there will be no chance of direct shooting, and you will definitely have to pick up melee weapons or revolvers to meet the enemy, so it is necessary to improve the accuracy of the projection.

However, archery is indeed a sport with a high threshold.

Facing a target more than ten meters away, after practice, Chen Zhou could basically hit the target 100% of the time. However, the throwing was greatly affected by the rain and wind, so he was considered lucky if he could hit one out of ten arrows.

No wonder in the movie "Hero", the Qin army had to form a dense array of arrows to shoot at Handan City - if the projectile attack was not saturated, it would not hit anyone at all. Unless everyone was a sharpshooter like Lu Bu and Huang Zhong, the hit rate would be pitifully low.

Although the results of his projectile practice were not satisfactory and there was basically no noticeable improvement, Chen Zhou still did not stop practicing archery.

Even if the accuracy does not improve, it is good to increase the proficiency of archery. In actual combat, if you can shoot one more arrow, you may be able to kill one more native.

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More than two years of physical labor have made Chen Zhou's physique much better than before.

Nowadays, ordinary physical work is no problem for him.

When he first started the challenge, he was sawing the mast, but after just a few minutes he was sweating and panting.

Now, let alone a dried mast, he could even saw down a living tree with a diameter of half a meter within an hour.

But even though his physical fitness has improved to this extent, the tightly packed training programs every day still make Chen Zhou feel extremely tired.

His muscle mass began to grow noticeably. His already broad shoulders and back became even thicker, and even his biceps, which had not grown thicker for a long time, showed a tendency to grow further.

In the north where the average height is higher, Chen Zhou's height is already on the higher side.

As he grew stronger, his body shape became more and more like the idiom "broad-shouldered and broad-shouldered".

Especially after wearing the rattan armor, when looking in the mirror, Chen Zhou always couldn't help but think of Meng Huo who was captured seven times by Zhuge Liang.

Fortunately, after shaving and trimming his hair, he still looks more handsome than Meng Huo in the Three Kingdoms card.

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More physical exertion caused Chen Zhou's appetite to increase.

In addition to rice and noodles, he also longed to eat more meat and consume more oil, salt and sugar.

Fortunately, this is the second year on the island, and the food we grow ourselves is enough for consumption. We also have ten bags of refined flour as rewards in July, each bag weighing 40 kilograms, and only one bag has been opened so far.

There are plenty of meat and seafood. If you get tired of eating them, just go out and run down the mountain, turn into the woods east of the Pigeon Cave, and you will catch a wild goat in no time - that is the habitat of another group of wild goats.

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Time flies as muscles tear and heal.

By the end of November, Chen Zhou's archery skills had improved to the point where he could hit the target with one out of five shots from a distance of 11 meters. He was also very proficient in using the spear, and his stabbing had been practiced to be very accurate.

As December was approaching, he suspended his physical training to give his tense body a rest.

As for the bow and arrow and spear practices that required a good feel, he did not delay them. He still managed to find three or four hours of practice time every day.

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It was already the dry season, and Chen Zhou began to climb to the top of the mountain frequently to observe the situation at sea.

The obstacles and traps that had been set up on the hillside had been partially damaged by the rainy season, and he spent some time repairing them.

Time passed day by day, and after December, although Chen Zhou's body was no longer tortured, his spirit was still tense like a taut bowstring.

Sometimes he would even suddenly wake up from his dream in the middle of the night, and then, holding a telescope and carrying an oil lamp, he would run madly from the cave to the top of the mountain, staring at the dark beach in a daze.

As a modern man living in a peaceful country, words like killing and war seem too far away from him.

He had made countless preparations before this and had thought of using various cruel and ruthless means to kill the cannibalistic natives.

He thought he was cold-blooded enough, rational enough, and had strong enough psychological endurance.

But the closer he got to the natives, the more he felt that they were not as brave as he had imagined, nor as cruel as he had imagined. Slaughtering animals and killing people have completely different effects on people.

Sometimes he rehearsed in his dreams the scenes of himself slaughtering the natives, and sometimes he suffered moral condemnation in his dreams.

All kinds of psychological pressure accumulated in his heart and slowly filled his brain.

These things, which could have made people feel afraid and even want to retreat, inexplicably made Chen Zhou's emotions more and more irritable. It seemed that they had produced some kind of chemical reaction with the solitary life on the isolated island, pushing him towards the direction of a high-powered bomb that could ignite at any time.

He gradually forgot the ethics and morals of modern society, the condemnation of his conscience, and even the purpose of his attack on the indigenous people.

He just didn't want his nearly one year of hard work to go to waste. He just wanted to fight and vent the bad emotions that were suppressed in his heart...

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The dents on the new wooden calendar became visibly deeper and deeper, and the sharp scars seemed to have precipitated the violent energy burning in Chen Zhou's chest.

Starting from December 12, he would sit in meditation on the top of the mountain for more than six hours every day.

Most of the clothes on the ship did not fit his current body shape, so he was used to wearing a loose sailor's duty uniform.

The clothes were blue-black in color, and usually had some stains that could not be washed off. When wearing them to climb mountains, the wind would often blow sand and dirt all over the body, turning the whole person into yellow and black.

If you look up from the bottom of the mountain and catch a glimpse of Chen Zhou leading Lai Fu up the mountain, someone who doesn't know might think it's a big bear with its little bear.

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During the dry season, the wind on the top of the mountain is always very strong, often blowing so hard that people can't open their eyes.

There was always nothing on the beach at the foot of the mountain. When observing the sea in the distance with a telescope, nothing could be found except a few seabirds and fish that occasionally floated to the surface of the water. Only the sea surface was slightly undulating due to the wind.

This situation continued until December 12th.

Chen Zhou originally thought that the natives would land on the island on December 1659, just like they did in 12, but his guess was proved wrong.

These natives held cannibal feasts only during certain months, but not at specific times - they may not have developed a complete calendar.

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Early in the morning of the 18th, after having his meal, Chen Zhou stood in horse stance with his rifle in the yard for an hour. Then he put on his sailor's duty uniform stained with dirt, put the telescope in his pocket, and ran straight to the top of the mountain.

During this process, he did not utter a word.

Lai Fu didn't need any instructions. Seeing that his master was about to go out, he immediately perked up and followed Chen Zhou.

The man and the dog quickly reached the top of the mountain at a speed almost trotting.

Chen Zhou, as usual, sat on the mountain with his back against a rock, his face as stiff as a dead volcano, without a trace of expression.

The wind blowing in his face forced him to squint his eyes. Sitting on the top of the mountain, he thought he would spend another boring and meaningless day.

Unexpectedly, before noon, two small black dots appeared on the sea in the distance.

The bright sun shone on the sea, reflecting the light from afar. In a trance, the two small black dots flashed for a moment and suddenly disappeared.

Chen Zhou thought he had been looking at the sea for too long and his eyes were blurry. He didn't pay much attention to it. When he was about to rub his eyes, the two small black spots suddenly appeared again.

As the black spots approached, their shapes became clearer and clearer, and Chen Zhou finally could no longer sit still.

After getting up, he flexibly jumped behind the rock, leaving only half of his head exposed. Even Lai Fu, who didn't know what was going on, was pulled behind the shelter by him.

He took out a telescope from his pocket, wiped the lens with his worn-out cuff, determined the direction, and quickly looked towards the sea.

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After waiting for many days, the natives finally arrived.

They sat in a huge canoe, waving their oars and moving slowly across the sea.

It was too far away, the temperature was too high, and the distorted heat waves affected the vision, so it was impossible to count the exact number of the indigenous people for a while.

With one eye closed, Chen Zhou's hand holding the monocular telescope was surprisingly steady.

He made a rough estimate and found that there should be about 20 natives on the two canoes. It seemed that there were fewer natives than the last time they landed on the island, which was undoubtedly good news.

As for the "food" that the natives brought to the island, it is still unknown.

The captives, bound hand and foot, were "lying down" in the canoes.

Before they were taken away from the canoe or sat up from the canoe, Chen Zhou had no idea how many captives there were, let alone how many men and women, old and young were among them.

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"Finally I've waited for you guys."

When the canoe and the blurry natives came into view, Chen Zhou found it difficult to describe how he felt.

Facing the upcoming fight, perhaps he felt fear;

Perhaps he felt relieved when faced with the long-awaited result;
Facing blood and violence, perhaps he felt excited...

The hand holding the telescope gradually became unstable and even trembled slightly, but Chen Zhou knew that he was not afraid. He knew that his heartbeat was accelerating and his blood was getting hot.

He couldn't help but clench his teeth, and the hard and dense beard on his lips trembled slightly due to the force of his facial muscles.

Watching the canoe slowly approaching the shore, he quietly retracted his head.

"go!"

After saying a word, he tried his best to suppress his excitement, maintained a steady pace, and walked towards the cave.

The war is imminent, and we should not cause unnecessary physical exertion due to anxiety.

The native was still some distance away from the beach, enough for him to go back and forth to the cave. At this time, no matter how anxious he was, he couldn't run.

Restraint is for a more violent release.

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Chen Zhou returned to the cave in silence and went straight into the storage room.

All weapons and equipment are neatly placed at the door of the storage room and can be touched as soon as you enter.

The placement of the armor has also been studied repeatedly, so that it not only conforms to his personal habits, but also ensures that he can wear all the armor in a short time without missing any shields or weapons.

After taking off the baggy sailor's duty uniform, checking the inner clothes, tying the belt and shoelaces, Chen Zhou skillfully put on the leg armor, chest armor, shoulder armor, arm armor, waist armor and hand armor in turn, and finally put on the helmet.

After putting on the rattan armor inlaid with thin iron sheets, my body suddenly felt a lot heavier.

But for Chen Zhou, who has been trained for a long time and has already adapted, this amount is nothing.

After standing in front of the mirror and adjusting the details of his armor and feeling comfortable enough, he walked to the side wall of the storage room, picked up the long-barreled flintlocks and short-barreled flintlocks one by one, and put them on his back.

Then he opened the drawer of the small cabinet behind the storage room door, took out the revolver, pressed the yellow bullets into it one by one, and then inserted the gun into the gun bag reserved in the waist armor.

Finally, he hung the quiver on his waist and picked up the cloth bag next to his armor - it contained unscrewed musket and flintlock bullets.

Holding a cloth bag in one hand and a longbow in the other, all his long and short range weapons were ready. With a heavy burden and a full sense of security, Chen Zhou called Lai Fu to his side and locked it in the cave.

The arrows of the natives are blind, which is completely different from the weak and vulnerable wild goats. In the life-and-death fight, they may not take Lai Fu's safety into consideration. He is unwilling to let Lai Fu wade into this muddy water. (End of this chapter)