From Robinson Crusoe

The indigenous people have lived in an environment of food shortage and poor sanitary conditions since childhood.

They are malnourished, they are thin, they suffer from diseases, and even are infested with parasites, but their vitality is always so tenacious.

When Chen Zhou brought Lai Fu and the native boy back to the shade of the trees, the skinny captive was still breathing.

……

After washing his face with clean water, Chen Zhou pried open his mouth and poured some boiled water mixed with salt into his mouth.

At this time, the sun was gradually setting in the west, and the wind began to blow in the forest.

The heat on the native captive's body gradually subsided, and he finally woke up slowly under the boy's expectant gaze.

Seeing this, Chen Zhou put the last piece of chocolate in his hand into the boy's hand, stood up, and walked aside with Lai Fu.

Due to the language barrier, he couldn't explain all this to the newly awakened indigenous captives.

Fortunately, there was a native boy who witnessed everything. He seemed to have a good relationship with the captives, so he could help explain everything.

……

The native captive who had just woken up was completely confused and had no idea what had happened to him after he was tied to the canoe. He thought he was dead and had arrived in heaven.

Dragging his weak body, he struggled to get up, trying to see clearly whether the surroundings were as the priest said, full of fruit-bearing trees and fur-covered houses that would never protect them from the sun and rain.

Dodulu supported him in time and described to him what had happened in a babble at a very fast speed.

……

At this moment, Chen Zhou, with Lai Fu, followed the clues left by the last escaped indigenous warrior and walked away, leaving only his back.

He knew that the native captive who had just woken up from a coma was not capable of traveling long distances, and he was quite satisfied with the honest performance of the native boy. He believed that it was impossible for the two to sneak away while he was away.

Besides, the tide had not yet risen, so even if the two natives wanted to leave, they couldn't push the canoe.

It is better to follow him than to stay in the forest, at least they can eat chocolate. He believes that the indigenous boy who has seen many new things will make the right choice with his friends.

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He lowered his head and carefully identified the footprints on the beach.

Based on the size, stride and traces at the end of the footprints, Chen Zhou quickly found the footprints belonging to the escaped indigenous warrior.

His messy footprints led all the way to the forest, leaving the beach and quickly lost track after entering the woodland.

Push aside the branches and leaves of the trees along the way and move forward in the direction of your feet.

Chen Zhou believed that the situation was very chaotic at the time and the young indigenous warrior was in a state of extreme fear. He would not take a detour or create false information to deceive him.

If there were no obstacles ahead, he would definitely run in a straight line, probably thinking of running as fast as possible, the farther away from the demon the better.

With this thought in mind, Chen Zhou continued to move forward. Next to a dense cluster of herbs, he found a familiar object - a wooden bow.

This crude homemade weapon by the natives was thrown on the road of escape. Not far from the bow, several slender wooden arrows could be found.

The moment he saw these weapons, Chen Zhou's somewhat uneasy heart completely relaxed.

He knew that the indigenous warriors without weapons and with only their bare hands would never be his match.

Not only did he bring a gun, he also had Lai Fu's help. Not to mention that the indigenous warrior who escaped was just a teenager, even an adult indigenous warrior would not be able to win this fight.

He picked up the bow and arrow, placed it on a raised tree root and kicked it to break it, thus cutting off the last chance of a comeback for the indigenous warrior. Chen Zhou then explored forward along the place where he found the bow and arrow.

Not long after they walked, Lai Fu, who had been sniffing with his head down, seemed to have found a clue. He walked towards a short tree while barking and calling.

Chen Zhou recognized this tree.

He named this tree the Thorn Tree. As the name suggests, this tree has many short wooden thorns on its branches. If you are not careful when walking in the forest, it is easy to be scratched by the thorns.

However, the thorny tree is non-toxic, so you don't have to worry about poisoning if you get scratched. It just causes serious damage to your clothes, which is a headache.

In the area where Chen Zhou lived and walked frequently, in order to protect his clothes, he gave priority to cutting down these trees and burning them as firewood.

……

Seeing Lai Fu stop next to the thorn tree, Chen Zhou immediately thought of the possibility that the indigenous warrior was scratched by the tree while escaping, so he walked over.

I squatted beside the tree and took a look. Sure enough, a branch extending to the side was obviously deformed, with sharp thorns covered with coagulated blood and a shriveled skin tissue.

This was important information, indicating that the fleeing native warriors had been wounded and bleeding.

It is difficult for those who are injured and bleeding to escape Lai Fu's pursuit.

Taking out a dagger and to avoid being stabbed, Chen Zhou carefully cut off the bloody branch and put it in front of Lai Fu's nose.

"Be good, Lai Fu, find this."

He put his arms around Lai Fu's strong neck and spoke to it.

When shooting birds like geese, or hunting rabbits in the forest or setting rabbit traps, Lai Fu often uses his sense of smell to help Chen Zhou find injured prey.

However, Chen Zhou had never deliberately trained Lai Fu to track prey by scent, and he didn't know whether Lai Fu could understand what he meant.

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Facing the tree branches in front of his nose, Lai Fu acted extremely seriously.

It didn't know the importance of this matter and just thought it was a new game its owner was playing with it.

His nose twitched, as if he was worried that he could not remember the smell, Lai Fu even stuck out his tongue and licked the branch.

Woof~
It signaled that it was ready, lowered its tail that was raised high, almost pointing it at the ground, lowered its head, grinned slightly, circled around the short tree, determined the direction, and led Chen Zhou into the depths of the woods.

Sensing that there might be a skirmish, Chen Zhou gripped the dagger tightly in his hand and held the revolver in the other.

In fact, he didn't want to waste the precious bullets in the pistol, he just used it as a last resort.

If he were really forced into a dangerous situation by the natives, he would still shoot decisively.

……

Nearly five hours had passed since the natives fled into the forest. All they could see were trees and herbs, green everywhere, and all kinds of birds, beasts, and reptiles. It was extremely difficult to find a tiny human being in such a sea of creatures.

Even if Lai Fu was 120% serious, he would still go in the wrong direction.

The sky gradually darkened, and Chen Zhou estimated that he had been walking in the forest for at least an hour.

During this process, Lai Fu went in the wrong direction five times, but he noticed it every time and led him back to the original path.

They found new bloodstains and footprints along the way, but soon, as the blood from the wounds coagulated and formed scabs, these clues disappeared.

"It seems that we will not be able to find him today. If not, we have to go back."

Chen Zhou thought helplessly.

The forest is too large. During the dry season, the ground is so dry and hard that it is almost impossible to leave footprints. If the native had not been scratched and Lai Fu had not helped, he would never have been able to track him here.

This place is close to another big mountain on the island, and the trees have changed from slender and short species to tall and strong trees with well-developed root systems.

The roots of these giant trees often have holes caused by rain or insects.

If the native warriors hid in the cave and didn't make any sound, it would be impossible to find them unless Lai Fu got close.

It was getting late and it would take some time to go back.

Chen Zhou was concerned about the aboriginal boy and the captive who had just awakened. He was afraid that they would not stay and wait, or that something else might happen, so he decided to take Lai Fu and return the same way.

Just when he was thinking of going home, Lai Fu, who was walking in front, suddenly let out a loud bark, dived into a bush without caring about anything, and chased after him.

"Lai Fu!" Fearing that Lai Fu might get into an accident due to his rash pursuit, Chen Zhou hurriedly spoke out to stop him and raised his revolver at the same time.

At this moment, he didn't care about saving bullets, he just wanted to nip the danger in the bud as quickly as possible.

Along with Lai Fu's barking, a panicked shout came from behind the bushes ahead, followed by the sound of chaotic footsteps.

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The leaves rub against my body, my feet collide with the ground...

The noisy insects jumped away, the forest frogs stopped singing, and the frightened birds flapped their wings. The forest, which had seemed somewhat quiet, became a mess.

Chen Zhou took a step forward, pushed aside the branches in front of him, and quickly followed the natives' shouts.

Thanks to the physical training in recent months.

Now, even facing such complex terrain, his speed was not affected too much, and he approached the source of the sound at a speed far beyond that of an ordinary person.

Lai Fu's barking became louder and louder, guiding Chen Zhou in the direction.

The lush vegetation blocked his view. When Chen Zhou rushed out of the bushes with his head full of broken leaves, he suddenly heard Lai Fu scream in pain.

His heart tightened, and he saw a dark shadow flash past behind the protruding tree roots in the distance. He clenched his pistol and rushed forward.

"Raifu may be in danger."

This piece of information made his already uneasy mood even more chaotic. He wanted to shoot the black shadow directly, but was afraid of hurting Lai Fu by mistake.

At this moment, he regretted very much that he had brought Lai Fu away from the cave, and blamed himself for using Lai Fu to track the natives. It would have been a better choice to wait on the beach.

Fortunately, after Lai Fu's screams of pain stopped, the screams of an indigenous warrior were heard from behind the plank-like roots that looked like a low wall - his screams were much more painful than Lai Fu's.

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When Chen Zhou hurriedly climbed over the plank roots and came to Lai Fu and the native warrior, he saw Lai Fu biting the native warrior's thigh tightly, while the native warrior struggled and screamed, trying to pry open Lai Fu's mouth with his hands.

In this kind of close combat, Lai Fu's huge and strong body gave him an advantage.

It directly knocked the native warrior to the ground, pressed down the native warrior's calves with its pair of strong front paws, and kicked the tree roots tightly with its hind legs, pressing most of its body weight on the native warrior's waist.

The young native warrior, who was lighter than Lai Fu, tried his best but failed to move Lai Fu.

In a moment of desperation, he gave up pushing Lai Fu's head away and instead started to dig out its eyes, trying to blind Lai Fu and force it to let go.

But it was too late.

Chen Zhou, who had climbed over the plank-like roots, had been looking for him for a long time and was already very angry. Seeing that he was still so ferocious even when he was about to die, he took a step forward and kicked the native warrior directly at the front shoulder.

If Lai Fu's weight is only slightly ahead of the indigenous warriors, then Chen Zhou's advantage in physical fitness is a world of difference over the natives.

He was wearing a pair of heavy and solid leather boots, and his angry kick accurately pressed down the native warrior's outstretched right arm and kicked his right shoulder.

Chen Zhou kicked out in anger, using all his strength.

The moment the shoe fell, he heard a crisp sound of broken bones, and the skinny arm of the native warrior sank directly downward, forming a strange angle.

The shoulder below the arm was not spared either. The heel carried Chen Zhou's weight and broke the joint between the forearm and the upper arm, and then broke the native's collarbone.

The situation took a turn for the worse in an instant.

If the native warriors had some hope of escape just now, now there is only despair.

The severe pain squeezed his brown face together, making his expression even more hideous.

But contrary to his fierce appearance, he is in a terrible situation.

After throwing the revolver into the plank-like roots, Chen Zhou clenched the dagger in his hand, pressed the body of the native warrior with his feet, and stabbed straight into his eye socket.

Faced with despair, the native warrior quickly grabbed Chen Zhou's calf with his left hand, trying to move it away, while turning his head to avoid the sharp blade.

But his strength is not proportional to Chen Zhou's strength at all.

Even if he had enough food, he couldn't gain any advantage against this tall and muscular man during his victorious period.

Not to mention that he had been running for several hours at this moment and was exhausted and seriously injured.

The adrenaline secreted crazily in his body made him temporarily ignore the pain and increased his strength.

His heartbeat was as fast as a drumbeat. His skinny hands tightly gripped Chen Zhou's trouser legs, with his knuckles bent, wishing he could dig into Chen Zhou's flesh, but to no avail.

The heavy foot had made it difficult for him to breathe, and he was unable to move it at all.

As for the dagger that was stabbing at him, he narrowly avoided the first strike.

But then?

A hint of dissatisfaction flashed in Chen Zhou's eyes, and he was angry at the indigenous warriors' stubborn resistance.

He stretched out his other hand, pinched the native's crown to make him unable to move, and then made an accurate cut.

The dagger pierced the native warrior's eye socket accurately and penetrated deeply.

The native warrior let out a half-desperate whine. His miserable cry was like an old bellows, heavy and shrill, and it stopped abruptly halfway through.

Blood and yellow-white unknown liquid gushed out from his eye sockets. The skinny arms of the indigenous warrior lost all strength and drooped to the side.

Soon, his heart stopped beating and his body gradually lost temperature, becoming stiff and cold.

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Driven by anger, Chen Zhou acted on impulse and executed a living person in such a brutal way.

The moment he let go of the dagger, he even felt his legs go weak.

The blood, screams, the dying look of the people, and the smell of death emitted by the corpses all came together to impact his senses and affect his thinking.

Taking two steps back and leaning his back against the plank-like roots, Chen Zhou could feel his heart beating wildly.

It was difficult for him to describe how he felt at the moment.

Perhaps there is some nausea, and some inexplicable compassion for one's own kind.

But more than that, he was afraid of himself and felt unfamiliar with the ferocity and cruelty he had displayed.

Killing by gunfire is completely different from killing by close combat.

There is no smoke, no distance, no thrill of shooting one person at a time, only extremely real sensory stimulation and surging adrenaline.

Chen Zhou stood quietly for a long time before he regained his composure.

Lai Fu has let go - the hair around his mouth has been dyed red.

It sensed its owner's unusual mood, and moved closer to Chen Zhou, rubbing his thigh with a flattering grin on its face.

But no matter how flattering it is at this moment, it still looks somewhat ferocious.

Chen Zhou was feeling a little depressed. He rubbed Lai Fu's furry head to comfort this brave big guy, then climbed over the plank roots to pick up the gun.

Next to the gun, he saw a broken twig with a few yellowed hairs on the end. Then he realized that Lai Fu's scream of pain was caused by the natives hitting him with this twig.

He put away the gun silently and carefully examined Lai Fu's body.

After making sure it was not injured, Chen Zhou did not take back his dagger or move the body. He just pulled out a broad leaf to wipe his hands, then returned along the way he came.

His face was extremely calm and his steps were steady, but his heart was the exact opposite. It was inevitable that he would be in turmoil for a while. (End of this chapter)