After being stranded on a deserted island, they all plotted against me

In this way, a shelter that can protect against rain and provide shelter has been completed.

The fire is placed next to the trunk of the tree, and the curtains are tied at an angle facing the fire, which allows for the best heat reflection.

As for rain protection.

It is moderate raining now. With the leaves above our heads acting as the first layer of filtering, there is not much rain that can fall on the curtains. Even if there is rain, it will be blocked by the curtains.

There was no rush to put the second piece of curtain cloth on the ground to serve as a cushion.

Zhang Liu took off his clothes, walked to the palm tree in the rain holding a fire hammer, and then he began to collect the fallen large palm leaves and chop down the two-meter-tall palm trees that were still in their young stages.

After several trips back and forth, Zhang Liu had covered the entire shelter with a thick layer of palm leaves, and he had collected a large amount of edible palm cores.

Then Zhang Liu laid the second piece of curtain cloth.

After sitting down and feeling it for a while, he was very satisfied with the solid feedback from under his butt.

But Zhang Liu's work was not finished to the point where he could sit down and rest.

Because there is also the task of collecting fresh water.

In theory, it is very easy to replenish water during the rainy season, so he only carried three bottles of mineral water when he set out.

I've already drunk two bottles on the way.

If I drink another bottle at night, I will be out of water tomorrow.

The sky is full of rain at this moment, but how to make the rain fall accurately into the stomach is also a technical job, but Zhang Liu has very skilled experience in this regard.

Just place the alloy pot outside to collect water.

As for the sheepskin bag with an opening only the size of a fist, a "funnel" shaped water-collecting prop needs to be made using palm leaves.

After all this was done, it was completely dark outside.

Probably because of the rainy season.

The entire jungle seemed to be "dead", without any vitality at all.

Only the faint light from the fire behind the shelter provided a marginal illumination.

Without staying outside for long, Zhang Liu returned to the shelter.

First he built a big fire, then placed the palm core next to it to lightly toast it, then he took out a small piece of curtain cloth from his backpack and wiped all the rain off his body.

Take off your shoes, then your socks.

After Zhang Liu gulped down half a bottle of fresh water, he poured the remaining water onto his feet.

It was just a simple cleaning.

In this jungle, what he needs to ensure most is the health and safety of his feet.

As for dinner, it was a piece of "honey meat floss pancake" made by Qin Ruoyan plus all the roasted palm hearts.

Although palm core is not very filling, it can still provide a strong sense of fullness when eaten with meat floss cakes.

As for the meat floss pancake, Zhang Liu's evaluation of it was that it was salty, sweet and choking.

In order to sleep more comfortably, he had to walk to the alloy pot in the rain and drink several gulps of cold rain water despite the sore throat...

Lying on the curtains, listening to the crackling sound of the leaves above his head being hit by the rain and the occasional silent sound of raindrops falling on the curtains, Zhang Liu fell asleep quietly.

When he fell asleep, Qin Ruoyan and others near the mountainside had finished their dinner and started their bedtime chat and work arrangements.

Since all the meat was given to Zhang Liu, they ate taro and fruit tonight, and palm core was served as a refreshing dessert after the meal.

Anya, Xiang Wanying, Lan Yueting and the other three were going to the goat jungle in the rain tomorrow. There was currently a lot of salt in the mountainside shelter, so they planned to imitate the trap method Zhang Liu had used last time.

As for Su Yan, she was currently sticking her butt out, ready to enjoy the massage provided by Qin Ruoyan.

Probably because she was too tired during this period, she had menstrual cramps on the second day of her period.

"By the way, Yanyan, are you naturally like this?" Qin Ruoyan asked curiously while massaging Su Yan.

Gu Qingrou was born with this talent, she had already learned that from the other person.

But Qin Ruoyan really didn't understand what was going on with Su Yan.

"After I got sick, the medication took effect." After a long silence, Su Yan replied in a low voice: "Student Ruoyan, I don't really want to talk about this topic. Can we stop talking about it?"

"Okay, sorry." Qin Ruoyan smiled, then decisively put away her curiosity and avoided the topic.

The simple fingertip inspection, touching and massage is over, and now it’s time to get down to business.

She bent her index finger and pressed it hard with her knuckles...

When it comes to massage, you definitely have to use force, force, and more force.

“Ugh…” His whole body tensed and he opened his mouth to let out a slight moan.

At this moment, Su Yan really hoped that Zhang Liu could be behind her...

In this case, you can enjoy the pain coming from this special part.

Sitting beside her and chewing on palm core as a way of chatting, Gu Qingrou only now realized how exaggerated her expression was when she was receiving a massage from Qin Ruoyan.

After chewing two of them in a row, she began to feel sorry for Su Yan who was gasping for breath with her mouth open...

When Qin Ruoyan finished massaging Su Yan, the white-haired girl was lying on the bamboo bed like a salted fish, unable to move.

She now only had the strength to raise her head and gasp.

However, when Su Yan heard Anya suggest playing rock-paper-scissors to decide which four people would sleep on the bed and which four would sleep on the floor, she still tried to raise her hand to participate.

With the crackling sound of the bonfire burning in the bamboo house, the eight girls completed their assignments and began to rest.

At the same time, the moderate rain outside the bamboo house continued to fall without stopping. The area it covered was not only Zhang Liu and the girls' area, but also the banana shed where Zhou Fang and the other four were located.

"Let's try to make fire by rubbing two sticks together tomorrow!" Zhou Fang was now stuffing a handful of dried banana bark into his arms.

This was the fire-starting material that she had started to dry using her body yesterday. After failing today, Zhou Fang prepared to continue drying it.

"Yeah!" Beside Zhou Fang, Gu Xixi agreed while silently holding her palm that was already rubbed raw.

Today's attempt to make fire by rubbing two sticks together failed again. Just like before, there was smoke, but I couldn't start a fire no matter what...

"Let Shuyao and I take over tomorrow. Let's try a few more times!" Zhao Yiran, wrapped in a bath towel, lying on the ground opposite Zhou Fang and Gu Xixi, said, "I don't know what went wrong. Why is there only smoke but no fire..."

There was a hint of helplessness in her tone as she spoke.

Chapter 5 Guilt from dozens of kilometers away (Monthly ticket reward plus chapter 34)

Next to Zhao Yiran, Song Shuyao, who had once accused Zhang Liu of "having no self-respect and no etiquette", was lying naked, waiting to fall asleep.

She was wearing a dress woven from palm trees.

But it really feels very dull to wear it on a rainy day like this.

So every time it’s time to go to bed, Song Shuyao will take off her clothes and go to sleep.

Only in this way can she ensure that she can sleep more comfortably.

As for the others, Zhou Fang would take off her clothes to reveal a set of pink underwear, and since Gu Xixi was not wearing any underwear, she would sleep in her stewardess uniform, while Zhao Yiran would just wrap herself in a bath towel.

Hearing her companions' conversation at this moment, Song Shuyao silently curled up her body to resist the dampness that seemed to penetrate everywhere.

After these days of tempering, she no longer has the inexplicable arrogance of "Why not eat meat?"

Occasionally, Song Shuyao would recall the only time she taught someone a lesson, which was when she saw Zhang Liu buying water for Anya with a flattering smile on his face for a mere thousand yuan.

In fact, she didn't want to show any superiority at that time.

But as a classmate, Song Shuyao really felt that Zhang Liu's behavior was shameful.

In her opinion, poverty and humbleness cannot change one's status.

The other party bought water for Anya, which was considered as providing a service.

So there is no need to pass the water over with a flattering smile on your face...

But now, Song Shuyao has begun to understand Zhang Liu.

Because if someone could give her a set of comfortable clothes now, Song Shuyao estimated that she would definitely be grateful in addition to rewarding them...

Sighing deeply, she turned sideways to face the three people behind her, and slowly fell asleep.

Even though it's just a hunch.

But Song Shuyao had already guessed that she and others might not be able to survive this rainy season.

For her, apart from not being able to survive and meet her family, her biggest regret was that she was not able to properly apologize to Zhang Liu.

If you have a chance.

Song Shuyao swore that she would explain and apologize to Zhang Liu!

Explaining myself is really too ignorant.

Apologize for the attitude of speaking without any hesitation.

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The next morning, Zhang Liu was awakened by water dripping on his cheeks.

He wiped the moisture off his face, his expression slightly confused, then he glanced at the curtains in front of him, and the confusion quietly disappeared.

Although the simple shelter made of curtain cloth can provide very good waterproofing, it cannot withstand the rain falling all night.

At this moment, many water droplets have seeped out of half of the round body of the inner layer of the curtain cloth. Although due to the angle and gravity, they will slide down along the curtain cloth and then drip outside, there will always be a few drops that fall.

It was one of the drops that woke Zhang Liu up, and more of them dripped onto the wood beside him.

After stretching, Zhang Liu sat up straight in the shelter.

Turning his head to look to the side, he found that the bonfire under the tree had turned into a pile of smoking white ashes.

However, above the ashes, you can see the air distorted due to the high temperature, which means that the fire has not yet been extinguished.

Zhang Liu had already been prepared for this.

Before going to bed yesterday, he put some wood in the shelter.

The purpose is to use the campfire last night to dry them out, so that the body can warm up this morning.

Even in the tropics, the temperature drop after the rain is quite obvious. Although the temperature is unlikely to drop to the point where you have to wear two pieces of clothing to keep warm, your exposed thighs and arms will still feel a little chilly.

The best way to deal with this situation is to boil a pot of hot water and drink it.

He picked up the slightly dried wood in the shelter, then pushed away the layer of white ash on top of the fire, and the red charcoal underneath was immediately exposed.

"Whirring whirring……"

With Zhang Liu's slight blow, the fire that had been extinguished for a while burned again, and began to continuously drive away the coolness and dampness in the air.

Although the smoke is choking, it gives a warm feeling when it enters the nose.

The moderate rain outside was still continuing, rustling and showing no sign of stopping.

Zhang Liu walked to the alloy pot and sheepskin bag in the rain to collect fresh water. He glanced at the sky and was just about to experience the first-person perspective of the rain.

Then the rain splashed into my eyes...

He turned his head hastily, blinking to relieve the soreness of the rain in his eyes. At the same time, Zhang Liu secretly wondered if it would rain continuously for the next period of time...

After a night of collecting, half of the alloy pot was already filled with rain water.

The sheepskin bag was completely filled to the brim, and the cold rain even overflowed the "palm leaf funnel".

Holding the pot in his left hand and the bag in his right hand, he returned to the shelter of the curtain.

The next task is to boil the water and then make breakfast.

However, under the current circumstances, it is basically impossible to dig an earthen stove.

First of all, there is time pressure.

For Zhang Liu, the sooner he finishes exploring the jungle, the sooner he can confirm the situation on the island. Therefore, it is impossible for him to spend half a day making a clay stove in such a short rest point.

The second is the environment.

Although the area under the tree roots was not overgrown with weeds like the open space next to it, even the weeds were difficult to dig out, let alone the tree roots...

Not to mention the rainy situation now.

The soil is okay without any slope.