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

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

This will prepare for building fences to protect all shelters and for the construction of other functional areas.

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

Chapter 65: Actually, I am planning a night raid (Monthly ticket plus chapter 58)

Regarding the guardrail, Qin Ruoyan originally suggested planting bamboo shoots directly.

The benefit of this is that the shelter area will not be troubled by weeds at all, because bamboo will naturally produce a kind of "herbicide"

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

Don't expect to achieve sufficient growth without two or three years.

So in the end, everyone chose to directly build a defense circle 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, who were already thirsty, got the supply of banana cores, thus solving the water problem.

After feeding the little leopard the last two pieces of wolf meat as 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 hammering and colliding the pyrite that Zhang Liu left for him.

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

Fortunately, Zhou Fang and Zhao Yiran stopped to camp early, so they successfully lit a fire before night fell.

The two of us each had half a meat floss pie, and then started the first dinner of the new year with coconut milk, palm hearts and banana hearts.

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

Maybe there are 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, so narrow that even a fingernail could not be inserted, which made them despair.

Song Shuyao even thought about dismantling the raft and using one of the logs as a "door-breaking post."

But this plan was ultimately canceled because of a one-meter-high metal sheet blocking the road.

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

Before, Gu Xixi thought it was agarwood.

But after wiping off the layer of dust on the surface and carefully identifying it.

She has confirmed that it is huanghuali wood.

The hardness of this thing is ridiculous...

Her lips were so dry that they were peeling. Song Shuyao turned her head to look at Gu Xixi who was lying silently beside her, and 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.

The gradually cooler weather now also gave Song Shuyao the ability to speak.

Although when I open my mouth to speak at this moment, there will be a pain in my throat like a needle pricking me.

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

"Ms. Shuyao." Hearing Song Shuyao's words, Gu Xixi considered whether she should use her fingers to have a good time before she ran out of energy, and said, "This is the fifteenth time you have said this. I can tell you responsibly that I regret it, but I don't blame you."

Closing her eyes, Song Shuyao said nothing more.

She was a very good swimmer and wanted to go into the water to catch fish.

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

Maybe at night.

But given the visibility conditions at night, she knew she wouldn't be able to catch any fish.

A person can survive without water for up to three days.

For no reason, these words popped up in Song Shuyao's mind.

She struggled to crawl out from under the metal sheet and lay on the solid wood floor, gasping for a long time before she had the strength to support herself and stand up in the wreckage.

Lifting her leg over the half-meter-high hole in the fuselage metal sheet due to distortion, 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 crawled out.

Gu Xixi finally decided not to touch herself.

Then she followed and climbed out.

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

She regretted very much that she was about to drift into the ocean, so why didn’t she touch Zhang Liu’s body before leaving!

The kind of size that can be measured with just the eyes!

If I could use both hands, I wonder how great it would be!

Thinking of this, Gu Xixi pursed her lips in a very unconvincing manner.

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

"Miss Shuyao, you should lie down early. Maybe Zhang Liu will come tomorrow." Standing up and walking to Song Shuyao's side, Gu Xixi felt the heat of the entire rock island like a steamer. She began to persuade: "We need to conserve our energy now."

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

Afterwards, instead of lying down obediently, she looked at Gu Xixi, who was also naked like her, with confusion and asked, "Sister Xixi, I'm actually very curious, why was your underwear lost in the plane crash, but your outer clothes and other things were all there?"

Hearing this question, Gu Xixi suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

She actually did this on purpose.

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

But this easy explanation for social death.

There was absolutely no way Gu Xixi could tell Song Shuyao about this.

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

"I was planning to go find Zhang Liu for a night raid that day!" Seeing Song Shuyao's surprised expression, Gu Xixi secretly breathed a sigh of relief because of her own wit, and then she continued, "After all, it would be much more convenient if I don't wear underwear."

"You...why would you do that...to look for Zhang Liu..." Looking at Gu Xixi, Song Shuyao understood what the other party meant by convenient, so she subconsciously asked.

But in Song Shuyao's puzzled tone, she was also secretly a little unhappy.

"Why are you looking for..."

The scene of himself and Zhang Liu falling into the lake together flashed through his mind. Then he caught a glimpse of the other person's majestic body. His heart was pounding and he wanted to take off his underwear to take a closer look at the scene.

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

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

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

After hearing what Gu Xixi said, Song Shuyao pursed her lips and said nothing more, but she felt confused in her heart...

Then the two of them gave up lying under the metal sheet to rest, and instead leaned outside the still slightly warm wreckage of the plane and began to watch the sun set.

At the same time, Zhang Liu, who was on the raft, put away his two oars and started to make fire by drilling wood.

It was really uncomfortable to travel in the dark, so he decided to light a candle for himself.

Zhang Liu, who had been rowing for an entire 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 point where Zhang Liu, Zhou Fang, Zhao Yiran, Gu Xixi and Song Shuyao are currently located (yellow punctuation)


Chapter 66: Boys Afraid of Missing Girls

“Squeak, squeak…”

At the end of dusk, as night approached, the friction sound of the wooden drill bit and the base could be heard on the sea.

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

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 tools for making fire by drilling wood, he also heard that Zhou Fang and four others had to drill wood to make fire more than a hundred times before they finally succeeded.

After seeing with his own eyes the fire-making tools used by the other party, Zhang Liu immediately pointed out the problems of Zhou Fang and the others.

The biggest reason for the continuous failures in the early stages was that the two types of wood were the same.

A certain big man who likes to survive in the wilderness without any hair and on an empty stomach once explained in a program some key points of how to make fire by rubbing two sticks together.

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

Although I don't know the specific reason.

But in Zhang Liu's idea, if the wood is of the same hardness, or the pole is softer than the wood.

Wouldn't it be that the points that are quickly generating heat will be consumed?

Without the hot spots, the temperature naturally cannot be raised any further.

The second point is that there needs to be an opening to allow air to enter and circulate easily. Combustion is essentially an oxidation reaction.

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

Later, Zhang Liu also pointed out that the hole that Zhou Fang made when he successfully made fire by drilling wood for the last time was indeed quite large, so there was enough air circulation.

The third point is tool upgrade.

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

Now after some operations.

He has successfully turned the wood to make fire.

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

He poured the flickering fire in the thin twilight onto the old man's beard he carried with him.

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

The humidity on the sea is very high.

Therefore, the ball of old man's beard in his hand, which was originally extremely dry and about to catch fire, suddenly caught fire after emitting a burst of white smoke.

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

Then he placed the rapidly burning old man's beard close to the candle made of lard and beeswax.

"Crackling"

With a slight sound, the candle wick dipped in pig head beeswax was lit before the old man's whiskers burned out completely.

In the night that was gradually darkening, Zhang Liu obtained extremely valuable lighting.

Turning his head to look at the sky that had been covered by dark clouds, he frowned subconsciously.

Although it is said that morning glow does not allow you to go out, evening glow can travel thousands of miles.

But what does this cloud layer behind the sunset mean now?

As the breeze blew, Zhang Liu tightened the curtain cloth wrapped around his body a little.

Then he couldn't help but sigh.

They set off today in the afternoon. So far, Zhang Liu has no appetite for the meat floss cakes in the sheepskin bag. He just drank one fifth of the coconut milk in the sheepskin bag as a source of energy.

Before his sight was completely blocked by dusk, Zhang Liu did not see anyone on the sea.

Although this situation was within his expectations, it still made him feel somewhat discouraged and powerless.

The reason why we light candles at this time is to consume resources.

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

At the same time he had another purpose.