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

Behind Zhang Liu, Lan Yueting followed in small steps.

At this moment, she had a comfortable expression on her face.

I even wanted to take bigger steps to celebrate.

..............................

When the sky was fully light, everyone had finished breakfast and started their respective work for the day.

Zhou Fang carried a three-layer book basket with a rope on her back and went up the mountain with Little Leopard.

She and Zhang Liu agreed that if the sink was not repaired before the afternoon.

We need the other party to come and help.

Zhou Fang is well aware of her own abilities, and she is not the type of person who would deliberately show off.

Lan Yueting, who was completely relaxed, took the initiative to ask to clean the pigpen, sheep nest and rabbit house.

As for the chicken coop, Zhang Liu has already taken care of it.

Currently, he is wiping the bodies of ten patients in Bamboo House No. 1 using three pieces of curtain cloth and a can of clean water.

Anya and Suyan, the two little girls, suffered an attack of malaria right after breakfast.

Compared to yesterday when I was sweating all over, it was as if a layer of paste was covering my skin.

This time their attack was just chills and weakness.

There was no excessive sweating.

In Qin Ruoyan's words, the condition has been effectively controlled and he will be almost fine after resting and recovering his strength tomorrow.

At her suggestion.

Zhang Liu stewed a bamboo tube of cinchona bark powder and asked Anya and Su Yan to take it.

The remaining situation is to give medicine to whoever has an attack.

If there is no attack, it can be judged that there is no problem and continue to observe.

After confirming this, Zhang Liu also relaxed.

At least the problems between Anya and Su Yan shouldn't be too big.

Next words.

It should be possible to focus treatment resources on other people.

Perhaps I don't need to venture into the forest to pick bark from trees anymore.

After a sigh of relief.

He also took out his notebook and began to plan his future work.

"Find a way to solve the problem of wiping your butt..."

Sitting next to Zhang Liu.

Looking at the words and sentences written by the other party in the notebook, Xiang Wanying subconsciously read them out loud.

Her tone was somewhat complicated.

There was a bit of surprise in the astonishment.

“Ahem…” Zhang Liu looked at Xiang Wanying beside him awkwardly, and then he whispered, “I do feel that this problem needs to be dealt with.”

If it weren't for Lan Yueting's incident, he wouldn't care about this so much at the moment.

Lan Yueting's thorn also served as a reminder to Zhang Liu.

Girls are not like boys like him.

Just shake it a few times after you finish peeing.

Their special physiological structure means that if they want their underwear to be clean, they have to wipe that spot.

Just now when I was carefully examining Lan Yueting.

Because the piercing felt a little strange.

So he also asked the other party about the specific process of the piercing, and deeply understood the difficulties of the girl.

……………………This is the dividing line.

What follows is the author’s words.

The August update plan has started, and one more chapter can be added with a May ticket.

Starting today, daily updates of 10,000 words will be made.

Chapter 15: Do Not Harm the Delicate Flowers of Girls (First Chapter in August)

"Making paper is very troublesome..."

Xiang Wanying's voice just now called all the other girls in Bamboo House No. 1 over.

The person who spoke at this moment was Song Shuyao.

Frowning and trying to recall, she, who likes to read all kinds of extracurricular books, whispered according to her rough memory:

"I remember that the process of making paper is roughly four steps."

"The first step is to get the tree or other material into a fiber state."

"The second step seems to be to turn this fibrous material into a paste."

"The third step is to spread the paste on the flat surface."

"The fourth step is drying..."

After listening to Song Shuyao.

Anya, Su Yan, Zhao Yiran and others showed an expression of "I see".

However, Zhang Liu and Qin Ruoyan, who both had good grades in liberal arts, showed helpless expressions.

Because of what the other person said.

It was exactly the same as the general process they knew in their hearts.

The key is how to do the details.

For example, how to turn wood into fiber or how to break down fiber.

These are still in a state of ignorance...

"Um……"

Just as Zhang Liu was thinking.

A faint groan came from the side.

Everyone turned their heads to look, only to see Qin Ruoshuang, who made the sound, frowning slightly, as if she was enduring something.

Anya immediately understood that the other person must be enduring the cold and weak feeling coming from inside his body.

"Ruoshuang, lie down and rest first."

Without waiting for Anya Suyan to speak, Qin Ruoyan had already told her sister to lie down first.

Then she picked up the cinchona bark powder from the bamboo table and handed it to Zhang Liu beside her, saying, "Zhang Liu, boil a pot and two bamboo tubes for later use. I think other people will have attacks in the afternoon."

"it is good……"

Taking the two bamboo tubes of bark powder handed to him by Qin Ruoyan, Zhang Liu walked to the center of the corridor.

Frowning, he discovered that there were only two cans of fresh water left on the mountainside.

This is a dangerous number...

Boil hot water and pour in the powder.

Finally, stir it with a wooden stick and wait for it to become a "suspension"

While doing this series of actions, Zhang Liu suddenly remembered the scene when Zhou Fang was sick and he had to let her chew tree bark because he didn't have this powder.

He sighed helplessly, and he also understood the importance of Qin Ruoyan.

At least I couldn't think of grinding it into powder.

Think of this.

A light bulb suddenly lit up in Zhang Liu's mind.

Because through this, he remembered the cinchona bark that Zhou Fang had spit out and then naturally solidified.

The furry yet somewhat tough feel is extremely special.

If it is used to wipe the following, it might be a good choice.

At least it’s more comfortable than stone!

After the thoughts in your mind are clear.

That naturally means the world is vast.

At this moment, Zhang Liu already understood what he was struggling with just now.

What he needs to do is not some paper for writing and recording messages!

Instead, a ball of "something that can be used for wiping" that is soft enough and will not harm the girl's delicate flowers will do.

Think of this.

Zhang Liu began to stir the alloy pot in front of him more vigorously. He wanted to finish the task at hand quickly and then plan a detailed papermaking plan.

The time soon came to noon.

After Zhang Liu used up the last of the fresh water on the mountainside and brought in a bowl of taro porridge for everyone.

He did not sit down and start busy planning papermaking.

Instead, he went into the taro field to check whether the water in the water trough had been restored.

Looking at the bamboo sink in front of him that had turned white due to the sun.

Bored, Zhang Liu began to calculate the normal speed of water flow in his mind.

He had estimated the height of the mountain to be around five hundred meters when he passed by it before.

So plug that number into...

The value of gravity acceleration is 9.8 m/s?

Potential energy is calculated as Ep = mgh

Looking at the empty sink, Zhang Liu had an idea of ​​the fastest flow rate at a vertical angle.

v = √(2 * 9.8 * 500) ≈ 31.3 m/s

And then there's the issue of angle...

About two minutes?

As he calculated the time in his mind, his eyes were wavering.

The reason why Zhang Liu was waiting here was that he wanted to set out to help Zhou Fang.

There is one more thing at the same time.

That is, he wants to get a chance to be alone with the other person and then "enjoy" it...

Thinking of this, Zhang Liu simply turned around and walked towards bamboo house No. 1.

He planned to talk to Lan Yueting about the precautions and then go find Zhou Fang.

at the same time.

Zhou Fang, who was soaked all over, carried the last piece of bamboo on his shoulders.

"call……"

Looking at the clear water flowing smoothly down.

She breathed a long sigh of relief.