Although the cement is very hard when you mold it, the outside is not solid and the inside is dry.

Lu Wuyai quickly picked up the bucket and stood on the rock wall, but his trembling legs betrayed his outward calm.

"It didn't collapse." Lu Wuyai shouted, relieved.

This cement seems to be very sturdy. Next, we'll check for any water seepage.

When mixing the cement earlier, Yang Jian used all his strength, following Song Xiaoyou's instructions, to squeeze out as much air as possible. Now it was time to test the success of his previous work.

As the stream flowed slowly along the concrete ground, the women hiding in the gaps opened their eyes wide, as if witnessing a miracle.

Soon, Lu Wuyai's voice came from the cliff.

"The water has been poured out. Is there any leakage?"

Lu Wuyai called out three times in a row. When no one responded, he climbed down from the cliff and found that the four women were still looking up at the concrete bunker.

No water droplets fell, and everything looked perfect.

"Yes." Su Xi exclaimed with delight, hugging Song Xiaoyou beside her, looking extremely excited.

Anna and Kim Seok-rok were also very happy, their faces beaming with bright smiles.

Lu Wuyai raised his head, looked at the air-raid shelter, and was deeply moved.

"This kind of cement can be invented."

Lu Wuyai couldn't help but admire it, but this kind of thing is difficult to process, especially red sandstone. Su Xi said that this kind of thing is rare and takes a long time to dry completely because the moist soil contains a lot of impurities.

"Song Xiaoyou is truly a precious girl," Su Xi remarked with admiration.

At this point, Song Xiaoyou's face flushed red, and her slender hands nervously clenched. Previously, only her elders in the family would praise her like this.

Seeing the girl's embarrassed expression, the eldest brother, Kim Seok-rok, gave a deep smile.

Soon, dusk was approaching, and everyone still had a lot to do in order to move into the new shelter that night.

The most important part, the roof, has been completed, and the rest of the work is proceeding smoothly.

The passage beneath the slit is narrow, and the bunker must have entrances on both sides, but they cannot be too large. The darkness will give other creatures an opportunity to attack.

After Anna and Kim Seok-rok delivered the remaining wood ash to the station, they began cleaning up the traces left by the stream to prevent any unnecessary trouble.

At the station, Yang Jian once again became a mixer, using water to mix plant ash and sand.

At the station entrance, Su Xi and Song Xiaoyou were piling up airplane debris. They used cement to arrange the debris in an orderly manner, leaving only a space wide enough for two people to pass in the direction of the opening.

This length can temporarily accommodate the passage of all materials.

Afterwards, Lu Wuyai evenly applied the mixed cement to the fragments, allowing it to fully harden, making the entire shed look beautiful.

In fact, if there were enough aircraft debris, Song Xiaoyou wouldn't have needed to weave bamboo sections; instead, he could have used the adhesive properties of cement to directly glue the debris to the cliff.

The shelter wasn't spacious, but it was long and narrow, with enough room to rest.

Moreover, there is a long, narrow crevice at the foot of the precipitous peak. Once the torch is lit, it is completely invisible from the outside, greatly enhancing its concealment.

As night fell, Lu Wuyai lit a campfire five meters away from the new shelter. The firelight dispelled the darkness, making the passage beneath the treacherous peak clear.

In the new shelter, Yang Jian rekindled a fire. He saw that the moss on the rock walls had been cleaned up by Su Xi and the others, and a refreshing minty scent filled the air.

"Do we still need to keep watch?" Su Xi asked.

The place was very remote. Once the campfire was lit, it was invisible from the outside. More importantly, one had to traverse a gentle slope to notice the firelight peeking through a narrow crevice.

"Someone has to keep watch." Lu Wuyai thought of the deformed person from before. Although it had happened a few times and hadn't harmed them, the feeling of palpitations was very uncomfortable.

Lu Wuyai glanced at the exhausted people and offered to take the night watch.

“Let me do it.” Su Xi said, “You’ve been working all day, haven’t you? I’m fine. I didn’t do anything today.”

Lu Wuyai thought for a moment and did not refuse. His body was still aching from mixing cement earlier. He might wake up in the morning with severe pain in his arms and legs.

That night, everything was peaceful, and nothing happened.

The next day, Lu Wuyai was awakened by a cool breeze. He opened his eyes and saw the scene outside the crack, only then realizing that it was raining.

However, he soon realized that they had already set up a shelter the day before, so there was nothing to worry about now.

“They’re all still sleeping.” Lu Wuyai looked at the woman beside him. All four of them were covered with thermal blankets, but rainwater still occasionally drifted in.

Lu Wuyai got up and walked towards the cave entrance. He found that the chicken coop had been washed away by the rain, and dozens of pheasants were squatting in a corner, looking quite disheveled.

Lu Wuyai took a few winnowing baskets from the corner of the wall and covered the hole tightly to prevent rainwater from flowing away.

Back at the shelter, Lu Wuyai changed his position, listened to the rain outside, and fell asleep again without realizing it.

When he woke up again, the rain had stopped, and Su Xi and the others were drying supplies on the open ground atop the precipitous peak. The previous rain had still soaked some of the items.

Lu Wuyai glanced at his watch. The time displayed was exactly 12 o'clock.

He stood up and left the place where he had taken shelter from the rain; the ground was wet from the rain.

As he walked down the gentle slope, he remembered that he hadn't taken the charcoal yet, so he turned around and walked back.

As a result, he saw a very clear footprint on the yellowish-brown mud on the side of a gentle slope perpendicular to the ground.

The key point is that this footprint is not a shoe print, but a footprint.

Lu Wuyai suddenly thought of that suspected mutated human. Only he could walk like a spider on a gentle slope perpendicular to the ground and leave such footprints.

“Clearly, he was here last night.” Lu Wuyai took a breath, and the thought of that face with its terrifying smile sent a chill down his spine.

"Is that perverted thing the only one on this deserted island?"

Lu Wuyai looked around the somewhat empty forest and realized that this new refuge was still not safe.

Lu Wuyai washed himself by the stream for a while, and just as he was about to go back, he saw Song Xiaoyou and the others getting off the train, each carrying a machete of a different size.

"Why do you want to go?" Lu Wuyai asked.

"Chopping wood." Su Xi explained, raising the knife in her hand, "Everyone remembered that the station gets so dirty and messy every time it rains, so we decided to cover half of the muddy ground with cement."

"Especially chicken coops."

When talking about the chicken coop, Su Xi pointed to her clothes, saying that she could smell the chicken droppings from a distance.

Lu Wuyai nodded. He didn't usually feel anything, but every time it rained, the station became extremely muddy, and no one wanted to work or go out.

However, with the advent of cement, everyone started to become more discerning.

There are many raw materials nearby for making cement from plant ash. The most troublesome part is the preparation of sand, which cannot be used immediately.

Fortunately, Song Xiaoyou had collected quite a lot beforehand, used some yesterday, and now there's a little left, which is barely enough.

Lu Wuyai and his companions did not know the name of the wood used to make wood ash, but there were indeed many such trees on the deserted island.

After chopping wood for more than half an hour, the five men stopped when they saw a large pile of wood.

The weather after the rain was really muggy, and the clouds in the sky hadn't dispersed yet, so it was very likely that it would rain again.

Lu Wuyai placed the firewood he needed by the stream and dug a ditch for starting a fire. Anna and Jin Xilu then began making wood ash.

As for the others, after returning to the station, they began to clean it up, piling up some large stones on the edge of the cliff to gradually fill in the potholes they had found.

Of course, not everything needs to be paved with cement this time. The focus remains on the chicken coop and a dirt road that slopes gently down to the middle of the new shelter.

Lu Wuyai squatted on the ground, with Su Xi and Song Xiaoyou standing beside him. Before laying the cement, they were picking up stones from the ground to minimize the accumulation of impurities.

An hour later, Anna delivered the freshly roasted wood ash to the station.

The mud pit has been dug. Based on yesterday's experience, the cement will form faster today.

It's broken.

Yang Jian smashed the mixed cement on the ground, knocking out the air from the soil while spreading it out as much as possible.

However, this type of cement has a very short setting time; otherwise, the new shelter wouldn't have been built so quickly yesterday.

In just half an hour, the first batch of cement made from plant ash had completely solidified on the ground.

Lu Wuyai stepped on it a few times, but felt no discomfort whatsoever. The cement was very solid. When he hit it with a shovel, only some fragments came out; it was even harder than yesterday.

"Different proportions of the same material will produce different types of cement," Song Xiaoyou explained.

Lu Wuyai seemed to be deep in thought. It was clear that this ratio was difficult to grasp, otherwise Song Xiaoyou would definitely have used all his skills.

But overall, cement is stable.

After a half-hour break, the second batch of wood ash was burned. This time, everyone tidied up the chicken coop, poured cement on top of the original coop, and then used bamboo poles to rebuild it.

The new chicken coop was built on cement, which is obviously cleaner and easier to clean than dirt.

"Take care of the rabbit enclosure too," Su Xi said.

Rabbits gnaw on bamboo segments, so the first thing they usually do after waking up is check their burrows to prevent them from escaping by damaging the bamboo segments.

Things are different now. They poured the remaining cement near the rabbit pen and then wrapped the bamboo with something. Even if the rabbits gnawed through their teeth, they couldn't break through this barrier, which saved them a lot of time.

Moreover, several female rabbits have recently become pregnant, and the first batch of baby rabbits will be born soon.

"The road hasn't been paved yet, and there's no cement," Jin Xilu said.

Now that Anna and Kim Seok-rok can both communicate in Chinese, it's a great convenience for Lu Wuyai. However, both women have rather heavy accents. Regarding this, I believe that with time and Song Xiaoyou's instruction, they should soon be able to communicate in Chinese. Yes.

Among cement materials, plant ash is the most readily available.

After that day, Anna and the others were still burning wood ash, while Lu Wuyai followed Song Xiaoyou to the forest and discovered the peculiar piece of gravel.

In a rainforest, Yang Jian filled a bucket with the red soil he had dug up and carried it quickly toward the station.

Thinking about it carefully, this was his tenth round trip today, and the edge of the cliff was already covered with a layer of red soil.

After drying, this sand can be used to obtain a second material for manufacturing cement.

However, according to Su Xi, only one-tenth of the sand can be obtained from this bucket of mud; the majority is rotten plant fibers and insect corpses.

By the time the trip ended, all the red rocky soil in the rainforest had disappeared. If you want to get it again, you'll have to find somewhere else, or a similar or even better substitute.

At the edge of the cliff, Su Xi and the others had already dried some of the red soil with winnowing baskets. Taking advantage of the gentle autumn wind and the absence of rain, they could try to dry themselves as much as possible.

At dusk, the red soil on the winnowing basket was very dry, but it was not yet usable.

After the red clay dries, a large amount of powder needs to be blown away, and what remains is the sand that can actually be used to mix cement.

The process of extracting sand takes two to three days. If the weather is dry and sunny, it may be usable as cement material within a day.

“Just wait.” Lu Wuyai sat on the ground. He had run back and forth ten times before, but now he was exhausted.

Anna was walking up the gentle slope, carrying a bucket in her hand. She had already eaten the last bit of wood ash.

This wood ash is made from a special type of wood and has a very fine texture. If it weren't for the amount of dust, an unsuspecting person might mistake it for flour.

Lu Wuyai stood up from the ground, took the bucket from Anna's hand, and inadvertently saw the stunning white on Anna's collar, which felt like a heavy punch to his nose.

"Lu Wuyai, why are you bleeding from your nose?" Su Xi asked immediately when she saw Lu Wuyai covering his nose.

Lu Wuyai waved his hand, finally stopping the nosebleed. Anna also realized what had just happened, her face flushed. Fortunately, no one connected them. They simply assumed it was autumn and the weather was dry.

The plant's ashes were stored in the new shelter and will not be used for the time being.

As night fell on the deserted island, a light drizzle began to fall.

After eating two apples, Lu Wuyai emerged from the narrow gap, gazing into the pitch-black twilight, unable to see anything.

After standing there for a while, Lu Wuyai returned to the air-raid shelter. The environment inside was very dry, completely different from the outside.

Not long after, Anna and Su Xi ran back from outside, looking quite disheveled in the rain.

Upon seeing Lu Wuyai, Su Xi said, "Why are you still standing here? Go back now."

"What do you plan to do?" Yang Jian asked.

"I want you to handle this." Su Xi snorted and pulled Anna into the narrow gap.

Lu Wuyai frowned, sensing the stench of blood in the air.

Lu Wuyai rubbed his nose, wondering if it was because of the nosebleed he had earlier.

"A sneeze."

A cold wind blew, and Lu Wuyai shivered, secretly thinking that autumn had arrived so quickly. The thermometer hanging on the rock wall showed that the temperature difference between day and night was at least 20 degrees Celsius. Even with a campfire lit at night and a warm blanket covering him, it was still hard to keep out the cold.

As the weather gets colder, they are speeding up their efforts to protect themselves from the cold.

Starting tomorrow, they will rebuild the cave with cement.

When Yang Jian returned to the air-raid shelter, the surrounding rock walls had been covered with cement, and the front and rear entrances were temporarily glued together by aircraft wreckage, leaving only a long and narrow gap.

All the pork on the campfire had been eaten. Looking at the greasy hot plate, Lu Wuyai couldn't help but swallow hard.

In another week, he will be able to eat meat.

Not long after, Song Xiaoyou brought the fully ripened Chinese medicine to Lu Wuyai and made him drink it all in one go.

Lu Wuyai held his breath and swallowed the black Chinese medicine in one gulp. He also chewed the dregs as instructed. The taste was hard to describe.

"You won't need to take medicine tomorrow." Song Xiaoyou's words were undoubtedly good news for Yang Jian.

Although you don't need to take medicine, you still need to rest. By rest, I mean you can't eat meat.

Lu Wuyai sighed, took a red fruit out of his pocket, and prepared to suppress the hunger in his stomach.

Because he cannot eat meat, he can only eat fruit and some eggs.

When Lu Wuyai went to sleep that night, he smelled blood again, this time in the air-raid shelter.

He couldn't help but say, "Can't you smell the fishy smell?"

The four women looked at each other, and finally Su Xi said, "Anna's aunt has arrived."

Lu Wuyai frowned: "Didn't you treat it? I remember there was gauze."

Previously, all four women had used gauze as sanitary pads, so logically there shouldn't be any problem.

"We've already used them all up. The gauze is running out faster than we expected," Su Xi sighed. Without gauze, her monthly period would be very troublesome.

The key issue is the lack of gauze; they can't find any other substitutes. Over time, this can cause inflammation, which is a huge problem for women.

But at that moment, Lu Wuyai thought of another problem.

"So how did you handle it just now?"

Su Xi said, "If you go to a relatively far place, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of it and won't provoke any cats or wild animals."

Lu Wuyai shook his head. He also knew that women had no control over things like menstruation.

The other women were also pale. They had just smelled the blood in the air-raid shelter. As the rainy night approached, the smell of blood would gradually spread.

"Change your pants, give me the old ones," Lu Wuyai urged.

Soon, through the crack, Anna blushed and changed into a new pair of pants; the previous pair was already in Yang Jian's hands.

Ignoring the wind and rain, Lu Wuyai ran out from where he had taken shelter. Reaching the edge of the cliff, he wrapped his blood-soaked trousers in stones and threw them overboard.

The trousers fell into the forest across the way, mixed with rainwater, and all traces were destined to be washed away.

Afterwards, worried that he would still smell of blood, Lu Wuyai got soaked in the rain from head to toe before returning to the shelter.

Seeing Lu Wuyai submerged in water, Su Xi quickly wiped the rain off him, while Song Xiaoyou handed him a bowl of hot water, telling him not to catch a cold, otherwise all the Chinese medicine he drank would be wasted.

"Next time, don't be shy about saying it." Lu Wuyai looked at Anna with a serious expression.

They were now on a deserted island, where privacy was no longer an option. Previously, Lu Wuyai had been secretly calculating each woman's menstrual cycle, but after acquiring the gauze, he gradually forgot about it.

But now it seems that a moment of negligence may have serious consequences.

Just as Anna looked up, about to say something, a familiar voice in the rainy night immediately alerted everyone.

Meow!

That was the sound of a cat. On the deserted island, the only creatures they knew were those cat-like beasts.

In an instant, everyone stood up straight, staring motionless into the darkness outside the bunker.

Time passed silently. After a while, Lu Wuyai began to walk towards the cave entrance, holding a handful of fragments in his hand, his body constantly on edge.

Behind him, four women were equally vigilant, especially Anna, who looked extremely nervous. She knew her negligence could lead to the appearance of the cat-like creature.

The moment Lu Wuyai approached the cave entrance, a large blue eye, like a flame, flashed by in the rainy night.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Wuyai instinctively slashed forward, and a spurt of foul blood sprayed directly onto his body.

Meow!

From the darkness came a series of fierce screams, but to the five people's surprise, they could also hear a few clear bird calls amidst the screams.

“It’s those three falcons.” Lu Wuyai turned around and glanced at Song Xiaoyou.

Since we got those three falcons a few days ago, everyone has ignored them. Only Song Xiaoyou occasionally visits them, but because there's no suitable food, she can only feed them flowers and fruit a few times a day.

Yesterday, Yang Jian glanced at the three falcons. He was probably very irritable due to his long "imprisonment" and lack of raw meat.

Outside, after a brief scream, everything became very quiet again.

For safety reasons, no one left the shelter. Instead, they sat nervously on the ground, enduring the wind and rain, until late at night when they finally drifted off to sleep.

The next day, Lu Wuyai and the others were awakened by the screeching of falcons.

Outside the treacherous peak, dawn had broken. Lu Wuyai ran out of the air-raid shelter and saw Song Xiaoyou holding a shovel high in the air. The familiar gesture told Lu Wuyai that he roughly knew what the other man was about to do.

Opposite Song Xiaoyou, three falcons stood forlornly on the ground, their wings spread, constantly protecting their heads.

Seeing this, Lu Wuyai was suddenly dumbfounded. These three falcons were far too low-level.

But upon closer reflection, Song Xiaoyou had done some heinous and brutal things in the past, leaving a shadow on the falcon's instincts.

"You'd better not hit them," Yang Jian said.

No sooner had she finished speaking than Song Xiaoyou knocked down a falcon with a shovel. After three shovelfuls, the noisy station fell silent again.

“I’m going to give them medicine,” Song Xiaoyou said.

At this moment, the others also came out of the shelter, but they were the first to see the bloody cat skeleton. This cat must be the golden cat that Yang Jian injured last night and then killed by the falcon.

It's amazing that falcons obviously can't fly. They have no advantage on the ground, yet they can still kill cats and wild animals.

At this moment, Lu Wuyai felt as if he had raised three guardian deities.

Song Xiaoyou quickly applied the medicine. It was obvious that she must have done this kind of thing often before.

Lu Wuyai was very interested in Song Xiaoyou's childhood, but he didn't usually talk about the past.

Half an hour later, Lu Wuyai saw the three falcons wake up one after another, looking at the humans around them with obvious fear in their eyes.

In particular, whenever Song Xiaoyou approached them, the falcon even closed its eyes, seemingly resigned to its fate.

Seeing this, Song Xiaoyou's actions were surprisingly gentle; she reached out and touched the "white falcon's" head.

Lu Wuyai took a breath. He was genuinely afraid that the Eagle would suddenly attack Song Xiaoyou.

It's important to know that the beak of this falcon is more powerful than a regular bullet. If a falcon falls from the sky, it can easily penetrate steel plates.

However, in Song Xiaoyou's hands, this centaur became extremely docile, not at all like a falcon.

As for the other two blue-gray falcons, after seeing the state of the blue-gray falcons, they staggered toward Song Xiaoyou.

As a result, the three falcons hugged Song Xiaoyou tightly, nuzzling her body with their heads. It looked like a son's attachment to his mother.

Lu Wuyai licked his lips and couldn't resist reaching out to touch the giant falcon, but it almost pierced the back of his hand with its beak.

Murder is not allowed.

Song Xiaoyou raised his hand, and just as he was about to strike, Falcon closed his eyes and his body swayed incessantly.

Lu Wuyai couldn't laugh, nor could he cry. He hadn't expected such a ridiculous scene. The three falcons, fearing Song Xiaoyou would knock them unconscious, surrendered willingly.

Afterwards, others were also very curious. Under Song Xiaoyou's "brutality," the three falcons could only obediently offer their bodies to be ravaged by everyone.

At the edge of the cliff, Lu Wuyai smiled and embraced a blue-gray falcon. He now remembered that this kind of falcon was called a peregrine falcon. It was a large bird of prey, with a body length of up to half a meter and a wingspan of at least one meter. These two peregrine falcons were clearly young birds, not yet fully grown.

The peregrine falcon was stroking its soft feathers and appeared very quiet at the moment.

After walking against the wind for a while, Lu Wuyai began to return to the shelter, placing the peregrine falcons on the ground to allow them to slowly recover their broken wings.

Today, the dark clouds have dispersed, the sky is very blue, and the autumn breeze is unusually cool.

The group, along with three small black dogs and a wolf cub, continued their arduous search for winter supplies in the forest.

Because the orchard was nearby, they went there first, only to find that the falcons there were still engaged in fierce fighting, and in some places they were not allowed to pass.

After passing the orchard, there is a beach not far away.

On the golden beach, Lu Wuyai and the others saw some tall coconut trees, but the coconuts on them had all been picked, and there were obvious traces of climbing left behind.

Besides them, there were other survivors on the deserted island.

Now that they saw the beach, everyone rushed to the seaside to relieve the fatigue of the past few days.

Near the sandy area, besides the coconut grove, there was also a patch of low shrubs. Lu Wuyai looked around and spotted some tools.

For example, axes and shovels, although these tools had been used, were still better in their hands than utensils made from airplane shrapnel.

It's obvious that someone deliberately hid these tools inside, and now they're reaping the benefits for nothing.

Thinking of this, Lu Wuyai asked everyone to leave the beach. After all, he would feel a little embarrassed if he took someone else's things and was discovered.

Soon, the five people left the beach and regrouped in an orchard along their route. After quickly harvesting a batch of fruit, they headed back towards the precipitous peak.

On the way, Song Xiaoyou and Su Xi were at the back. They were cleaning up the traces left on the road to prevent them from escaping to the dangerous mountain peaks.

With a bang.

The clear sound of gunfire rang out in the forest, startling many birds.

Lu Wuyai stopped immediately, looking very nervous, because the gunshots seemed to be coming from not far away.

He touched the pistol in his pocket and saw that there was still one bullet left, which seemed especially precious.

"Let's go back to the dangerous peak first," Su Xi said.

Lu Wuyai shook his head and said, "Let's go back to the cave first, and then I'll go and see for myself."

Gunshots were heard nearby. Lu Wuyai had to investigate thoroughly, otherwise there would be a hidden danger that would always make people uneasy.

The five of them first returned to the gentle slope, packed up their belongings in the hiding place, and then passed through a narrow gap to reach the cave in the forest opposite the lawn.

"I'll go take a look first."

After speaking, Lu Wuyai walked out, followed closely by Song Xiaoyou and Su Xi.

"What are you doing here?" Lu Wuyai frowned.

“Of course I’m afraid you’ll be in danger.” Su Xi shook her head, her dark hair fluttering in the air. She smiled and said, “I can’t let you take the risk alone.”

Lu Wuyai refused to accompany him and instead wandered through the forest with the two women. They were too conspicuous.

"No, we have to go." Su Xi was also a little angry.

But in the end, under Lu Wuyai's firm stance, Song Xiaoyou still pulled Su Xi back into the cave.

Not long after Lu Wuyai left, the four women left the cave and followed him in the direction he was going.

By this point, Lu Wuyai had been wandering in the forest for over half an hour. Because the gunshots had been silent for so long, there was no way to accurately track them now.

Guns are always a destabilizing factor. Whoever controls them wields, to a large extent, absolute power.

Lu Wuyai needed to find out who had fired the shot.

After walking for a while, the surrounding forest still seemed quite empty. This place was even deeper into the deserted island than the previous treacherous peak.

Time ticked by, and Yang Jian grew increasingly uneasy. Although it was still early, he was alone in this deep mountain forest. There were no obvious paths on the ground, so it was clearly impossible to enter.

If a leopard and a wolf were to jump out, I'm afraid I'd have to explain something here.

Thinking of this, Lu Wuyai couldn't help but shudder, and goosebumps rose all over his back.

He always held the gun to his chest.

As Lu Wuyai walked forward, he remained fully focused, never letting his guard down.

Gradually, the forests on both sides began to change color. It seemed that the deeper one ventured into the deserted island, the stronger the autumn atmosphere became.

From the more distant woods, the roars of wild beasts and the sounds of various animals running could be heard from time to time.

At this moment, Lu Wuyai had the thought of leaving.

But just then, he stepped on a fallen leaf in front of him. Immediately afterward, his ankle tightened, and with a "whoosh," his entire body was instantly hanging upside down in the air.

This sudden turn of events left Lu Wuyai feeling dizzy. When he reacted, he realized he had fallen into a trap.

At this moment, one of his feet was hanging upside down from a rope. Judging from the rope's quality, it was a rescue rope. It would be virtually impossible for him to break free on his own.

For a moment, Lu Wuyai was at a loss for what to do.

At 3:30 p.m. that day, ten minutes had passed since Lu Wuyai was trapped.

During this time, Yang Jian's brain was constantly congested with blood, and dizziness was like waves on the sea, constantly invading his brain that he wanted to keep clear-headed.

"Continuing like this is not an option."

Lu Wuyai struggled desperately in mid-air, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't reach the rope. Instead, his constant attempts made him extremely uncomfortable.

"It's almost over." Lu Wuyai felt a pang of regret. If he had known things would turn out like this, he would have preferred to have Su Xi and the others stay with him.

But there may be more traps nearby.

At this moment, Yang Jian recalled the moment he was trapped. The trap was clearly set up very carefully, giving Lu Wuyai almost no chance to react.

"Among the survivors, there seem to be some who truly understand this."

"Perhaps, harsh life has nurtured many talented people."

Lu Wuyai sighed as he tried new methods, hoping to leave before dark as soon as possible.

He was a little worried that if the person who set the trap didn't show up, predatory beasts from the deep mountains and forests might also appear one after another once night fell.

At that time, I'm afraid I'm going to be in big trouble, and whether I'll see the sun the next day is still unknown.

After a while, it was already four o'clock.

In autumn, the days are short, and the light in the old forest is even dimmer. Lu Wuyai can no longer see anything more than ten meters away.

During this time, he kept slightly raising his head to prevent blood from rushing to his brain. Otherwise, as time went on, he would become confused and have no choice but to wait for death.

"Try again," Lu Wuyai said to himself.

He will try again before dark.

At 4:10, Lu Wuyai took a deep breath and tensed his body. He tried to use the rope and the support of his ankles to stand upright completely.

The idea was good, but it still failed.

With a bang.

Lu Wuyai finally fell down again, the rope tightening with a dull thud.

“Now I’m dead.” Lu Wuyai was powerless in mid-air, unable to exert any force on his body. His previous movements had exhausted all his strength.

Crunch, crunch.

Perhaps because he had given up struggling, Lu Wuyai's attention was drawn to the sound of the swaying branches.

Crunch, crunch.

Gradually, Lu Wuyai's eyes lit up again.

Perhaps this was the only flaw in the trap the other side had set. The other end of the rope binding Yang Jian's ankles was tied to a tree branch that was only as thick as an arm.

As Lu Wuyai's body moved up and down, the sound of the tree branches bending became extremely jarring.

Seeing this, Lu Wuyai shuddered again. As the branches continued to rise and fall, the sound they made grew louder and louder.

"I don't believe I can't beat you."

Lu Wuyai gritted his teeth and shook his body as much as possible.

The sky was now pitch black, and Lu Wuyai could only see the tree roots next to him with his naked eye; he couldn't see anything further away.

Crunch, crunch.

The branches were bent very tightly, but hadn't broken yet. Lu Wuyai kept tightening his body, feeling pain throughout his entire waist.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Wuyai suddenly felt his body light up, and then his head slammed hard against the ground.

"It's a success."

Lu Wuyai was overjoyed. He hadn't expected that he had actually escaped the trap, and now, standing on the ground, he felt perfectly comfortable.

However, Lu Wuyai looked around and found that it was now completely dark, and in such a state that one could not see their own hand in front of their face.

He touched his body and then breathed a sigh of relief. The gun was still there. Although there was only one bullet left, it was somewhat reassuring.

In the following time, based on where he landed, he quickly found the location of the big tree. Leaning against it, he began to think about his next move.

Normally, the first thing he would do is start a fire, but now he has no tools and can't drill into the wood at all.

Nothing could be seen in the dark forest.

Fear, like an invisible hand, gradually became stuck in Lu Wuyai's throat, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Who is it?

Lu Wuyai felt something crawling on his neck, but it turned out to be just a mountain breeze.

At dusk, everything resembled a maze.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Wuyai, who was sitting on the ground, suddenly raised his head and saw several cold eyes on the other side of the big tree.

"Sure enough, there are many nocturnal animals in this ancient forest."

Lu Wuyai sighed, picked up the axe he had found earlier from the ground, and prepared to fight at any moment.

Some of these cold eyes were blue, suggesting they belonged to felines. Their pupils reflected light, like a glimmer of light in the darkness.

In addition, some wild animals have green eyes, much like night wolves, but smaller.

Lu Wuyai gripped his axe tightly, occasionally glancing at the top of the large tree. This direction was often the best spot for a sneak attack.

In the darkness, these flickering points of light seemed to have sensed the spiritual energy emanating from this stranger, Lu Wuyai, and began to draw closer and closer.

Guru.

Lu Wuyai swallowed hard. In this situation, he had to concentrate all his attention.

Meow!

A gust of wind suddenly brushed against the back of Lu Wuyai's hand and entered his ear.

The sudden attack made Lu Wuyai instinctively launch an attack, and the axe created a clearly visible reflection in front of him.

“My reaction was pretty good.” Lu Wuyai blinked, feeling that the axe in his hand was both light and heavy, not cumbersome at all.

But thinking back, I realize I spent a lot of time chopping wood. Although the work was tiring at the end of the day, my physical fitness improved significantly.

Nearby, the eyes of many wild beasts gleamed, clearly realizing that Lu Wuyai was a formidable opponent.

Leaning against a large tree, Lu Wuyai looked around, his nervousness beyond words.

"Do we really have to wait until dawn to escape the danger?" Lu Wuyai sighed, unsure if he could hold on.

As time went by, more and more wild beasts appeared around him, gradually surrounding Lu Wuyai.

Lu Wuyai gasped, his whole body turning ice-cold, his scalp tingling. If he continued like this, he would be too weak to fight back when his opponent attacked.

it hurts.

A pair of blue eyes suddenly appeared in front of Lu Wuyai, and Lu Wuyai instinctively blocked them.

The next second, a tremendous force erupted between the two. Lu Wuyai gritted his teeth, his body completely pressed against the tree trunk.

With a low growl and immense pressure, Lu Wuyai felt that the other party must be a large carnivore.