Although Reba was mentally prepared, she was still startled by the four consecutive gunshots.

After the initial shock came a pleasant surprise; I never expected that the old gun, which had been soaking in water for decades, could still fire.

"Great! With guns, we won't have to worry about food anymore."

Ye Zi grinned, then said teasingly:

"We don't have much on our island, except for those few pheasants that we keep to lay eggs."

Fishing with a gun is no easy task.

The look of surprise on Dilraba's face froze, then turned into distress.

"That makes sense, so all that gun was taken care of for nothing?"

"Just killing time. Everyone dreams of being a soldier. It's just that there are no Japanese soldiers to fight now, so we can only use rocks and trees as targets."

Ye Zi spoke casually, making no attempt to hide his desire to kill Japanese soldiers, as if he had an old gun from World War II in his hand and wished he could travel back to the War of Resistance Against Japan and kill to his heart's content.

While chatting with Reba, he picked up another gun, loaded five bullets, and fired.

After testing the four rifles one by one, Ye Zi replaced the firing pin on one of them. The third rifle, which was being tested, failed to fire due to a problem with the firing pin. After replacing the firing pin, it regained its firing capability.

In addition, Ye Zi also discovered a problem: out of four rifles and a total of twenty bullets, three bullets could not be fired due to primer issues.

In other words, less than one-sixth of the more than 12,000 bullets had primer problems.

Of course, the data supporting this ratio is only from a mere twenty shots. How many bullets had primer problems can only be discovered as the firing continues.

Reba enthusiastically asked Yezi to teach her how to fire a gun. Although Yezi was also a beginner, men have a natural feel for weapons, so teaching Reba was naturally not a problem.

He loaded a bullet into the gun and handed it to Reba, then picked up another rifle and told Reba about the precautions for firing it. He then suppressed a wicked smile and waited for Reba to pull the trigger.

Thud...

After a gunshot, Dilraba pointed the gun directly at the sky.

If Ye Zi hadn't been behind Reba, that shot would probably have sent her sprawling.

The recoil of this type of bolt-action breechblock is considerable, and without sufficient psychological preparation, it can easily lead to this phenomenon.

After regaining her senses, Dilraba looked terrified and said:

"Is the recoil that strong? I saw you fire the gun and your shoulder didn't shake at all, so I thought there wasn't much recoil."

Ye Zi smiled as she took the gun from Reba, pulled the bolt to eject the spent cartridge, and said:

"You're thin, and you weren't mentally prepared, so that's why you reacted this way."

I'm much bigger and stronger than you, so this little bit of recoil is practically nothing, of course you won't see me swaying.

Dilraba nodded. She had indeed underestimated the recoil. She rubbed her slightly sore shoulder, then suddenly remembered something, her eyes narrowing as she said:

"Ye Zi, since you knew all this, why didn't you remind me?"

Ye Zi opened her mouth but said nothing, though the wicked smile on her lips was obvious.

Dilraba squinted and thought for a moment, then immediately shouted:

"You naughty leaf, you were actually holding back your mischief, hoping to make a fool of me."

"Take this move from me!"

Dilraba was about to make a move when she said that.

Seeing that things were going badly, Ye Zi immediately threw down her gun and ran away, taking the harpoon with her as she went. Once on the boat, she rowed out to sea.

The new oars on the small boat were so powerful they left afterimages, and it paddled a long distance in just a few strokes.

On the shore, only Reba stared in disbelief at Ye Zi's departing figure.

Ye Zi rowed directly to the shipwreck site.

This is a good place because the shipwreck made it a home for corals, and after decades of development, it has become a coral reef.

The interior of the ship's cabin is a natural habitat for various marine life.

Although Ye Zi scared away many marine creatures that originally lived here when she looted cultural relics and gold last time.

But that's also the allure of the sea. If you don't go home for a day or two, when you return, your home might belong to someone else.

It hasn't been long since the last leaf scavenged the area, and now the newly arrived fish have taken over this shipwreck coral reef.

The arrival of these new fish has made it easier for the leaves to obtain food.

Ye Zi only needs to stop the boat, hold the anchor chain with one hand and the harpoon with the other, and sink directly to the seabed using the anchor chain, saving her the trouble of diving.

After hitting the bottom, it pauses briefly, then becomes the sixth fish. Whenever a suitable marine creature passes by, Ye Zi fires her fish gun, and when it pulls back, the gun tip is already pierced with food.

When you can't hold your breath any longer, simply release the anchor chain and use your own buoyancy to quickly rise to the surface.

When they got ashore, Reba's anger had subsided. Actually, Reba wasn't angry at all; it was just that the island was too boring. Apart from practicing martial arts and dancing, there wasn't much else to do.

Occasionally engaging in playful banter can relieve boredom and provide a lively and fun-filled experience.

While eating, Ye Zi recalled that when she shot fish today, the fish basket that was originally used to put innards now contained more than a dozen small fish.

"Reba, let's go fishing at sea tomorrow."

“Great! I’ve been here for almost a month and I’ve never been out to sea. This is a good opportunity to see what it’s like.”

With Reba's consent, after dinner, Reba cleaned up the dishes, and Yezi took out the steel wire fishing line and fish hooks she had chosen earlier from the house and began to assemble them.

Before it even got dark, two fishing lines were ready, each with two hooks on a line nearly five meters long.

After going out to sea, everyone gets a stick. Whether or not you catch any fish is not important; the important thing is that you can go out and have fun.

If all else fails, Ye Zi can go to sea as a sixth man and still not have to worry about food.

Nothing happened that night, and it was the morning of the twenty-sixth day of their survival on the island.

After getting up, Yezi went fishing as usual. After breakfast, Yezi and Reba, wearing sun hats made of twigs and carrying water bottles made of tree trunks, boarded the small boat.

The first stop was still the shipwreck site. Ye Zi went into the sea and retrieved the fish basket, which was completely submerged in seawater. The other end was tied to the boat with vines.

After rowing a short distance, the boat stopped.

Ye Zi took a lively little fish out of the fish basket and hung it on the hook.

The same procedure applies to the other fishing hooks.

The reason for not using dead fish is that live fish are more likely to attract larger fish.

As the saying goes, big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimp.

Fish in the sea are all very fast; some have fangs that allow them to bite their prey and fill their bellies, while others are exceptionally agile.

The fishing method Ye Zi is using is one that she learned from Southeast Asia.

After the hook enters the water, the angler needs to rely on the feeling transmitted through the fishing line in their hand to determine if a big fish has taken the bait.

Once a fish takes the bait, you must pull the line as soon as possible to prevent the prey from escaping.

This fishing method was learned online. The production team won't provide the contestants with ready-made fishing rods, otherwise it would turn from an island survival challenge into an island fishing competition.

From the sensation transmitted through the fishing line, Ye Zi knew that the small fish was still alive, but it was hard to say whether the prey had been found.