Two days after discovering the gold mine, no one was in the mood to set up a campsite anymore. They all leaned against the rocks, looking dejected, and basked in the sun.

Hsiao-Chiang said that if this situation continues, everyone will probably starve to death.

But they're all so listless, what can I do?

After all, the sudden appearance of so much gold is quite a shock to everyone.

Lin Xubo was practically holding a gold mine in his hands, grinning from ear to ear every day, acting like a madman.

Almost everyone was grateful for what they had gained this time, and they had even forgotten the hardships they had endured since arriving on this deserted island.

Wang Ping and Chen Jiandao remained relatively calm, but Chen Jiandao looked worried and muttered with a sigh, "Even if we get this gold, what good will it do? We can't get out of here, so this gold is useless!"

Wang Ping nodded in agreement: "Yes, and we can't just keep sleeping in the open like this. We need to figure out a way to tidy up the campsite. This mountaintop is so high, it would be very troublesome to build a treehouse up there. First of all, it would be very tiring to carry things up there. All the ropes and other things we collected before disappeared in the wildfire. Even if we go back to look for them, there probably won't be much left. Without ropes, these vines obviously can't pull these trees. It's really a headache."

I was also in a particularly bad mood, and I was constantly worried that Xiao He and his group would come to negotiate with us, but Xiao He and his group were obviously very patient.

Several days passed afterward, and they remained quiet. They weren't as excited as the rest of us, nor as anxious as we were. They simply sat around their own campfire, talking and eating each day, and then went about their own business.

For example, you could go to the beach to collect seashells, or go to the edge of the woods to gather some firewood.

The calmer they were, the more uncomfortable I felt, and even more uneasy.

On the fourth day, I finally couldn't take it anymore because Wang Xiaoxiao had started coughing these past two days. I didn't know if she had caught a cold. After all, even if the tent made of wolf skin was sturdy, it was still not as spacious as a treehouse.

Moreover, although she said that she couldn't just lie there all the time during her postpartum period, she would eventually have to come out.

But once you go outside, you'll be exposed to the cold wind, and you'll inevitably get sick.

Although the weather here is warmer than in the previous winter, the sea breeze is very cold and harsh. If Wang Xiaoxiao gets sick because of it, I'm afraid I'll feel really bad.

After breakfast that morning, I immediately gathered everyone together.

"I have to hold a meeting today to discuss our plans for the future. After all, in this place, gold can't be eaten or used as a house to shelter you from the wind and rain."

None of my male colleagues looked up or responded; I don't know if they heard me.

Bai Wei frowned as he looked at me: "What other plans are there? Of course, it's to build a ship, so we can leave this godforsaken place as soon as possible. Now that we have so much gold, we won't have to worry about food and drink when we go back to the city!"

Upon hearing Bai Wei's words, Wang Ping immediately frowned: "You make it sound so simple, then why don't you do it? If we could really build a ship, we would have left long ago. Why have we stayed here for so long? Can you be more realistic? For example, should we collect these tree trunks again and build some tree houses?"

Bai Wei curled his lip: "With such a high mountain, it would be believable to build some houses in caves, but on the mountaintop, do you think that's feasible? I think it's even less feasible. I think we should build a boat first!"

Even the male colleagues who weren't originally aligned with Bai Wei thought deeply for a while after hearing his words, and then nodded solemnly.

“I think Mr. Bai is right. There’s no point in us continuing to live here. This place is really weird. Besides those strange rabbits, there are also those giant people. If we stay here, we’ll die sooner or later. Anyway, we all have money now. Isn’t it better to leave this place?”

"Yeah, Brother Sihai, I think we should get a boat first. It would be better for everyone if we could leave here!"

"Yes, I also think we should take a boat first. Anyway, we can make ironware now. We can collect some iron ore, make some iron saws, and some iron nails. I think we can build a big ship and leave this place within three months!"

Everyone was agreeing; clearly, they really wanted to leave. To be honest, I wanted to too.

However, after more than a year here, I still don't really understand this deserted island, but this ocean is much more terrifying than we imagined.

Where do we go on such a boundless seaside when we have no latitude, no precision, and don't even know how to determine direction?

And even if we do manage to escape, what will we do with all this gold? Are we just going to melt it down somewhere and then sell it?

I'm afraid the police will come knocking on our door then.

Although the matter itself is relatively simple—after all, we did find the gold after being stranded on this deserted island—leaving it is not as easy as it sounds.

We have over thirty people here, inside and out. How big of a ship would that be?

I've never been on a boat before, let alone had that experience. And once I'm on a boat and out to sea, my life and death are truly in the hands of fate, and my fortune is in the hands of heaven.

If another tsunami were to occur, all the gold would sink to the bottom of the sea.

But right now, everyone's attention is focused on how to leave this place, so it's obviously unrealistic to force them to pack up the camp.

Just as I was unsure how to begin and weighing the pros and cons, Yang Rui suddenly stood up from Xiao He's group and walked towards us.

He stood beside me, looking at everyone around him, and said, “Leaving here is easy, but who among you has experience in sailing? Who among you has experience in building ships? Before leaving, shouldn’t you stockpile some food and prepare some fresh water? If you have to prepare for everything, do you think three months will be enough? If you think it won’t be enough, then shouldn’t you take a look at what’s in front of you? I see it’s been cloudy these past two days, and I guess it’s going to snow or rain soon. Are you planning to stay here exposed to the wind and rain, and then die of illness one by one, or do you want to leave alive and kicking? Think about it realistically. I think Brother Sihai is right. We should try to rebuild a camp and then build your ships. That’s more realistic.”