The sky was just beginning to lighten, and a thin mist hung low in the air.

The sand rolled, a finger poked out of the soil, then withdrew as if electrocuted, repeating this a dozen times, until a head emerged from the ground.

Its bright black eyes looked around to make sure everything was alright, then it spat out the sand from its mouth, and like a monkey, it leaped and bounded away into the distance.

In a flash, it caught a sparrow that was about to take flight, startling the little creature into screaming in terror. The shadowy figure then casually tossed the little creature away.

After crossing most of the mountain, the dark figure suddenly stopped.

The wooden house was peaceful and quiet. Usually at this time, Zuo Ling's family would be making breakfast, but today there was not a sound.

The person...is dead?

The frustration of almost falling into enemy hands dissipated slightly, and he smiled, revealing a set of bright white teeth.

Approaching the cabin cautiously, the plants were in disarray, and the tracks left by crocodiles were still visible. In the distance, that was...

With a snapping sound, the branch beneath my feet broke in two. A strange feeling arose, and just as I was about to take a closer look, whoosh... Ah...

The world spun around, and a dark figure hung upside down from a tree, emitting a roar that sounded inhuman.

As the rocks swayed, I could see clearly that a row of 40 crocodile carcasses were neatly arranged on the shore.

Realizing he had fallen into a trap, the shadowy figure panicked and struggled desperately, its grip tightening with each effort.

Three people and two animals jumped out of the treehouse, which had been silent just moments before.

On this snowy night, the dog barked a few times, emboldened by its master's presence. The waterfall tilted its head back and curiously circled the dark figure several times.

Xiao Hao used a twig to brush aside the shadowy figure's disheveled hair, tilted his head, and stared into the shadowy figure's eyes:

"Are you human or beast?"

The dark figure bared its teeth, making a threatening gesture.

Xiao Hao tapped him a few times, "You've already been arrested, and you still dare to scare me."

The dark figure had a ferocious expression and made hissing and laughing sounds.

He called out, and Xiao Hao tapped him lightly with a stick.

After several rounds, the shadowy figure was so angry that his face turned as red as blood, but he was helpless.

He struggled so fiercely that his hands and feet were marked with bloody welts.

Pei Nansheng and Zuo Ling stood with their arms crossed, looking at each other for a long time.

He was fourteen or fifteen years old, with a round, chubby face, brownish skin, short stature, and sturdy limbs. His appearance resembled that of someone from India, and he was undoubtedly human.

Most of his body was naked, the animal skin covering his body barely covering his vital parts, and his hair was tied up with grass twigs...

Indigenous people on the island? Are there other people on the island?

While collecting the crocodile carcass, Pei Nansheng found broken eggshells on the ground and realized that someone had deliberately lured the crocodile there.

At first, they thought it was Ning Qiang's prank, a trap set for Ning Qiang to fall into.

The perpetrators usually return to the scene to admire their masterpiece, but unexpectedly, the situation is not what they expected.

Xiao Hao knocked on the man for a long time, but since they couldn't understand each other's language, he couldn't get any more useful information out of him.

They simply ignored him, and the family of five went about their training, tidying the yard, cooking, and eating... as if he didn't exist.

Only on snowy nights, that cheeky fellow would occasionally come to take a look and bark a few times.

After collecting the crocodile carcass, Zuo Ling cleaned up the broken eggshells following the direction the crocodile had crawled.

Xiao Hao muttered to himself:

"That's really mean, so malicious. We didn't do anything to him, why is he trying to harm us?"

"Perhaps... he feels we have invaded his homeland and wants to drive us away."

Xiao Hao pouted in dissatisfaction, but didn't say anything more.

For breakfast, we had corn porridge, egg pancakes, and two kinds of cold wild vegetables: purslane and water celery, plus a platter of cured meats.

Xiao Hao deliberately slurped his food, occasionally smacking his lips at A-San.

His older sister said he looked like someone from India, so Xiao Hao started calling him "A-San" (meaning "Indian").

The Indian was very hungry, both tired and hungry.

Hanging upside down, the blood was sinking, it was extremely uncomfortable, and on top of that, I had to put up with the awful boy's temper. My eyes were bloodshot, and I would yell every now and then.

After yelling until he was too tired to yell anymore, he simply closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

The annoying smacking sound was still bothering his ears. Ah San glared at Xiao Hao resentfully, while Xiao Hao smiled and held up the egg pancake to him, chewing it even more deliciously.

After dinner, Xiao Hao washed the dishes, Zuo Ling tidied up the flowers and plants that had been ruined by the crocodile, and Pei Nansheng was banging on something.

The whistle blared, and the three people and two beasts looked out to sea as a massive cargo ship slowly approached.

The three siblings: "..."

What does that mean?

The cargo ship was anchored a few miles away, gazing at each other from a distance, neither too close nor too far.

Last night's battle resulted in the deaths of more than twenty people.

After discussing it, Guo Qi and Yang Chengang decided to set up camp near Zuo Ling's house.

A few die today, a few more die tomorrow. If this continues, it won't be long before all 3,000 people are gone.

The two were shrewd; being closer to Zuo Ling's house meant that if something like what happened last night occurred, it could at least help them out.

There are too many unexpected events; there's no way around it, we have to plan ahead.

They know people don't like them, but what can they do? They don't want to give up, they can't survive anyway, what's the use of saving face?

A sudden gust of wind swept in, wings flashed, and Ning Qiang stood smiling in front of the wooden house.

The dog rushed up to Ning Qiang and barked a few times. Ning Qiang threw something at it.

It leaped up and caught it in its mouth in the snowy night, only to find it was a piece of raw meat, which it tossed aside in disgust.

"Sister Zuo, I'm sorry to see you again."

Zuo Ling's eyes were unfriendly. Pei Nansheng and Xiao Hao stood behind Zuo Ling, the three of them with the words "Keep Out" written all over their faces.

Ning Qiang quickly shirked responsibility:

“It wasn’t me who wanted to come. It was Lao Guo and Yang Chengang. Go find them. Those two shameless guys are scared out of their wits and insist on living next to you.”

"Who scared you out of your wits?"

Ning Qiang didn't answer, but let out a soft "Eh," and walked towards Ah San.

He circled around Ah San a few times, then reached out and pressed on Ah San's shoulder. Ah San cried out in pain and struggled, lunging at Ning Qiang with all his might.

"Hey, this is what you look like. You were pretty good at escaping, how did you get caught?"

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