In the blink of an eye, Lu Wuyai opened the cave with a gun and appeared in the twilight at top speed.
Just then, a light as bright as day appeared on the east side of the rocky mountain.
Lu Wuyai hurriedly ran to the top of the stone mountain. Standing atop the mountain, he suddenly noticed that at the far end of the sky, it looked like a burning cloud, illuminating much of the dark sky.
"It's an explosion."
Lu Wuyai was stunned for a moment, but then asked himself what kind of explosion could possibly illuminate the entire sky.
As his mind raced, Lu Wuyai suddenly felt dizzy. Just as he regained his senses, a violent whirlwind blew him directly into the snow.
It wasn't until dawn the next day that Lu Wuyai crawled out of the snowdrift. He was shivering from the cold, and his lips had turned purple. It took him a long time to recover.
Covering his head, Lu Wuyai felt like he had a hazy dream last night.
"Was the explosion I saw last night just a hallucination?" Lu Wuyai tried to recall what happened last night, but the more he thought about it, the more dizzy he became. He almost fell into a snowdrift and couldn't climb out.
Lu Wuyai took a breath. He was feeling a bit confused about the matter, so he didn't want to think about it for the time being.
Before dawn, he brushed the snow off his clothes and rushed toward the cave as fast as he could, so as not to worry others.
The cave wasn't so quiet. Lu Wuyai keenly sensed that the remaining eggs in the bamboo basket had hatched, and the chicks were chirping incessantly.
Back in his cubicle, Yang Jian wasn't sleepy at all. After all, he had slept in the snow last night, so he wasn't tired at all.
When he was bored, Lu Wuyai thought of what he had seen last night. Although he had been knocked unconscious by a strange gust of wind and collapsed on the snow, he could still vaguely hear the roaring sound mixed with the wind.
"I'm so dizzy." Lu Wuyai covered his head and had no choice but to give up the idea of continuing to explore.
At nine o'clock in the morning, people began to wake up one after another. Winter mornings, besides being cold, are also filled with laziness.
After breakfast, Lu Wuyai was dragged to work by Su Xi and Anna. The passage leading to the toilet had never been opened before, and they planned to complete the escape route in two days.
Inside the cave, the remaining people began making doors for the passageway out of wooden planks. Meanwhile, Song Xiaoyou was scribbling on paper.
"What are you doing?" Molloy, who was picking at nails, suddenly poked her head out, very interested in what Song Xiaoyou was doing.
On the white paper was a complete design drawing of a crossbow. To be precise, it was a trigger mechanism that relied on the crossbow.
Molloy looked at Song Xiaoyou, frowned, and turned back to continue picking at her nails.
Song Xiaoyou kept her head down and continued pulling the crossbow, various trigger mechanisms constantly appearing in her mind. She didn't know why, but now, as long as she concentrated, all sorts of strange and wonderful ideas would flood her mind, and she simply couldn't stop them.
"Young friend Song, you have a nosebleed," Molloy suddenly said.
Song Xiaoyou subconsciously stopped writing, touched her nose, but found nothing.
At this point, Molloy laughed out loud, but was then severely beaten by Kim Seok-rok.
"Hurry up," Jin Xilu said angrily. This Moloy is simply insane.
Song Xiaoyou smiled but said nothing. His charcoal pencil continued to sketch on the white paper. Soon, various intricate trigger mechanisms appeared before everyone's eyes.
Inside the tunnel, Lu Wuyai had been digging for three hours. Su Xi and Anna were exhausted and out of breath. Neither of them could move the excavated soil as fast as Lu Wuyai.
I have to admit that Yang Jian is just a continuous excavator operator and has no idea what the word "tired" means.
According to the plan, the last part of the tunnel needs a shelter, which means that a new tunnel needs to be dug separately.
The hole doesn't need to be very big, just big enough to accommodate everyone.
Later, with the addition of Kim Seok-rok and Molloy, the cement-wood frame supporting the tunnel was also laid.
This time, however, Song Xiaoyou kept pointing out some problems with the stent and even corrected the previous incorrect installation.
That evening, everyone gathered near the swimming pool to wash up. After a busy day, they could finally rest.
Outside, the heavy snow had stopped by noon, and there wasn't a single cloud in the sky. The blue sky looked as if it had been washed clean, and the stars had begun to twinkle.
In the snow, Lu Wuyai lay on the ground, trying his best to relax his mind.
"It feels so good to not think about things," Lu Wuyai squinted, hearing the sound of flowing water in the pool below. Occasionally, he could hear the clucking of chickens in the henhouse. The air wasn't very cold; everything seemed to be going smoothly.
Bang bang.
That was the sound of a heartbeat. Lu Wuyai knew without opening his eyes that the person sitting next to him was Song Xiaoyou.
"It's finished," Yang Jian asked.
When he left, Song Xiaoyou was still drawing up blueprints. Her cubicle was full of traps that could trigger crossbows. Lu Wuyai only glanced at them and felt that he really couldn't design something so insidious.
Only Song Xiaoyou looked different from the others at first glance.
As the sun set, the two lay there on the ground. Their shadows were long, making it look somewhat inhumane.
The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is already dusk.
Every time Lu Wuyai looked at the sunset, he had a feeling of unreality, as if the world he lived in was fake.
A massive passenger plane has been destroyed, and the survivors on board have been living on a deserted island for eight months. No one has yet made it out alive. It's unbelievable.
Lu Wuyai sighed, wondering if he would ever have the chance to see those relatives and friends again in his lifetime.
"Let's go back," Song Xiaoyou said.
As darkness was about to fall completely, Lu Wuyai stood up from the snow, patted his bottom, and followed Song Xiaoyou back to the cave.
That night, the outside world was unusually quiet. There was neither howling northwest wind nor the rustling sound of falling snowflakes.
Lu Wuyai lay in the cubicle, listening to the familiar heartbeat beside him, and gradually closed his eyes.
And so the days passed.
By late January, the heavy snow had stopped for half a month. The snow along the coast had melted, and the snow on the rocky mountains was also melting.
Without realizing it, the pool seemed to have gotten much deeper.
Stepping on the pile of stones, Lu Wuyai felt a slight pain. These gravel paths, resembling fingernails, were not very friendly to people.
Lu Wuyai carried a bucket of water on his shoulder with ease. It's no exaggeration to say that he couldn't feel the weight of the full bucket at all.
“Take it easy every day,” Yang Jian said with a smile. He was doing well during this period because the aftereffects of his inability to think things through were gradually decreasing, and there seemed to be signs of improvement.
Besides herself, Song Xiaoyou's frail physique has also improved significantly compared to before.
It seems that these so-called aftereffects can gradually recover over time.
The melted snow in the stream wasn't as pristine as it appeared. In a clearing near the cave, a still made from a kettle was slowly burning. The slender tube was made of some kind of PVC material, which could be considered clean and unpolluted.
Watch as the water vapor cools along the pipe, eventually turning into water droplets that fall into another clean container.
Lu Wuyai placed the bucket on the ground and handed it to Anna and Song Xiaoyou. Their job today was to completely drain the river water from that bucket.
As for the others, they opened the chicken coop and chased the chicks out from the corner.
The two sheepdogs seemed to have discovered a new "toy," fully unleashing their original instincts.
For a moment, Shishan buzzed excitedly.
Lu Wuyai carried a bucket of water, lay down on the flat ground between two rocky mountains, ate a piece of his marching rations, and slightly relieved his hunger.
The surrounding temperature was very cold. Now that the snow had melted, it had absorbed a lot of heat from the air, leaving the deserted island with a chill.
"Yang Jian, come down for dinner," Su Xi called out.
Although the food provided for the march could fill their stomachs, it lacked nutrition, so Yang Jian needed to supplement his diet with other things, such as fruits and lean meat.
Anna had already started a fire and was cooking by the puddle. A grilled fish and several pieces of mutton were emitting a unique aroma.
Lu Wuyai took a step, crossing the rocky hill, and in the blink of an eye, he was by the campfire. He reached out and grabbed a crucian carp. Then, under Anna's resentful gaze, he stuck out his tongue and licked the crucian carp.
"Yang Jian, you're disgusting," Anna said angrily.
Lu Wuyai hummed twice, not knowing why. The crucian carp in this pond had a sweet and sour lemon flavor. Everyone was always very enthusiastic when they could eat grilled fish.
So, Lu Wuyai immediately claimed the crucian carp for himself. Apart from Su Xi, who was willing to share his "saliva," the other women were probably all "frightened" by it.
Anna's chest heaved with anger. The majestic snow-capped peaks made Lu Wuyai almost forget the grilled fish in his hand.
Soon, the others came over and felt a little uncomfortable looking at the grilled fish in Lu Wuyai's hand.
After breakfast, everyone got busy again.
Lu Wuyai walked out of the rocky mountain. He needed to find some things to prepare food for the coming year.
The previous earthquake completely destroyed the potato seedlings they had planted. They decided to try their luck again, hoping to find some harvest.
The general walked in a hurry. When the snow was falling heavily, he could only linger near caves and pools, and would not go out again.
Besides Lu Wuyai, Jin Xixin was also whistling, trying to find the greedy man she hadn't seen for over a month.
However, eagles are animals of the sky, and usually nothing bad happens to them. More importantly, greed is a hawk's nature; it is the apex predator of the sky. No animal can truly threaten its safety.
Now that the snow has melted, most of the island is barren. The main reason for this is that a previous tsunami submerged part of the island and then "spit" it out.
The only advantage is that once you find something, it's very easy to do so.
Jin Xilu followed Lu Wuyai, panting all the way, and finally stopped to rest. She couldn't help but sigh, the man opposite her really was a robot, walking without any emotion and completely ignoring her.
Suddenly, Jin Xilu lost his footing and fell forward.
yes.
She couldn't help but scream. She had just been thinking about Lu Wuyai, never expecting there would be a downhill path ahead.
Caught off guard, Jin Xilu prepared to face the earth and give it a firm embrace.
But soon, she felt a heat in her chest, and a large hand tightly hugged her lower abdomen.
"Please, let me go." Jin Xilu's face turned red. While she was relieved that she hadn't fallen, she also secretly hated Lu Wuyai's behavior. The crucial point was that he had shamelessly pinched her.
But soon, Jin Xilu clearly sensed the other party's reaction, and her heart couldn't help but tremble.
"Yang Jian!" Jin Xilu cried out, trembling with fear. She looked up and saw Lu Wuyai's red eyes.
At this moment, Lu Wuyai was also deeply attracted by Jin Xilu's figure. His eyes reddened, his hands were itching to act, and his mind was filled with those kinds of thoughts.
"No, I don't want to." Kim Seok-rok couldn't resist at all. Her already weak condition became even more unbearable, and she got goosebumps all over her body.
Panting, Lu Wuyai quickly pressed Jin Xilu to the ground. The strength in his hands grew stronger and stronger. The howling of the wildcat made it impossible for the man to resist.
Jin Xilu's face flushed red. Feeling Lu Wuyai's imminent invasion, her heart was in turmoil.
"Lu Wuyai, number."
"I don't want to get pregnant here, okay?"
“I can give you my body, but not here.”
Hearing the woman beneath him pleading, Lu Wuyai suddenly stopped; his remaining rationality once again triumphed over his impulse.
Jin Xilu sensed that Lu Wuyai was not moving and hurriedly said, "I'll give it to you later, sister."
Lu Wuyai took a breath, reflecting on his impulsiveness, and secretly thought that he really was nothing.
Seeing that Lu Wuyai had finally left his body, Jin Xilu breathed a sigh of relief.
On the snow, Jin Xilu hurriedly straightened her clothes, but she couldn't calm down for a long time after feeling the shock she had just experienced.
Only Yang Jian is the same.
He'd just been blinded by the lard and didn't know why he'd done that to Jin Xilu. He looked at his palm, recalling the exhilarating feeling from before, and thought to himself, "The women around me all seem to be on some kind of catalyst. Their figures are just too good."
Suppressing his thoughts, Lu Wuyai's eyes regained their clarity.
At this moment, Jin Xilu also turned around and looked at Lu Wuyai now, her heart still pounding.
Having spent so long on the deserted island, her heart underwent subtle changes. Sometimes, she herself was unaware of them.
Looking at the woman's peach-blossom face, Lu Wuyai swallowed hard and couldn't help but say, "What you just said was true."
On the spot, Jin Xilu rolled her eyes at him, put on the basket and the general, and walked right past Lu Wuyai.
At the same spot, Lu Wuyai touched his head and sighed, thinking to himself, "This woman shouldn't be angry, otherwise I'd be in real trouble."
Half an hour later, they entered a forest, and the surrounding scenery instantly changed.
From here onward, it seems untouched by the tsunami. The forest is dense, and even in winter, abundant green vegetation can be seen.
Moreover, the snow here is quite soft, so few people go there.
At this point, Lu Wuyai suddenly grabbed Jin Xilu, who trembled slightly. He breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that nothing unusual had happened.
“You walk behind me,” Yang Jian said.
Jin Xilu watched the man's retreating figure. Although she complained inwardly, Lu Wuyai still took the initiative to shoulder his responsibilities on many occasions.
“Hey, he’s all alone…” Kim Hee-rok sighed, her thoughts unknown.
There was about 20 centimeters of snow in the forest. Lu Wuyai glanced at the terrain ahead, put down his backpack, and took out a pair of ski boots.
Jin Xilu also took out her equipment from her luggage, put it on, and followed Lu Wuyai down the gentle slope in the forest.
Traveling with the wind along the way feels very different from walking.
Ten minutes later, Lu Wuyai stopped, took a small shovel from the basket on his back, and started digging in the nearby grass.
Jin Xilu also stopped nearby. The grass was large, hidden in the snow. If Lu Wuyai hadn't been so observant, he would have had a hard time spotting her.
In places like this, there are often many shady plants that don't like sunlight. This is what Song Xiaoyou told them.
“This is the appearance.” Lu Wuyai found a green plant, but he wasn’t sure if it was the thing. So he used a hoe to scoop it up from the surrounding soil and put it in the basket on his back.
Epimedium has a pungent and sweet taste, and is warm in nature. It can replenish essence and qi, and strengthen muscles and bones. It is a very good traditional Chinese medicine.
Not long after, Lu Wuyai found a few large green leaves. He had soaked them in water and drunk the water when he was a child; they could cure some symptoms of colds and fevers.
Jin Xilu also successfully discovered two species of Astragalus. Overall, the grassland yielded considerable results.
“Let’s go take another look ahead.” Lu Wuyai asked Jin Xilu for his opinion. His expression was the same as before, as if everything that had happened before was a lie.
“Very good.” Kim Seok-rok nodded. This was a rare trip, and she really didn’t want to go back so soon.
So the two men and their dog continued to wander in the forest, partly to find supplies and partly to see the scenery of the deserted island after the snowfall.
Ski boots provided them with unparalleled convenience in this environment.
Two figures slipped on the snow and landed on a towering mountain.
There wasn't much snow here, so Lu Wuyai and Jin Xilu had to walk to the top of the mountain.
"Can you slow down?" Kim Hee-rok gasped for breath, unable to do what she wanted to do.
Lu Wuyai stretched, thinking that it was only just starting to warm up. Women's constitutions are indeed different from men's.
Suddenly, he heard a sound, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Jin Xilu walking towards the foot of the mountain.
Without a moment to think, Lu Wuyai took a step forward, grabbed Jin Xilu's arm, and pulled her up in time.
Jin Xilu patted his chest, looking terrified.
"What just happened?" Lu Wuyai frowned. He had only heard the sound of wind, but Jin Xilu had collapsed.
At this point, Jin Xilu took a deep breath and said, "It was the wind. There was a strong wind just now, and it almost blew me down."
Lu Wuyai nodded; he had indeed heard this news before.
"Can you let go of my hand?" Jin Xilu asked, blushing. Just as she was saving the person, Lu Wuyai's hand inexplicably reappeared on the snow-capped peak.
Lu Wuyai smiled, withdrew his hand, and thought to himself, "It feels so good."
But soon, Lu Wuyai discovered that he also felt a strong wind pushing against his back, like a whip suddenly striking his back.
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