The next day, Chen Yang and the others got up early and went for a run on the beach as soon as they woke up. Mainly because their bodies were less sensitive after entering the micro-realm the night before, they were in a deep sleep and didn't feel the cold. Chen Yang had to wake them up in the morning.
It's quite chilly in the early morning during this season, so you need to move around to warm up.
Last night, after Ye Wu and Chen Yang finished making the bow, they took turns keeping watch. They simply went to sleep and didn't enter the micro-realm again.
Last night they only managed to make one bow and five wooden arrows, which already took up a lot of their time. Fortunately, Ye Wu had previously consulted Jiang Bo about bow making, and Jiang Bo had also taught them some tricks when making bows for Ye Wu and Li Su'er. When Ye Wu was bored in the wild, he made a few simple ones himself, but he wasn't very satisfied with any of them, so he threw them away.
The bowstring was replaced with tree bark, just like when I first entered the Microverse.
Since there was only one bow, it was given to Dong Yujue, who was the best archer, while the others continued to search for resources.
Everyone has a lot of experience in searching for resources. Every time we go to a new place, we have to search for all kinds of resources.
Doug was determined to follow Chen Yang on the shoot today; he wanted to see how many more surprises this amazing man would bring him.
Chen Yang didn't care. He was just searching for resources. If he wanted to film, he would film. There was nothing shameful about it.
Doug had many questions he wanted to ask, but he held back. The company's requirement for him this time was to avoid interfering with the survivors as much as possible, and to supervise them. He was to report any suspicious activity. That's why he asked the company to reinvestigate yesterday, and there should be results today.
Chen Yang walked along the coastline and found a lot of trash. He looked around, hoping to find something useful.
At this point, we have to mention Bear Grylls' classic quote: "What is trash to one man is treasure to another."
This statement is indeed very true, and Chen Yang quickly found something useful.
An empty oil can, with a capacity of about thirty liters, was rusty and had a hole in the middle. They could still use it to boil water, but because of the hole, the usable volume was only about fifteen liters.
After carrying the oil can for another twenty minutes, Chen Yang heard birds chirping coming from a tree.
He gestured for Doug to stay where he was, then picked up a stone and slowly walked towards the tree from which the sound was coming. Doug felt that Chen Yang was like an animal, walking silently and even his breathing had slowed down considerably.
Chen Yang stared intently at the canopy of a tree, but the canopy was dense and the distance wasn't close, so Doug couldn't see anything at all.
Chen Yang flicked his wrist, sending the pebble flying. Suddenly, several birds flew out from the treetops.
"Didn't it hit?" Doug thought. "Yeah, at this distance, you can't even see clearly, let alone use a primitive trick like throwing stones that even monkeys would use."
But when he saw Chen Yang walking toward that tree, Doug quickly followed.
As Doug slowly approached, he was shocked to discover that there was a dead bird lying under the tree.
How is that possible!
He didn't even see what happened.
Is this guy an ancient Amazon? That's incredible.
"Don't be surprised, this is Chinese Kung Fu, called Little Chen Flying Dagger, a unique martial art passed down in my Chen family." Seeing the foreigner's surprised look, Chen Yang couldn't help but tease him.
Doug looked enlightened. "I know, I've seen it. Like Little Li Flying Dagger and Ni Xinwang, it's a type of Chinese Kung Fu."
Chen Yang nodded and said, "It should be Li Xunhuan, the Little Flying Dagger. Actually, I am the Little Flying Dagger, but it was renamed when it was passed down to my generation."
Doug's admiration for Chen Yang was as boundless as the Pacific Ocean. If he didn't have a mission, he would definitely want to become Chen Yang's apprentice.
However, Chen Yang didn't find any coconuts on this trip. Besides oil cans and birds, he also found wild ginger, so at least everyone will have ginger tea tonight.
On their way back, several seagulls were perched on the rocks. Chen Yang shot two of them, which made Doug think that Chen Yang and his group might be able to survive this survival competition just by shooting birds.
The outcome of this survival competition is determined by the number of survivors and their survival status, including the construction of camps and the acquisition of food.
When they returned to camp, Dong Yujue's group had already returned, and she had brought back her prey, a turkey.
Now dinner is no longer a problem; there will be enough turkey and birds for everyone. Then, Li Sen returned, bringing back a lot of conch shells.
In many survival shows, when on an island, conch is almost the staple food, which is a very painful thing. However, if conch is just a side dish, then it's perfect.
Jiang Yining also found some oxalis and a yucca.
The two girls who stayed at the camp also reinforced the shed, moved broken wood to make benches, and collected enough firewood.
When Ye Wu's group went to find food, they also collected water, and everyone handed over their empty water bottles to him.
They ate the leftovers from yesterday in the morning and didn't eat their second meal until after 3 p.m.
Jiang Yining made a soup with wild ginger, three birds, and seasonings including oxalis, yucca, and conch meat. The turkey was also roasted, but they didn't plan to eat it all at once; they hadn't decided on food for tomorrow yet.
"Want some to share?" Chen Yang asked Doug and Li Lei.
The two shook their heads repeatedly. Li Lei said, "We have a rule that we are not allowed to eat with the survivors. You guys eat first. We've already had lunch and we're not hungry yet."
Chen Yang didn't say anything more, but ate his food chatting and laughing with the others.
Doug and Li Lei simultaneously thought of the self-heating food and dried meat they had for lunch, and then looked at the hot stewed meat soup and roasted meat that these people had. Why did they feel such a big difference?
“I feel like we’re the ones who came here to suffer, while they’re here to camp,” Doug said.
Li Lei nodded in agreement, saying, "Although I knew long ago that this island was rich in resources and the chances of survival were high, this is still too easy."
After finishing their meal, everyone started looking for leaves and hay to line their mattresses; they didn't want to spend another cold night.
Similarly, the other team started laying out their mattresses around the same time.
They ate some conch and yucca today, and were lucky enough to find a coconut tree, but there wasn't much to fill them up, so they were all a bit listless.
“Cheer up, everyone. I think we’ve done a good job; at least we haven’t gone hungry. Tonight, let’s make some spears, and tomorrow we’ll go hunting and gathering, how about that?” Grena said.
"good."
"OK."
A few people responded to him, but none of them seemed particularly enthusiastic.
Grena looked at the group and shook his head inwardly. If he were alone, without this large group of burdens, he would definitely be better off. With a day's worth of water and food, and such a resource-rich environment, survival would be easy for him; he had experienced far more difficult circumstances.
Grena knew all too well why he had come to this island and the importance of morale. He could only sit by the fire, silently sharpening his spear, preparing to hunt the next day. The group needed food to boost their spirits.
They absolutely cannot lose!
(End of this chapter)
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