Both of them were covered in sticky bodily fluids, some of which had dried, while others remained sticky in place.
Yi Mu's obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness was awakened again. He remembered that before he completely lost his mind, Suo Yanghe had turned into a dragon.
Well, in a future where technology is so advanced, it wouldn't be surprising if ancient artifacts appeared.
The torrential rain lasted for three days and three nights until morning, when the estrus cycle of the Emu was completely over. After the rain stopped, the island was submerged by one-third.
Yi Mu's body looked as if it had been crushed by a truck, making it difficult for him to move. Suo Yanghe used his coat to wipe him down briefly before preparing to dress him.
Suddenly, Yi Mu had a whimsical idea and asked Suo Yanghe like a curious child, "Can you conjure water?"
Suo Yanghe paused, trying to find an expression on his face other than curiosity.
Unfortunately, no, Yi Mu was simply curious about the question.
Suo Yanghe did not erase Yi Mu's memory because he wanted the two of them to be honest with each other in the future.
He was prepared to explain, but Yi Mu only asked such a trivial and insensitive question.
Suo Yanghe was surprised by Yi Mu's reaction, "Aren't you afraid of me?"
Yi Mu calmly replied, "You don't have horns on your head, why would I be afraid of you?"
Suo Yanghe didn't know whether to be pleasantly surprised or terrified; Yi Mu's mental fortitude seemed stronger than ever before.
His teammate—no, his lover—who he had spent a week with day and night, suddenly turned into a dragon. His reaction was completely unexpected to Suo Yanghe.
However, he could answer Yi Mu's question.
Small ripples of water rose from his palm as Suoyanghe poured the water onto Yimu's body.
The cave was dark and gloomy. Yi Mu shivered from the cold and casually complained, "Isn't there any hot water?"
Suo Yanghe was amused by him, "You think I'm a heater, and can control the water temperature at will?"
It was clearly written in Yi Mu's eyes, wasn't it?
Suo Yanghe found him adorably innocent and couldn't help but hug and kiss him again.
He helped Yimu get dressed, moved the large rock blocking the entrance to the cave, and then carried Yimu into the sunlight.
Under the blazing sun, Suo Yanghe inhaled the scent in the air.
The smell of seawater, blood, and decay.
He closed his eyes and sensed the life on the island.
There are fewer than fifteen people left. Several members of the HX team have weak vital signs, but they are still alive.
Everyone gathered in one place, the same place where they had caught fish before.
Suoyanghe let Yimu sunbathe on the soft grass. He jumped into the sea and easily caught a large, long eel.
Conger eels have delicate flesh and few bones; when grilled, the fish becomes incredibly fragrant.
Imu's physical recovery ability is quite good; he was able to stand up and walk with difficulty after just one morning.
His main concern was for his teammates, as Suo Yanghe said their vital signs were very weak.
Yi Mu was worried that if they arrived too late, their teammates might encounter some mishap.
On the island, there were thirteen people in total: Lian Yimu Suoyanghe, the HX team members, the girl and her family of three, plus the surviving Barrett and Kazuma.
Today is the eleventh day since we landed on the island.
The two arrived at a rare flat area on the island.
I hadn't noticed before, but there used to be a wooden lid on that flat ground.
They should all be downstairs.
Suo Yanghe and Yi Mu walked over, not in a hurry to go down, and listened for a while at the cave entrance.
There were sounds of English conversations, Barrett's loud voice, and a man's gentle voice.
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