After taking a couple of steps, she worried that the tide would carry the tree trunk away, so to be on the safe side, she turned back and used an iron rod to move the trunk further in through the water. Only after confirming that the tide could not reach the trunk did she return to the house.
When she reached the house door, the giant eagle was still sleeping by the pond. On a whim, she said to the giant eagle, "If you won't take me, I'll go by myself."
The giant eagle squinted, not even glancing at her.
She went back inside, sat on the sofa, and used a hairdryer to dry her hair and clothes. Halfway through, she felt a sharp pain in her palms. When she opened her hands, she found that both palms were blistered.
She got iodine and a sterilized needle from the pharmacy and popped the blister. She applied the iodine and then wrapped her hand with gauze to bandage it.
I slept until noon the next day. I got up, ate something quickly, and went out to start sawing trees again.
This time, the efficiency was much lower than yesterday. My hands hurt, and I couldn't grip the saw blade tightly, so I could only saw slowly. There was a period when I couldn't see anything no matter what I did. After repeated investigation, I found that the teeth of the saw blade were worn down, so I replaced it with a new saw blade.
It took her a whole day to saw the tree down. When the tree fell, her hands were trembling so badly she could barely hold her water glass.
During her break, she did some calculations with a pen.
To build her ideal raft, four meters long and four meters wide, she would have to cut down at least twenty palm trees.
"Oh my god, it takes a whole day to saw one tree, and with twenty trees already, it'll be almost the end of October." She held her head in her hands in frustration. "And that doesn't even include other things. This is going to kill me."
She grumbled and decided to reduce the workload to fifteen trees. This would make the raft four meters long and three meters wide, a bit narrow, but not a big deal.
By mid-October, all the tree trunks were finally ready. The next step was to tie them together with wire, a task that could be easily done with pliers.
One thing that comforted her was that it seemed the mainland hadn't sent any more ships. This eased her heavy feeling of guilt.
After twisting the raft together with wire, she added several long planks horizontally and nailed them into the tree trunks with large nails to ensure that the raft would not fall apart in the sea.
During this time, she worked tirelessly building the raft, neglecting her health. After the raft was initially completed, she rested for a full day and night, but when she woke up, she still felt exhausted and weak in her limbs.
I have a bad feeling; I've lost a lot of weight compared to usual. This is the result of the continuous loss of vital substances.
She first weighed herself on the scale. She had always felt that she ate too much meat and needed to lose weight, but now she had really lost weight thoroughly, weighing less than 40 kilograms, and her thighs were so thin that the outline of her bones was visible.
When she saw herself in the mirror, she almost fainted.
Was that woman with high cheekbones, sunken cheeks, and a bloodless face really herself?
To give an analogy, my current state is probably similar to that of someone in a ghost story whose life force has been drained.
She stared blankly for a while, then put the mirror away in the apartment, resolutely picked up the saw, and walked out of the room.
There's still over a month left; there's no time for self-pity.
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