It is true as Hoggs said, many people equip their dogs with special backpacks, but they rarely see people with cats carrying backpacks on their cats.

But this does not mean that the cat cannot carry heavy items, at least Ron is not in it. "Meow?"

Dare to underestimate this meow?

Speeched by Lorraine's subconscious actions, but this also showed Lorraine's absolute trust - after glanced at the hat man Hoggs in unhappy, Ron used force on his shoulder and easily carried the backpack used for dogs.

However, the kitten carried a big bag, and Ron, who carried the backpack, was most of his body hidden under the backpack, revealing only four hair claws.

"Hoghes, what did you say just now?"

The wind was very strong, and he carried his big backpack onto his back. Lorraine looked up and said, "He didn't hear Hoggs clearly just now."

“…”

"nothing……"

When common sense was challenged, Hogs' eyes slid between the fat orange cat with a backpack larger than his body and Lorraine carrying a big backpack. His mouth was opened with a big open mouth slid back and forth a few times in the Adam's apple, and finally he only spit out a few words with difficulty.

Although it only took one night, since he forced a landing on this deserted island, Hoggs felt that his worldview had begun to appear cracks.

"If nothing is there, check the rope again, it's time for us to go back."

Without hearing Hoggs' previous sentence, Lorraine tightened the cable of her backpack and stood up in the strong wind.

"I've checked it, no problem."

"I hope this storm is over and my Karina is still complete."

Jumping out of the cabin, Hoggs checked the rope again, then carried his own backpack, and the two of them walked forward in the strong wind towards the shelter a hundred meters away.

"call!"

"Dong!"

After entering the shelter, he put down his heavy backpack as soon as possible. Ron immediately ran to the fire pit, stretched his waist and nestled lazily beside him.

Also next to the fire pit, the girls were using the bamboo leaves that Katherine had survived as ignition before the storm came to weaving the bamboo leaf wall.

Under Catherine's teaching, they learned very quickly. A large area of ​​bamboo leaf walls had been weaved and placed aside, waiting for the men to change them.

As for Lorraine and Hoggs who followed Ron and entered the shelter, of course they could not rest like Ron, and they had other things.

For example, changing the glass hood that Catherine used to make soup with a regular stainless steel soup pot, and preparing a hunting knife for everyone - soon, the backpack brought out of the cabin was empty, and the people in the shelter were also assigned many essential items for survival on desert islands, and even Ron was assigned a small stainless steel plate as a dining plate.

…………

The strong wind whirled from all directions, bringing the water vapor that collided with the reef into the shelter dozens of meters away.

Next to the fire pit in the shelter, Lorraine and Hoggs did the same move, shaving their beards with hunting knives.

But while shaving, Lorraine's eyes were still on the edge of the shelter that had become much empty, and Christina, who was fiddling with her cell phone, asked.

"Tina, still no signal?"

"No."

Received a positive reply again, Lorraine sighed silently, wiped the hunting knife clean on her clothes, and opened the last canned lunch meat.

Normal hurricanes usually run along the monsoon to land along the sea at a speed of several dozen kilometers per hour, and rarely pauses in a certain place. Even if they pause in a certain place, the time will not last more than three days.

But since the forced landing on this island, this damn unconventional storm has been going on for five days.

The food prepared in the shelter was originally enough for Ron and Catherine to eat the food that last week, but after adding Lorraine and her group, they immediately became very stretched.

Even the various canned foods and survival foods brought from the plane will be consumed today.

"Gulululu~"

The fresh water just obtained from the lake in the bamboo forest boiled in the soup pot. Lorraine put the chopped lunch meat into the pot. Christina also put the newly torn compressed biscuits in the side, and then the rich flavor began to spread.

"Dangdangdangdang~"

"It's time for dinner, everyone is here."

When he tapped the soup pot with a spoon, Lorraine sent a signal to eat, and then fiddled with pearls on the second floor of the shelter, teasing the two cute sisters, Hogs, who had just shaved his beard, came to the fire pit with his own stainless steel bowl, and Ron also crawled out of the grass nest next to the pile of firewood with his own stainless steel plate in his mouth.

"Catherine, Hoggs, Ron's half a spoon..."

Now is the normal rhythm that should be surviving on the deserted island - looking speechlessly at the paste of only a few small pink lunch meat on the plate, Ron looked at it for a long time before he lowered his head and licked it.

“…”

It's really unpalatable ~

The paste was unimaginably sticky and stuck to the throat as soon as it entered. It took Ron a lot of effort to swallow it.

After finally taking a few bites, Ron looked up and looked at everyone with a look of difficulty.

When Katherine, who saw Ron looking up, sat next to him, used the cover of Molly's back to scoop a large piece of paste from his bowl and throw it into Ron's plate.

“…”

Should I thank or disgust this?

With his head speechlessly, Ron shook his ears helplessly.

In such an environment, a little more food will give you more chances of survival, but why did Ron feel much more relaxed after he threw out this piece of food?

…………

"Gulululu~"

In the shelter where only light red fire lights illuminated, two emerald green light slowly lit up. As he stroked his cried belly, Ron woke up from his sleep.

So hungry ~

Stretching out of the grass nest, Ron climbed up.

He was awakened by hunger - before the storm, he ate seafood and meat every day, and had palm cores as side dishes and coconut juice as drinks, so he should not live too comfortable.

As a result, when the storm came, it was so desolate that I could only eat compressed biscuits and lunch meat, and I couldn't eat enough.

"Gulululu~"

Another loud gurgle, Ron paced back and forth in the shelter anxiously - there were some compressed cookies left in the shelter, but that was everyone's food, Ron wouldn't go to eat it secretly, and Ron didn't like it either.

In fact, what he is now considering is whether to leave the shelter and go to the beach to check it out.

Go, don't go, go, don't go...

"Gulululu~"

The strong wind outside the shelter could be heard clearly even through the bamboo leaf wall, but another protest from his stomach penetrated Ron's bottom line and made him make a decision.

go!

At worst, you can be blown away by the wind, which is better than starving to death!

Driven by appetite, Ron carefully came to the back of the firewood pile and moved a stone away. Since Lorraine came, Ron, who felt deeply inconvenient to move, dug a small hole behind the firewood pile, for secret actions, usually covered with stones.
Chapter completed!