"Azhu..."

Minhai took off the helmet of the protective suit, looked at Ah Zhu with an expression that didn't know what to say, and said.

Ah Zhu hugged Min Hai all of a sudden, and all kinds of emotions surged up in an instant.

"Minhai, I'm sorry! I shouldn't have been so willful and came to this island alone, I'm sorry."

As she talked, A-Zhu almost shed tears.

Minhai patted her quilt comfortingly and said, "Stop talking about this, Azhu, we have to leave here quickly."

Azhu: "Okay..."

"A-Zhu." Minhai stared at A-Zhu and said, "I have something very important to tell you. I know you came to Misty Island to find your sister and mother, but the news I got is that, they

Died many years ago."

Azhu's pupils contracted and returned to normal: "Is that so? I understand."

At least, she still has Minhai.

This man risked his life to find him.

Minhai stood up: "Let's go."

Azhu: "Yeah..."

Then, Minhai introduced Ah Zhu to the Ten Thousand Yuan Strap Man who was still wearing protective clothing.

When he learned that Wan Yuan was a co-worker of Min Hai but was worried about Min Hai's safety and followed Min Hai to find him, Azhu was also moved and thanked him repeatedly.

As for the strap-on weirdo, he took 5,000 yuan from A-Zhu, and he had previously planned to kill A-Zhu for money, so A-Zhu still has a bad impression of him.

Seeing that they were done, Wan Yuan stepped forward and said, "Ah Zhu has been found. Let's go back to the ship and leave Misty Island now."

Minhai nodded and nodded.

…

…

Everyone came to the beach, and there was no danger along the way.

There is still thick fog rolling by the seaside.

Minhai looked at the sinking ship with an unhappy expression.

"Now that they've demolished our ship! A bunch of lunatics!"

Wan Yuan: "Go and look for it nearby. If there are no other boats, you can only make a wooden boat yourself. It's not very far from the port. If you go in the right direction, you can get there in just half a day."

Then, Wan Yuan looked at the sky and planned to check the time.

However, the fog was so thick that I couldn't see it at all.

So Wan Yuan took out his phone and looked at it. Well, it was already night, but since he came to this island, he has no concept of day and night.

It's already night, Wan Yuan is still a human being, and a lot of things have happened today, so fatigue is inevitable, so...

"It's already dark. Let's find a place to rest. We'll make plans tomorrow. I still have a pack of self-heating hot pot and two packs of instant noodles in my bag. Let's just eat together and leave tomorrow."

Several people agreed.

As for a place to rest...

Wan Yuan looked at the strapping weirdo, who nodded repeatedly.

Start leading the way.

After a while, Wan Yuan and the others came to a dilapidated small temple.

In the center of the temple, a huge Buddha statue fell to the ground, and its head rolled to the corner next to it.

Here everyone took off their protective clothing and put down the weapons they had snatched from the believers.

A bloody ax was the same one that Minhai had just used to kill someone.

A pitchfork is a long-handled weapon and belongs to the strapping weirdo, but now it belongs to Azhu, because the strapping weirdo really has no fighting ability.

Wan Yuan's own is a sickle, not the god of death's, but the kind used to cut leeks.

Wan Yuan does not believe in Buddhism, so he has no feelings about what is happening in the temple.

Instead, he tore down the still intact curtain and divided it into several parts, one for each person, and planned to make do with it tonight.

For this reason, the ruined temple became even more ruined.

Then, Wan Yuan took out his own self-heating hot pot, two bags of instant noodles, and a small camping pot.

Although Wan Yuan is not an outdoor enthusiast, he has prepared everything except weapons for this adventure.

There is even a cross flint of the same style as Mr. Pei on his neck.

As for weapons, the enemy provided them with them.

However, he only prepared one pair of chopsticks and no alcohol stove for camping, so he could only use firewood.

After all, I didn't expect to actually camp in the wild when I set out, so it was just an emergency at most.

Wan Yuan, who had learned his lesson, remembered that he must bring weapons next time. This time it was because the strap-on weirdo was too weak that he was not allowed to succeed. What if Tyson planned to kidnap him next time?

Therefore, it is best to bring a gun next time you go camping. After all, if it is really Tyson, Wan Yuan feels that the knife is not safe.

Wan Yuan's mind has broadened again. What if the person who kidnapped him is Yan Shuangying? Is the gun not safe?

Then, there was an explosion of ideas worth tens of thousands of dollars.

By the time he came to his senses, Minhai and the others had already gathered firewood, set up the pots, and fetched water from the sea, and were waiting for the ten thousand yuan flint to start the fire.

After all, Wan Yuan brought such a complete set of things, Minhai and Azhu couldn't let Wan Yuan do anything again.

times ~ times ~

Wan Yuan lay on the ground and struck the flint twice. Although sparks were produced, the fire was not ignited.

It seemed that making a fire was not as simple as he thought.

At this time, Wan Yuan thought of Mr. Bei's survival show, which said that if you want to make a fire, it is best to have some flammable materials. Wan Yuan forgot which flammable materials, but there should be cotton.

However, Azhu's coat that Minhai picked up earlier has long since disappeared.

Therefore, they had to find ways to find flammable materials to make a fire.

Min Hai, who had never camped before, said he would give it a try.

So Wan Yuan gave the flint and steel to Min Hai and watched Min Hai hammering at the firewood pile. He hoped that Min Hai could successfully light the fire, but also hoped that Min Hai would not be able to raise the fire.

If they could light a fire, they would be able to eat smoothly, but at the same time, it would also prove that Wan Yuan himself was a waste and could not light a fire even with flint and steel.

wrong.

Wan Yuan suddenly thought of something.

【I am a waste to begin with...】

Thinking like this, Wan Yuan suddenly felt relaxed and lay down on the spot, waiting for Minhai to light the fire.

Wan Yuan, who was lying on the ground, looked at the sparks flying from the flint and felt as if he had forgotten something.

…

…

For a long time, Minhai looked at the small hot pot and instant noodles being cooked and was speechless.

The fire was not made by Minhai, but by Wan Yuan who suddenly took out a lighter after Minhai had been studying how to make fire for a long time.

It is said that this lighter was given as a gift for buying flint for 10,000 yuan, but maybe because of the strong camping atmosphere and the fact that I don’t smoke for 10,000 yuan, I forgot that there was a lighter in my backpack.

According to Wan Yuan, because he only had one meal today, his stomach began to growl with hunger, and then he remembered that there was a lighter in his backpack.

Minhai wouldn't be angry with Wan Yuan, because if it weren't for Wan Yuan, they wouldn't even be able to get this meal.

However, this did not prevent him from feeling speechless.

So at this moment, Wan Yuan's image in Minhai's mind is that he is very reliable at critical times, but very unreliable at ordinary times!

While the small hotpot was cooking, Wan Yuan shared his thoughts on killing with everyone.

Minhai, who originally had no feelings about killing people to save others, glanced at the ax he had just used to chop people.

Gudong.

Minhai swallowed.
Chapter completed!