"Don't be angry~ We don't have anything else to do, after all, we've lived together on a desert island for so long, can't we give you a ride?" I said with a smile.

Eric's face twitched, and he wondered if my "giving him a ride" meant anything else.

"I don't need to!"

Eric walked forward with his luggage on his shoulders, not intending to continue the conversation with me.

"Hey, hey, we didn't mean anything else this time, just to make some suggestions. This wooden boat of yours doesn't seem to work!"

I think if I directly asked him how the big ship sank, I guess this guy wouldn't answer me directly, but fortunately I went around in circles with him.

"What? My wooden boat, I don't know if it's going to work, I don't need you to worry about it!" said Eric, though he was stubborn, but he stopped.

"I went back and looked at the design drawings you gave, and your design drawings are not very comprehensive, and there is still one thing missing!"

Eric laughed as he heard this.

"Damn, don't bewitch the crowd here, I bought this design from the shipyard of the big ship at the time, how can there be a problem!"

"That's not sure, isn't the big boat you bought from the same family stranded on the beach, but this little wooden boat can't be said either!" I snorted.

Eric was suspicious of his own wooden boat.

"What do you think we're missing?"

Eric was silent for a while, but he couldn't think of any flaws, so he turned back to me.

"I don't dare to say it, I'm not a designer, if something happens in the future, you can't hack me to death!" I quickly waved my hand and refused.

"Don't talk about pulling down, wait for death on the island!"

Cheng Meng shouted at me unremittingly, and then Eric followed Cheng Meng as well.

I laughed a little, put my hands behind my head, and walked back to myself, "Oh, how can this ship go far without sails?

The three of us turned and walked away, and Eric stopped alone and thought for a moment.

"Qin Ming, you wait!"

I turned my head lazily: "We won't stay any longer, what you are leaving is to see you off, see if you still don't believe it!"

"I believe it, hehe, tell me what's going on with that sail?"

I'm afraid even children know about this kind of thing, right?

Modern ships have long since run out of sails, after all, they are powered by electricity.

But don't forget that the people in our post-90s area have folded paper boats by themselves, and we will all tacitly fold a sail directly on it.

When I was a child, it is estimated that many people in the city did not play, but children in the countryside would build their own boats and play.

If it rains heavily in the countryside, we would dig a small ditch in the river, build our own paper boats, and watch it sail into the distance.

At that time, in addition to hollowing out the middle of the paper boat, we also had to make a sail on it.

The role of the sail is naturally to move forward with the power of the wind.

Eric's plan for this wooden ship does have a bug.

After all, in modern society, how can there still be the design drawings of the previous hand-sliding wooden boats.

Eric is really opportunistic when it comes to shipbuilding, and I went back last night and looked at the blueprint and found out that it was originally a blueprint with an electric motor.

On this desert island where there is no gutter oil, let alone gasoline and diesel, it is impossible for Eric to build a wooden boat that relies on electric motors.

Last night I noticed a lot of oars in the cabin, presumably they were trying to paddle.

So they naturally lack a huge canvas, and when they are resting, they rely on the wind to move forward, saving time and effort.

"Sails are useful, and if you believe me, make a longer pole, don't you have a canvas, and you can design a sail yourself." ”

Eric thought about it and felt that I didn't mean to mess with him when I said this, so he lowered his head and said a few words to Cheng Meng, and this guy picked up Eric's luggage and ran towards the wooden boat.

Eric couldn't stop looking behind me when Cheng Meng left, after all, he really didn't expect the whole of our personnel to be dispatched last night, and he thought that there would be an ambush today.

This guy's mind is really meticulous enough.

"Your big ship is really unreliable, what is it that caused it to run aground?"

Seeing Eric's face improve slightly, I asked tentatively.

This can be regarded as a favor for him, the sails are very labor-saving, if they don't pretend, they are tired and tired all day long, and they don't know how many lifetimes it will take to get to the mainland.

"Storm!" Eric said with a frown, and didn't go any further.

I guessed it in my heart.

But this is also a bit illogical, after all, since we came to the desert island, only when we were in the cave had a heavy rain, the rest of the time it was light rain, and we really didn't encounter the same level of storm as when we were killed before.

And Eric, they turned out to be in the storm.

Is this a coincidence?

Or is it because of some other unknown geographical reason?

Or is it like the Bermuda Triangle we talked about earlier, where the magnetic fields meet?

"I always thought that the storm was very strange, after all, it was a sunny day when we were still at sea, but within ten minutes the clouds were thick and the rain began to fall!"

Eric added as he reflected on the scene.

Well......

It's the same sight we had at the time!

It's just that their ship is big, so it hasn't been overturned into the sea, and the people are still on board when they run aground.

Our yacht was so big at the time, and it was lucky that it wasn't killed by the yacht that was blown by the waves.

And what puzzles me the most is that they all have the same landing sites as us, and this result is more likely to be the reason for the Earth's magnetic field.

Could it be that there is a magnetic field underneath this island, which can attract small and light objects???

Damn, it's all on the triboelectric power of junior high school physics......

After all, if a magnet is placed on the west side, it will only suck all the pure iron to the west, not to the south and north.

But why are they able to row and come and go freely with the strange people they encountered at sea before?

We were able to row out when we went around the island before, and we didn't get sucked back!

All the doubts formed a mess in my mind, and I scratched my head a little irritably.

It seems that the sea is not so peaceful.

Relatively speaking, the land is relatively safe, at least we have not encountered any extremely bad weather until we have landed on the island!

"You're still here? You didn't come to me to talk to me about the sails, did you?"

"Of course not, we said we're here to see you off, and since you don't like us, we're leaving!" I waved my hand and headed for Eric's big ship.

"I said, do you want your big ship after you're gone?" I asked Eric abruptly.

"Don't do it!"

Eric was a little impatient, and I was happy to be idle, so I beckoned directly, and then the three of us walked towards Eric's big ship.

As I turned around, Eric smirked.

My ears are very sensitive.

Looking back at Eric in the distance, if my guess was correct, my previous idea of building a wooden boat might have been Nanke's dream.