What is terror?

Terror is an indelible instinct engraved in the genes of the human body, darkness, thunder, loud noises......

For Jiang Mo at this time, the horror was to raise his head.

The sky on the ocean is far wider than it seems anywhere else, and even if you look straight ahead, the sky can occupy half of a person's field of vision.

The magnificent sky with clear skies, with its incomparable beauty over and over again, stirred the hearts of countless people who went to sea.

After all, for species on Earth, the sky is the biggest thing that can be observed, and it is also the most shocking.

Similarly.

The sky is also the most terrifying.

Thundered.

Typhoons swept across the oceans.

The dark black clouds that spread all over the sky rolled, pressing down like the sky was falling, and the whole heaven and earth seemed to collapse, with a loud bang, thunder, and a fierce wind.

"Typhoon. ”

Jiang Mo raised his head, his body trembling instinctively.

Every thunder roar, every black cloud rolling, made him feel incomparably small, as humble as dust.

This is an act of God.

Humans have existed since before the dawn of life, and natural disasters that can easily ravage humanity.

"In the fifth year of the Yuan Dynasty, on the first day of the seventh month, there was a strong wind, the roof tiles were flying, the sea was overflowing, the tide was four or five zhang high, killing people and livestock, and the house was bad, and the population was more than 17,000. 』

"In the twenty-third year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty, on the first day of the seventh month, a hurricane swept sand and pulled out trees, drifted away in three states, and 1,700 families were buried in the belly of the fish. Chongming was wiped out along the sand house, and the people drowned seven or eight out of ten. More than 20,000 people drowned in Songjiang Prefecture. 』

"In the nineteenth year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty, on the eighteenth day of the seventh month, a hurricane, the sea overflowed, the water was four or five feet high, thousands of houses were floated, more than 20,000 people died, and six animals were not counted. 』

"In the thirty-fifth year of the Kangxi reign of the Qing Dynasty, on the first day of the sixth month, there was a strong wind and tide, and the torrential rain was like a note, and the second watch was a tsunami, and the tide was mighty and rushed into the coast for hundreds of miles. The water level of Baoshan is higher than that of Chengzhang Xu; Jiading, Chongming, Wusong, Chuansha, and Zhelin 89th Regiment and other places have drifted thousands of feet of sea ponds and drowned more than 100,000 people. 』

"In the seventh year of Guangxu in the Qing Dynasty, the typhoon hit Shanghai from the third to the fifth day of the seventh month of the leap month. Many ships in the Huangpu River and Wusongkou were sunk, many corpses were recovered, and coffins were sold short. 』

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Now, on the isolated island, there are only two people, Jiang Mo and Sun Li.

In the face of a relentless natural disaster.

"It's over. Sun Li buried her head in her knees and squatted in the corner of the shed with her legs crossed.

"I ...... Grass"

Jiang Mo lowered his head and took a deep breath, now there were only two words that could make him quickly regain his composure.

Thundered.

The thunderbolt struck a nearby tree, causing a flurry of sparks and lightning.

Bang la blah.

Raindrops the size of beans fell.

"Sun Li, Sun Li. Jiang Mo pushed the girl, "Let's go, there is still hope, if the aftermath of a typhoon can kill all the animals on the island, then this is already an isolated island when we float here, so there must be a place on the island to hide from the storm!"

"But ......" Sun Li raised her head and tears flowed: "The rescue team will not come, after the typhoon, no one will think that there are still survivors, the rescue team will not come again, we are doomed to not go back, it is better to end like this......"

"Sun Li!" Jiang Mo shouted vigorously: "There is no rescue team, there may be passing ships, don't despair easily, live well, one day we will definitely be saved!"

"I ......" she was stunned and wiped her tears, "I don't really have long to live, if I miss this operation, ......"

Thundered~~

The explosion thunder sounded at this moment, covering the words behind her.

She lowered her head, reached into her pocket, and took out a photo: "Jiang Mo, promise me, if you are saved, give it to that person......"

Without waiting for Jiang Mo to react, she stuffed the photo into Jiang Mo's pocket, and then cheered up: "I'm fine, let's go, bring the necessary things, and soon the tide will flood here." ”

As soon as the words fell.

It was as if 10,000 engines were humming at the same time.

From far to near, in an instant.

The storm howled violently, and in an instant, their carefully built small house was uprooted, and the strong wind destroyed everything.

Jiang Mo, who was lying on the ground, tried his best to open his eyes, this base that had been in operation for ten days was ...... Simply disappear, nothing left.

Whether it's tools, food, or a small shed...... Next door toilet with hangers, showers, wooden poles with hanging tools......

"I bought it with my life, thief. Jiang Mo clenched his fists.

Every tool, every thing, is poured into the unimaginable effort of others.

Gan! It should be taken from heaven and earth and returned to heaven and earth.

But one day, Lao Tzu will take it back again, take it all back!

"Don't look at it, pull me tight and don't separate. Sun Li wiped her face again, not knowing if it was tears or rain, or both.

The two supported each other and hunched their bodies towards the island.

The storm is still blowing.

The waves rise and fall.

The tide rose at a very fast speed, and the place where the base had been set up was quickly flooded, and the flood chased them up, as if they would not give up until they caught up.

Dark clouds completely obscured the sky, not at night, only lightning from time to time illuminated the way ahead.

"Are we going to die?" Sun Li glanced back, a little desperate.

"The last one asked me that, I told her, I don't know if you die or not, but I certainly won't die, you know what, I can actually start over indefinitely, so I eat so many poisonous weeds and still be alive. ”

"Then you are even more unlucky than me, completely trapped on this island. She shouted.

"No, I can go back to the timeline on the plane, maybe I should learn to fly the plane so we don't have to end up on a desert island. ”

Jiang Mo sincerely felt that the first ending was in the wrong direction...... The forced landing at sea is really unreliable, but ...... Flying an airplane is even more unreliable.

In the darkness, the two of them tripped over the vines together and fell to a ball.

"Then why did you die so many times...... You're a masochist?!" she simply lay on the ground, screaming as if venting.

Compared to the pressure behind you, the psychological pressure is just as great.

"Because I have what I want to die a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand times. Jiang Mo tried his best to get up and stretched out his hand towards the girl: "What about you, you have it too." ”

“……”

Sun Li held the outstretched hand and shed tears: "Mine has been handed over to you, you have to live well, you must live with my share......"

"I will, I'm a person, and if I promise others, I will definitely do it as my own. ”

The two men held each other and continued to stagger towards the center of the island.

Countless times I have tripped and fallen, countless times I have been blocked by bushes, countless times I have been caught up by the raging waters, rolled up and slapped on the ground.

Finally.

The two climbed a steep slope.

Countless animals in front of them, wolves, deer, and wild boars, were safe with each other, and they were all running in one direction.

There was a huge old tree, surrounded by dozens of people, but it was broken by the waist, and only the lower half of the trunk remained.