The light patterns on the spar had completely dissipated, but Duan Mo was still staring at his wrist and didn't say a word.

What had just happened was completely beyond his comprehension, and he began to doubt the world in front of him.

But at the moment, the "blueprints" in his mind are real. He only had to think about it for a moment, and the whole method of making those things would come to mind - before that, he was just an ordinary office worker who didn't know how to make any narcotics and stimulants.

Duan Mo picked at the spar hard, but it had already embedded in Duan Mo's flesh and blood, trembling with Duan Mo's pulse, and it couldn't be taken off at all.

Ever since he woke up on the isolated island, Duan Mo had always had a feeling that someone had been watching him, and now facing this spar, Duan Mo's feeling was getting stronger and stronger.

The island is by no means natural – no other ecosystem has such a large number of predators, and it is impossible for species to live millions of years apart at the same time.

He knew that no one could give him an answer, and if he wanted to find the truth, he would have to try to live.

There were so many things that happened that night, and Duan Mo's nerves were a little numb.

"We'll go back at dawn and rest for a while. Duan Mo said in a low voice.

Zhu Xingxing nodded, curled up like a cat, and closed his eyes. She was first chased and killed by the emperor crocodile, and then cried hysterically, coupled with the shock brought by the mysterious spar, now her psychology and physiology have reached the limit.

The rain seemed to be a little lighter, but Duan Mo didn't care anymore, there was no part of his body that was dry. The night on the isolated island was very cold, and when the adrenaline rush was gone, his frozen teeth were shivering.

Zhu Xingxing's condition was even worse, she had raindrops hanging from her eyelashes, curling up desperately but to no avail. She only ate some offal that was discarded by Duan Mo at night, and that little calorie had been consumed in a blink of an eye.

Duan Mo sighed, approached Zhu Xingxing, and hugged her in his arms.

Zhu Xingxing felt the warmth on Duan Mo's body, and while muttering, he drilled into his arms.

Duan Mo smiled bitterly, "It seems that the situation is not too bad. ”

If it had been before, such a beautiful and lovely girl would not have taken the initiative to stick to him.

The two snuggled tightly and finally got through this cold night. When the sun came up, the emperor crocodile was nowhere to be found.

Zhu Xingxing slept soundly in Duan Mo's arms, but Duan Mo didn't close his eyes all night. He carefully inspected his surroundings and made sure that after the emperor crocodile left, he shook Zhu Xingxing awake.

Zhu Xingxing muttered, as if he had some kind of sweet dream—maybe he was dreaming of something delicious. But when she opened her eyes and saw Duan Mo in front of her, she quickly came to her senses.

"Where's the emperor crocodile?" she rolled over and got up, looking around warily.

"It's gone. Duan Mo stretched his numb limbs and jumped off the rock, then stretched out his hands and motioned for Zhu Xingxing to jump down.

The injury on Zhu Xingxing's leg was still serious, she moved her body a little, and then jumped into Duan Mo's arms. Duan Mo gently placed her on the ground, and then stopped talking. His brow furrowed, as if he was thinking about something serious.

His sanity told him that it was time for Zhu Xingxing to leave.

Now that the Emperor Crocodile had been found in this vicinity, Duan Mo naturally couldn't continue to live here, he had to find another hiding place. And with a wounded little girl, he couldn't do anything.

He had to get rid of this burden, or no one would want to live.

Zhu Xingxing looked around and made sure that the terrible crocodile had really left, and asked, "What should we do now?"

"Listen, little girl. Duan Mo said solemnly: "You should know that my situation is not much better than yours, and I can't continue to be with you." I've lost my shelter, I don't have any extra food, and I don't have any medicine to treat your injuries, and if you follow me, you can only die. ”

Zhu Xingxing was silent, she understood that what Duan Mo said was completely correct, she had an injury on her leg and was unable to move, so she couldn't bring any benefits to Duan Mo at all, she would only consume food in vain, and anyone would choose to abandon her in this situation.

The only thing she has is her body, but the man in front of her doesn't look like the kind of person who thinks with his lower body.

However, without Duan Mo, she may not be able to survive even a day.

In the face of death, dignity is worthless.

Therefore, when Duan Mo turned around and walked away, Zhu Xingxing still chose to follow. However, she didn't dare to get too close, for fear that Duan Mo would kill her in anger, so she had to follow far behind.

Duan Mo sighed and pretended not to see anything.

It's not that he's too ruthless, it's that this terrifying island can't tolerate any kindness at all.

Duan Mo quickly found his thatched hut - of course, it was now in ruins. The massive body of the emperor crocodile easily crushed it, turning it into a ground of thatch.

Duan Mo didn't feel too distressed, he actually had a plan to move out in his heart for a long time - the beach was barren in resources, there was a lack of food, and the only advantage was safety. But with the advent of the emperor crocodile, even this only advantage is gone.

He silently searched the ruins for something to use, packed up animal skins, thatch, and some fibers, and carried them on his back. The body of the Dilophosaurus was long gone, apparently eaten by the Emperor Crocodile.

Losing the only food made Duan Mo even more determined to drive Zhu Xingxing away.

"Even if you follow me, I won't be soft-hearted!" Duan Mo shouted behind him, then packed up his only belongings and walked in the other direction.

Not far to the west of the thatched huts is a wide river, and after crossing the large river, it enters the forest. Tall kapok trees and conifers grow everywhere, and the forest is dotted with rocks, and if you continue a little further, you will see a small lake.

The terrain around the lake is gentle, and there is soft sand everywhere, and Duan Mo already had plans to settle here when he passed by here a few days ago.

The proximity to the lake naturally means that you don't have to worry about fresh water, and there are a small number of harmless freshwater fish in the lake, which can slightly relieve the pressure on food. Not far from the lake is the forest, which can provide Duan Mo with a lot of wood, and the forest is overgrown with ferns, which also allows Duan Mo to collect enough berries and fiber.

Best of all, there aren't too many carnivores around - it's still on the edge of the forest, and it's only infested with the jaws and diplods, which are as gentle as angels compared to the emperor crocodile.

Duan Mo quickly found a flat terrain on the sand by the lake, which was dry and fine, so that Duan Mo did not have to worry about mosquito bites—even ants and dragonflies on this island can grow to the size of a fist, and they are surprisingly poisonous.

As the sun rises, the forest gets hotter.

There's no sea breeze to cool down, and once it's around 10 a.m., it's unusually hot. The temperature difference between day and night on this ghost island can reach 20 degrees Celsius, and in some places even 30 degrees.

Duan Mo was already sweating profusely before he could do anything, but only a few hours ago, he was still shivering from the cold. He put down his pitiful "possessions" and wandered in the sand, trying to find a suitable stone.

After the attack of the emperor crocodile, Duan Mo deeply realized that it was unrealistic to build a house with a thatched house, and he had to find a stronger material - this material was wood.

Duan Mo had also considered finding a cave to shelter, just like Robinson had been doing - but first, he had been active on the seashore and had never found a cave, and even if he found a cave, Duan Mo did not dare to live there, and on this extremely harsh island, Duan Mo had reason to believe that every cave was full of bugs.

Therefore, Duan Mo would rather go to the hard work of cutting down trees and building a fortification little by little, rather than live in a place that might be dangerous.

Cutting down trees requires tools.

Duan Mo circled around the sand twice, and soon found a triangular rock, which he polished a little and brought it with him. Next, he picked some fern leaves. The fibers of these prehistoric plants were very thick, making them ideal for weaving straw ropes. Finally, he cut some sticks and tied the polished stones to them with straw ropes, and finally made a stone axe.

This axe was extremely shabby, but it was better than nothing, Duan Mo carried it to the woods not far from the lake, only to find that Zhu Xingxing had disappeared.

"Finally gone......" Duan Mo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he couldn't bear to see his kind die in front of him.

The wood of trees in the tropics is generally very brittle, and after Duan Mo cut the tree out of a loop, he only needed to kick hard to bring down a big tree, which invisibly reduced a lot of workload.

However, the construction of a strong fortification was a huge undertaking – at least forty kapok trees would have to be cut down.

His stone axe was so rudimentary that it would not take long for it to wear out and be unusable, and he had to remake it, which greatly slowed down the efficiency of his work. Therefore, after calculation, Duan Mo found that he might need to work for seven days in a row to build a satisfactory house.

In the meantime, how can we solve the food problem?

Duan Mo's physical exertion was so rapid that he needed more food than usual to replenish his calories, and it seemed difficult to maintain it just by picking berries.

Sure enough, when Duan Mo cut down the fifth kapok tree, the feeling of hunger was already very obvious.

He wiped the sweat from his head, walked to the lake, plunged into the cool water, and drank it in a big gulp. The heat and exhaustion were draining his willpower all the time, and he would never last seven days without supplies.

Duan Mo suddenly realized that he didn't seem to want Zhu Xingxing to leave—although she couldn't help much, she could still collect some berries.

Duan Mo drank enough water, and his body temperature dropped rapidly, he knelt on the sand, staring blankly at the lake, slowly recovering his strength.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed a strange light reflected on the surface of the lake.