Chapter 4: The Outer Perimeter of the Jungle

After leaving the beach that was about to be flooded by the rising tides, Toyama Yoshishi and Wendy made their way towards the interior of the island together, although the body that he was proud of on weekdays could no longer be his support in a short period of time, he still gritted his teeth and walked in front of Wendy, relying on a rusted iron pipe that he picked up to support his tired body.

It took a long time to walk, and during that time, neither of them uttered a word—not only because of the awkwardness of what was happening on the beach, but also because Toyama had no time to say anything else, but the pestle of the iron pipe to keep going without falling down had already made him feel the painful signals from all corners of his body. And maybe it's because of his tranquil personality, or because of his gentle temperament, he sees through the stubbornness of Yuan Shan Yoshi, and the girl just keeps a calm face, walking behind him slowly and quietly.

But there is always an end to the road, and it wasn't an aimless wandering around - just as his legs were about to reach their limit, Toyama finally found a clearing at the edge of the island's woods.

As if someone had deliberately planted them outside the woods, four not-so-tall tropical trees were isolated not far from the perimeter of the woods, not far apart, just enough to set up a simple tent that barely sheltered two people from the wind and rain. And compared to other places along the way, the terrain there is just relatively high, and this little difference in height can bring you a lot of convenience in the wild.

There may be other places on this island that are more suitable for setting up camp, but as far as the current situation is concerned, Toyama Yoshishi knows very well that he will not be able to support himself until the time when he finds it again, so he stopped his steps, took a few deep breaths with the iron pipe, and then turned his head to look at Wendy and said, "Miss Wendy?"

"Mr. Toyama doesn't need to be so polite, just call me Wendy. Wendy smiled gently.

"Well, I don't like red tape either, and since you say that, then I'm going to go with the flow. Toyama nodded—although his breathing was still a little heavy, he still straightened his waist and stood on the beach, "But for the other thing, please call me by my first name, I don't dare to use honorific titles or anything, Wendy." He accentuated his tone with the last two words to show emphasis.

"May I ask what's the matter, Toyama?" the two of them looked at each other and smiled, and then, as if ignoring the words, Wendy asked.

"I think it's a good place up front, on higher ground, off the coast, not in the woods, and four big trees that will allow us to quickly set up a humble camp sheltered from the elements. Toyama pointed to the spot in the middle of the picture and said, "There is nothing around to obstruct our view, we can easily see the ships moving on the sea, if there is a route near this island, we only need to prepare a fire nearby that can be lit at any time, and throw in some artificial objects that can emit a lot of black smoke, we can create enough clues to attract the other party's attention." ”

"Hmm......" Wendy squinted at the place where Toyama was pointing, then shook her head with a smile, "I'm not like Toyama, you have experience in the wild, so it's good for you to decide this kind of thing, I trust you." ”

"That's great. Yuan Shan Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and then his body sank, although he was still holding the iron pipe in his hands, his legs could no longer support the weight of his body, and the whole person fell to the ground. He raised his head and smiled bitterly at Wendy, "It's really funny, it looks like my body needs to rest for a while, but I'll find a way to start a fire here first, so I'm a little embarrassed, can I ask you to find some food?" ”

"You've done enough. Wendy smiled gently, there was not only a gentle aura in that smile, but also some inexplicable meaning, she shook her head at Yuanshan Yi, and then walked to his side, helped him up, and let him use his own strength to approach the camp location in the photo, "Although I have no experience in the wild, but at least I have not been injured by Yuanshan you, so let me do such a small thing as collecting food." With that, she brought Yuanshan Yoshishi to the edge of one of the trees, and helped him sit down against the tree, "God loves the world, but the world needs to love itself first, so take a good rest, Yuanshan." With that, she turned and left.

Looking at Wendy's departing figure, Yuanshan Yoshishi was speechless for a long time, until the other party disappeared into a corner, he sighed leisurely, and then said with a smile, "If there are really those gods and Buddhas in the three feet above their heads, then they are busy enough to deal with prayer business every day." ”

After a short rest, Toyama unfastened his belt - well, don't get me wrong, he didn't want to go to the toilet or do something else, he just took off the belt buckle, and then pulled out a metal stick the thickness of a finger from it, and tied it back again. He put the metal stick under his nose and sniffed, then nodded, and began to look around.

It was about the same as what he had observed at first, the place was a good place to set up a camp, and the natural conditions were abundant, but he was not looking at it again, he was looking for something else, which was not far from him, so he moved his body a little, and he got a lot—some dry palm leaves and coconut shells. Both are very suitable materials, both in terms of flammability and burn continuity, and both can be said to be very readily available and suitable on the island.

So he first dug a small pit in the beach with an iron pipe and his hands, put the palm leaves and coconut shells he found in it, and then took out some of the outer hairs of the coconut shells, and rubbed them in the palm of his hand until they all turned into wisps of flammable velvet, then he stood up and felt the direction of the wind, blocked the direction of the wind with his body, and finally took a deep breath and held his breath. He placed the lighter in the velvet, then took the iron pipe and rubbed it against the lighter with its rust-rubbed appearance—and the sparks began to burst out from where the two met, and one of the sparks fell on the velvet, and a tiny flame was born. Yuan Shan Yi gently picked up the fire velvet, wrapped the flame in it, and then little by little, carefully cared for the tiny flame.

The light of fire was born from his hands.