Chapter 3: Abandoned Beaches

Then, somewhat humiliatingly, Toyama found himself unable to remember what had happened after that violent tremor. How did you escape? What happened to the cruise? How did you end up on this beach? Although the general situation is known, the information of the most critical period is helplessly lacking - this is really fatal.

"That ......" When Toyama Yoshishi was sorting out his thoughts, the girl had already removed her cheeks from the top of Toyama Yoshi, and then although she was still a little hesitant and ashamed, she still said slowly in the tone that had been gradually familiar to Toyama Yoshi, "...... Are you alright?"

"Ah, this ......" Toyama Yi hesitated a little, he moved his limbs slightly, took a deep breath, and felt his physical condition, "Well, thanks to you, although it is still a little reluctant, but action should not be a problem." ”

"Ah, that's great. The girl smiled softly, her fingers gently flicking the hair that had stuck to Toyama's forehead because of the seawater.

Under the girl's gentle gaze, Toyama took a deep breath, then pushed his body up with his hands across the sea to the sand—the first attempt failed, but he was not discouraged. He relaxed his body again, and carefully prepared for a second attempt in the sea water that had already overflowed half of his body - he moved his hands and feet little by little, quietly confirming the specific situation of each part of his body, and then confirming the strength of the strength he could now use one by one, and mentally planning how to make this overtired and bruised body move again. Then, on a second attempt, he tentatively curled up his body little by little, and then plunged his entire right arm into the water, using his legs and right elbow as support points, keeping himself away from the girl's warm thighs, and flipped it all over - the tip of his nose touched the water, but only the tip of his nose touched the water, and his left hand was also inserted into the sand like his right hand, and his body was stopped alive outside the water. The action did not come to an end, he maintained this posture for a little rest, and then began to flip his legs, little by little, let his limbs touch the ground and kneel in the sea, feel the rising tide shaking his body, and then with the help of the buoyancy of the sea, his arms pushed hard- Such a simple action on weekdays seemed extremely difficult at this moment, but even so, Toyama Yoshishi still stubbornly stood his scarred body on the beach, even if just the action of standing made him panting, even if his body was washed by the waves at any time, but he still stood up and stood on the beach covered with all kinds of wreckage.

He took a slight breath to relieve the lack of oxygen in all corners of his body, and then first smiled a friendly smile at the girl who stood up easily, and then began to look at his surroundings.

It was a beach, as he had deduced from his senses, a beach with the water washing over his body, sand rolling under his feet, the endless blue sea in front of him, and behind him, a grove of trees swaying in the sea breeze beckoned to him—but that was all he guessed was correct, in fact, something more than he had expected made his mind flutter.

Some hermit crabs on the beach are hurriedly moving their dwellings under the influence of the tides, and not far from the sight, a sea turtle is slowly moving its huge body into the ocean, and some seabirds are shouting and sweeping down from the sky, preying on their next meal ration from the sea. For an island, these are just very rare and ordinary phenomena, and they will not cause Toyama Yoshi's shock, and the things that make his mind sway are mixed between these ordinary creatures, and he uses his hard body to construct a strange scene.

As far as the eye can see, countless wrecks are all over this beach. Among them, there are three-masted galleons that seem to have sailed out of ancient oil paintings, their broken bodies swaying weakly in the wind of the sea, there are submarines lying on their sides on a piece of coastline, the slender body of the submarine is like a broken tree trunk, broken into two sections from the middle, and even a C-47 flying transport plane, the fuselage is scattered all over the coastline, and countless broken small fragments fill the eyes of Yuan Shan Yoshi.

It's a coastline of ships and planes, and when you look at the area, it's like you've stepped into a vast museum, with a myriad of ships from all eras laid out in front of you, including sloops, cruise ships, submarines, ocean-going fishing vessels, dhows, and galleys. The four-masted battleships, all sorts of ships, were thus laid out all over the coastline, shielding their steel or solid wood shells from the daily winds, against the daily waves - and in the midst of them, there were even some planes, some of the broken wreckage that could only be distinguished by engines and signs, and thus displayed their desolation.

Or maybe it's the sadness of two young people who have strayed into it.

The number was a bit exaggerated - Toyama Yoshishi quickly realized this crucial point.

Yes, the numbers are exaggerated - in the vast Pacific Ocean, there are many starry islands, many of which have traces of human beings, and the footprints of civilization have trodden all the places they can, but most of them are in the form of occupations, not ruins and wreckage. Although there are always disasters caused by wind and waves every year, such a concentration on such a beach is unprecedented - and this is enough to prove something.

[Something is wrong. Toyama thought silently, [There are so many shipwrecked ships, just a piece of beach on a small island, there are so many wrecks, and judging from the form, most of them were caused by the huge waves directly hitting the beach--this island is probably not simple. 】

"Arnold......" The girl's hesitant voice came from his side, causing Toyama Yoshi's thoughts to be interrupted.

"Ah, sorry, a little distracted. Toyama Yoshishi came back to his senses and said to the girl, "Although we are already familiar with each other, we don't seem to have introduced ourselves yet, right?

"Gao Nike, just call me Wendy. The girl smiled and replied, "I prefer my name to my real name." ”

"Well, then just Wendy - to be honest, Wendy is much better than Gonico. Toyama nodded, "Then, Miss Wendy, let's head inland first, the tide has risen to the knees." What's more, even though it's still early morning, we can only get the essentials in advance to ensure that we wait for the rescue team to arrive. ”