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So many blows, and they didn't let me fall.

I have a lot of things to do today, Xiao Hei is much better, the wound has begun to scab, this kind of penetrating wound is most afraid of not being able to heal, the most afraid of infection.

Now the pus and blood are no longer overflowing, and there is a faint layer of clear liquid at the wound.

It made my worries go down a lot.

Today I came to the beach for the first time, I have to do something, I need salt!

I couldn't eat salt, and I felt like my appetite had dropped a lot.

Salt isn't easy to come by, so I'm going to try another method.

Salt drying!

The beach by the sea doesn't dry in the sun, I know that, even if I dig a hole, it won't take long to seep through, and besides, I can't go to the sand to pick salt.

I walked around the beach for a long time, walked around several rocks, but none of them qualify.

I can only keep looking.

I was already far from the beach and finally found a spot on a seaside rock that met my requirements perfectly.

It's a pit that's about 80 square meters. Not very deep, no more than eighty centimeters at its deepest.

I also looked around the pit carefully, and there were no holes.

Very good, just a bit big, this place is almost twenty meters from the sea, not very far away.

But I know that if I want to get the seawater here, I'm going to have to put in a lot of time and energy.

Fortunately, I don't lack these two things, and I have to stick to what I decide, no matter how difficult it is.

The two large plastic bottles I picked up have become my main water transport tools, and these two bottles are the largest I have, almost five liters each.

It's noon, the sun is poisonous, and I have drunk one-fifth of the two bottles of fresh water tied to the rattan on my body, and the sweat is not worth the money.

The first time the water fell, bursts of heat came out of the stone pit, and many bubbles bubbled, and as the sea water flowed, more than half of the nearly ten liters of sea water quickly evaporated.

I noticed that the edge of the beach had evaporated and dried up, revealing a white stain.

I walked over and dipped my finger in it, put it on the tip of my tongue and licked it, well, salty.

This discovery gave me a hearten, or at least hopeful, and let me know that it wasn't in vain.

As long as I work hard and bring in more water as soon as possible, at least it will be enough for my life.

Again and again, I went back and forth to the beach and the stone pit, and although it was hot, I was still full of confidence.

The sea water evaporated much faster than I delivered, and after so many trips, only a small watermark was left in the crater.

The pit had already been scorched by the scorching sun, and it was so large that I realized now that it would take me many days to fill it at my rate.

I need a bigger container.

But, I didn't!

Yes, now there is a trace of chagrin in my heart.

However, I forgot something particularly serious......

I started feeling dizzy, nauseated, and wanted to vomit.

Yes, I forgot to rest, I forgot the scorching sun, I forgot the message from my body.

In fact, my skin was already burned, and my hair felt like it was about to burn.

I'm suffering from heat stroke!

Before I could react, the food that was still digesting in my stomach was already rushing up my throat.

I "wow" and threw up.

As a result, as soon as I looked down, a wave of vertigo hit me, and I fell down in front of my eyes.

Still, luck struck, my head hit the rock, and yes, I woke up again.

I could feel the pain in my forehead, the blood running from my forehead to the corners of my eyes, but I didn't care about it at all because the vomit got stuck in my trachea and almost suffocated me.

I rolled over with all my strength and lay on my side.

"Ahem" Finally, the "perpetrator" was coughed out by me, and in an instant, the kind oxygen began to circulate in my body again, and I was lucky to escape from the capture of death again.

However, I was not completely out of danger, for I began to feel violently uncomfortable, my stomach was churning, my skin was starting to get hotter, and my mind was starting to get bigger.

I have to say that my desire to survive is very strong, and this is the only thing I have relied on to survive until now.

It's a bit of a distance from the coconut groves, and I'm not sure I'll be able to get there.

So I made my decision in a very short time!

Go to the sea! That's right, go to the sea to cool down!

I've had heat stroke many times before, so I know exactly what to do if I have a heat stroke.

Lower body temperature and hydrate!

Now, I have only one way, go into the sea, hide by that reef by the sea, escape the direct sunlight, and let my body temperature drop as soon as possible.

It took me a long time to brace myself and take a step towards the beach.

Heavy, laborious, every step was accompanied by my cow-like wheezing, the oxygen I got with every breath was completely unable to keep up with my needs, and every foot required me to breathe in several times.

Several times, I thought I was about to collapse, almost unable to hold on, but in the end my body only shook a few times, and I held on and did not fall.

Of course, if I fall, I don't think I'll have the strength to get up.

"It's almost here, if you hold on, you'll be in the sea soon!" I kept persuading myself in my heart, trying my best to convince myself.

My whole body has no strength, my head is splitting, my mouth is dry, my throat is like fire, my strength is all supported by my will, I can't disperse, I can't relax, I can't give up.

There should be five steps left, and I feel like my blood is boiling.

With four steps left, my eyes began to blur.

With three steps left, I was almost suffocating, I couldn't breathe, and even though my mouth was wide open, I still couldn't feel the fresh air entering.

There are two steps left, I can! I must be able to, I don't feel anything, my facial features seem to have lost their function.

One last step, I finally did it!

The moment I stepped into the water, my whole body went limp.

Liberated, saved, comfortable, able to breathe, cool......

All sorts of positive sensations came flooding back, and I lay on my back in the water beside the reef, letting the waves wash me.

Without a trace of strength, I felt like a red-hot iron rod suddenly thrown into the cold water, and although there was no sizzling sound, all the pores of my body began to close, locking in the water that had been badly lost in my body.

I was sleepy, I felt it on the first day I came.

But I reminded myself that I couldn't sleep, and that if I did, I would probably die, maybe drown, maybe freeze, maybe die of dehydration, and I had to rehydrate as soon as possible, and it was salt water......

Carelessness is the greatest danger......