This time there was no more seawater rushing into my mouth, and as I got closer and closer to the float floating on the surface, my speed began to increase, and I was very nervous about the danger lurking in the sea, and I was still worried that there would be an unexpected danger.

I was very careful with my swim this section, because I was afraid that the sound of myself slapping the water would attract sharks or crocodiles.

The floats were so close at hand, and the excitement made me throw my fear out of the clouds in a short time, and in just a few minutes, I was able to get the floats and drag them back to shore.

When I finally got it, I was relieved and grabbed the fishing net that connected all the floats.

"Damn!" "Damn!" as I turned my head and kicked away, a weight from the fishing net sent me to sink into the sea, but fortunately I was able to breathe in time, and I didn't take a big sip of water like I had at the beginning, and my nose was not washed into the water.

But this time it scared me almost out of my mind, and I immediately kicked my feet quickly so that I could rush out of the sea as quickly as possible and breathe freely. For a moment my mind went blank.

When my head came out of the water, my first reaction was that I had underestimated the size of the net, which was probably a huge net, and if that was the case, it would have been impossible to pull the net with what I had just done.

You have to swim slowly with the net to drag the heavy net back.

But now I'm a little worried, a little unsure. This sudden and unexpected situation completely disrupted the original plan. I'm starting to feel tired now, and I'm pretty sure if I swam back to shore alone, but now that I'm going to have to drag this huge and heavy net back to shore, I'm not sure.

Whether it is a gamble of "reluctant children can't trap wolves", or "Mingzhe to protect himself" and turn back directly, I am very hesitant.

Midacom may have seen my strange movements from afar, and was now shouting loudly on the shore, but the wind was blowing towards the island, and the sound of the waves made it impossible for me to hear what he was shouting, and of course it didn't matter what he said, and it didn't help.

It's up to me to make the decision now, and these things have helped us a lot to leave, and I don't want to give up, so in the end I chose to take them with me instead of leaving alone.

As I expected, the net was indeed a large piece, probably placed in the sea by a large fishing boat, and perhaps the pendant hanging on the bottom fell off for some reason, so the whole piece of the net floated here.

The attraction of so many floats is so great that it is basically impossible to get so many floats on a regular basis. And they also have very few substitutes, one might even say that they are pitiful.

The plastic foam floating on the surface of the sea is not intact at all, it has been destroyed by the waves, and it is of no great use at all. But these floats are different, they are strong, buoyant and durable. Having them at the time of escape is equivalent to one more chance. So after a brief consideration, I didn't hesitate to take the risk and continue to bring them back.

Dragging these nets forward is very slow, even extremely slow, but I really can't do anything about it.

To get back to the coast with them, I'd have to spend at least four or five times longer than when I came, and of course time isn't a big problem, the biggest problem is stamina.

Although it was in the sea, the temperature had completely risen, and the blazing sun made the top of my head hot, and my forehead was full of sweat, even flowing into my eyes.

I'd love to wipe it off, because the sweat was so sour in my eyes, but I'm pulling the net with one hand and sliding forward with the other, and I can't get my hands out of it.

Of course, if you want to wipe it, you can't do it, but if you do it, you have to stop. And to be honest, I'm feeling tired now, and I'm worried that once I stop, I'll be even more tired.

This is not my own random speculation, but my own experience during this time, every time I stop to rest, I no longer have the strength to stand up and move forward, which is why I dare not stop and wipe my sweat now.

People are like this, they still have the strength to move further, but when they think of resting, this feeling of exhaustion will swarm in, constantly depleting this original physical strength.

Finally, with my own perseverance, I dragged this huge fishing net for a half-way swim, and I was a little surprised that I was able to swim so far.

However, now that I really don't have much energy left, I began to find a way to rest on these floats, and the most troublesome thing is that these floats are not all tied together, but very scattered. So even if I hold a few floats, it's impossible for me to hold them to rest.

But luckily, I was able to find four floats that were connected together, and they gave me some buoyancy, so that I could stand in the water with them in my arms and rest for a while.

Slowly shaking my feet and trying to make my body stand upright in the sea as much as possible, I could feel my strength recovering, and of course this could be self-hypnosis. As long as I am given some more rest, I should be able to swim to the shore in one go.

After another thirty minutes or so, I also felt that I was almost rested, and I kicked my legs, ready to adjust my posture and swim towards the shore!

Unexpectedly, when I kicked it, it was a coincidence that one foot stepped into the hole in the fishing net, and I pumped hard, but to no avail, my foot was stuck in the fishing net.

I lost my balance all at once, and this sudden disaster made me choke on a mouthful of seawater again, this time a big mouthful! Although I vomited immediately, the strong stimulation made me cough violently, but immediately my head was immersed in the seawater, and I couldn't cough it out at all, and this uncomfortable feeling was indescribable.

If you don't get this stuck foot out quickly, it's probably going to be over. But this time, even I didn't know why, I was very calm, I didn't kick my legs, and I didn't struggle desperately.

Because I know very well that if I do that, I am likely to make myself more and more entangled, which will lead me to a more dangerous situation.

I'm sinking into the sea now, my whole body is arched, and now I'm going to see how my feet are and find a way to pull them out.

The feeling of opening my eyes in the sea was extremely uncomfortable, like being poured into my eyes by a basin of condensed tears, but I could only endure it in silence. Thankfully, I have now seen the case of that foot being entangled.