I don't know how to express my feelings right now!

Even though I'm standing in the sun now, I'm in an ice cellar!

My mind began to mess up, and I even began to wonder if I was still hallucinating. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The scene in front of me gave me the creeps.

A rabbit head, lying alone beside me, the smell of blood irritating my stomach and stirring violently in it.

The blood had stained the grass underneath red, and countless small insects were lying on it and gnawing greedily.

Most of its body had disappeared, its ribs had long since disappeared, and deep tooth marks had been carved into it where the flesh was torn.

This lonely rabbit head is only a few dozen meters away from me, I don't know what kind of mentality other people are in this situation, I want to say, at this moment I am so scared that I am stupid.

Maybe ten minutes, maybe longer.

I'm just standing there.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and I realized that maybe I should find something to defend myself, even if it didn't work.

Yesterday's hallucinations had such an impact on me that I think of tigers when I see this picture now.

Fortunately, the wind blew me up a little, and my sanity began to go online.

It should be impossible for a tiger to leave this kind of rabbit, the appetite of a tiger will not leave these.

But the carnivorous beast should be undisputed.

This made all sorts of thoughts pop up in my head.

Wolf?

Leopard?

Bear?

Or some other beast I haven't seen before?

Or is there somebody on the island? He's demonstrating against me?

Thoughts are all sorts of things.

In the end, I decided to return to my shelter as soon as possible, strengthen it, and perfect it.

Picking up what I thought was a very thick branch, I began to walk towards the shelter, thinking that if I wasn't ready, I wouldn't be able to sleep today.

Luckily, the sun was shining today, but I still felt a little cold.

Yesterday was so real that I feel like a tiger is there in the woods all the time.

"Snap" is just a branch blown off by the wind.

I was taken aback.

My back was soaked in cold sweat.

Run, I started to run as hard as I could, and although my feet weren't quite healed, I couldn't take care of it at all.

The wind brushed my ears and whirred.

Finally, I arrived at the shelter, and collapsed, and I lay on the "bed" and rested for a long time, until my breathing began to slow down.

I'm going to go according to plan, the sun is starting to set in the west, and time is running out for me.

I started getting up and going into the woods, picking up any branches I could pick up.

Pick, stack, pick, stack, repeat.

Fortunately, because of the heavy flood a few days ago, many small trees were washed down in this vicinity, and I happened to drag them back, and a few of them were too heavy to be retrieved by my ability at present, so I can only keep them for later.

And then I got to work.

The slightly longer branches were evenly inserted around the "bed" by me.

I only had three fingers wide for every two spacing differences.

It's not that I don't want to plug it more densely, because I've tried, and if I plug it too densely, the branches won't be enough.

Then there are vines, and there are a lot of them.

It didn't take long for me to bring back several piles, and I wrapped them back and forth between the branches in an S-shape to hold them in place.

Luckily, these vines are thick, but they are very resilient.

I fixed a vine at the bottom of the branch, and I fixed it at the top of the branch.

There were also some extra short twigs that I inserted into the crevices of the fixed branches.

Looking at the finished fence, I was satisfied, and now my shelter has become a hut, except that there is no roof.

However, I immediately came up with an idea.

I went to find a lot of vines again, and this time I almost emptied the nearby vines.

There was definitely no more within a radius of 100 meters before.

One end of the vine was tied to a small tree that I had dragged in, and the other end was thrown onto the top of the "hut".

I threaded it through the roof and tied it to a small tree on the other side.

Both small trees were leaned against the fence by me.

Then I tied many vines over and over again, and finally, I covered it with the leaves of the coconut tree that I had received before I fell off the tree that day.

Perfect!

Although the cottage wasn't really perfect, I was very, very satisfied, at least it was like home!

I was reluctant to throw away the extra vines, so I used them to circle around the "hut" again and again.

I gave it a few gentle pushes and it was firm.

I also used the extra branches.

I stuck them diagonally "outside the hut" to keep the beasts out of their way, I thought.

As the sun sets, the sun is about to set, and the night is about to fall.

I suddenly found a problem at this time!

A very critical question!

I forgot to make the door......

I can't get in......

I want to give myself a few hard strokes!

How could such an important thing be forgotten.

There is no way, it is about to get dark, and it must be too late to make the door now.

I could only pull out one by one, pulling out the branches I had inserted into the ground.

There were a lot of rattans, and it took me a lot of effort to pull out three branches.

Finally, when it was completely dark, I went in.

The branches were messily plugged back by me.

Loose, shake.

"Hey, let's do it first. I told myself.

The fire was lit, and I began to eat dinner, the red fruit I grew tired of, and though I was tempted to eat something else, I would certainly not go at night.

"I'll look for it tomorrow. "I consoled myself.

A series of sounds of "click, click" sounded right outside my "cabin".

"Click"

I got goosebumps all over my body, and my heavy breathing made me feel stressed.

The sound kept ringing, and there was the sound of something heavy being dragged.

Fear begins to change under the stimulus of such sounds.

I'm starting to get angry!

That's right, angry! Whatever it is, come just over if you want to! Why do you keep scaring me?

As soon as anger hit my head, I became a brave man and became fearless.

I picked up the thick branches on the side, picked them open and rushed out.

"Damn" I have to swear!

Because I saw a magical scene.

There's a giant coconut crab dragging the suitcase I've picked up!

It's stealing!

It's stealing from me!

I grabbed the suitcase.

Ignore its elevated pincers.

It was covered hard, and the man jumped up again.

Poof, click.

It just became my prey.

The coconut crab tastes so delicious.

But today, I put the crab meat in the big coconut I picked up last time.

Crab stew in coconut milk!

No one could have imagined that this thing would be so delicious.

Tender, sweet, slippery and springy.

I swear it's the most delicious thing I've ever eaten in my life!