After taking a shower and cleaning the wound. Sitting on the beach, he began to figure out what to do next.

It's already afternoon, and I have to prepare wood and vines to make a raft, so I'll have to collect them later. In addition, prepare the appropriate food. For food, there are many small snails by the river, and there should be small fish on the side of the rocky pile where the water flow is slower.

So I'm going to get some fish and snails first, and then pick some wild fruits when I go up the mountain to pick up wood.

After thinking about it, I came to the rocky side, where the water flow was strong near the river, and there were many shallow inlets with slow currents near the river. If you look at it, you can see a lot of small fish coming in and out under the stones.

Monkeys are no strangers to fishing, and according to the experience learned in the village, just pick up a stone and throw it at the stone in the water, so that the fish hiding under the stone will be immediately stunned.

Then he picked up the stones one by one and threw them at the stones in the repulse bay, and there was a sound of crashing.

After throwing more than a dozen stones in a row, he went to the place where the stones hit to check, and sure enough, he was not disappointed, and many small fish navels were floating white.

His little body hurriedly got busy by the river, and he threw the fainted small fish to the beach, and for a while the shore was full of small fish he thrown. When he returned to the beach after being busy, he didn't care about the little fish, and just let the sun shine.

I ran upstream again, and after a while, I picked up a bunch of small snails and came back. The snail doesn't run, and it is effortless to pick it up. After sitting and resting for a while, after wiping the sweat from his head, he began to run up the hill again.

After a while, a piece of wood with rotting skin was dragged down by him. I put my hand on the beach, and then ran back and forth to the beach and the mountain. When I went up the mountain, I picked a lot of wild fruits, and I originally wanted to save them for tomorrow, but I found that it was really difficult to take them without a bag, so I ate them all as much as I could. When my mouth was so sore that my teeth were about to fall out, I left the mountain and returned to the beach with cheerful steps and humming a song.

When he returned after a busy day, he found that the sun had completely set, and the night had begun to cover the land.

The monkey hurriedly strung the small dried fish that had been half dried in the vine and set aside several skewers in a row. Then he began to be busy on the beach, forming a row of logs in the night light, and carefully tying them up with vines one by one.

The raft was very difficult to make, he had no experience or tools, he could only twist the vines into hemp rope with his hands, At this time, his little hands were already full of scars, and the wounds from the previous injuries were not healed, and now the flesh and blood were blurred.

However, the monkey did not have time to pay attention to this, and rarely cried because of the injury when he was a child. It's not that it doesn't hurt, but there is no one to talk to, and no one can comfort you when you cry. Over time, I rarely cried because of myself.

Before I knew it, the moon had risen overhead. He had just tied the raft up.

After tying up, he sat down on the raft and rested, and then he looked around.

All he could see was the sandy beach, and the woods and grass a little farther away were pitch black, and he felt like he was being swallowed up. There are a lot of sounds in the woods now, and there are all kinds of sounds. But also quiet, no big noise, only whispering.

Without flint, he couldn't light a fire. So he didn't dare to fall asleep, holding a sharpened wooden stick in his hand, which gave him a little sense of security. While knocking on the small snail to eat, he vigilantly observed the surroundings, hoping not to encounter any fierce beasts, if he encountered a huge beast, he had to quickly push the raft and run.

After staying for a while, he had already finished eating, and after stopping his mouth, he felt a little sleepy more and more when he sat quietly, and he almost dozed off several times, he was afraid that he would be attacked by fierce beasts after falling asleep, so he simply stood, thinking that even if he fell asleep, he would definitely fall to the ground, and the ground was full of pebbles and silly sand, which would definitely hurt him and wake him up.

After letting go of his worries, his eyelids were still very heavy, and he barely opened one eye and closed one eye while standing, and after a while, the other eye began to be sleepy and slowly covered, and his body shook twice and then stopped shaking.

He still underestimated himself, and he could fall asleep standing on his own.

As he slept, he was clubbed like a statue, and then a trace of demonic energy began to emerge from his head.