As the days passed, Blue lived alone on this deserted island, which was not very large, and in the middle of the island, it was just a small forest with few trees, with a radius of no more than a kilometer. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Huoran? Text w?w?w?.

With Ebru's physical strength and degree, in just half a day, he completely visited the desert island, and it can be seen how small the desert island is, and on the desert island, except for this grove, there are no other small animals in the activity, not a single rabbit.

On the first day, Blue was still interested.

The next day, Blue began to feel bored, and could only do basic exercises and meditation on the desert island.

On the third day, Blue was bored and began to look for something new, hoping to find something different.

On the fourth day, Blue began to feel bored.

On the fifth day, Blue began to go a little crazy, facing the endless sea in front of him, Blue leaked fiercely in the sea.

On the sixth day, Blue began to feel the slightest bit of despair.

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Today is not known how many days, in one of the coconut tree trunks, on the drawing of a straight word on the word is not followed, Blue is too lazy to make a mark, every day in addition to the normal meditation and basic exercises, Blue no longer knows what to do, the most common thing to do, is to lie under a certain coconut tree, look at the blue sky, stay quiet, when thirsty, pick the coconut on the coconut book, hungry to grab the small fish in the sea to eat.

At this time, he looked like a full savage, with his head above his shoulders, a full beard, and his originally slightly fair skin had also become dark at this time, and from the waist down, huge leaves covered him.

It's not that Blue doesn't want to escape from this island, it's hard for a good woman to cook without rice, this island is difficult to find even a stone, maybe it's because of his fixed thinking that he is deeply limited, or maybe it's because of the influence of Bab Morlorraine's memory, Blue almost forgot about his skills.

One night, Blue suddenly remembered something, don't I know how to spell?

Suddenly, all the memories of the spell reappeared in Blue's head.

"Haha, haha, haha, haha." Like a fool, Blue looked at the sparse starry sky and smirked, and a little bit of crystal could be seen in the corner of his eye.

"I'm such a fool, I can't use such a skill, it's not a fool, what is this?"

"Wind Blade." A cyan light converged on Blue's hand, and after a while, a cyan knife came to life on Blue's fingers.

"Go." Like an arm swing, this cyan knife is very dexterous in Blue's hand, and it is controlled only by thought.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa." The cyan knife flew smoothly in the air.

At this time, a thought of this came to mind, and after that, it couldn't disappear for a long time: "If only this knife could be a little bigger, wouldn't it be possible to fly like this?" ”

However, now Blue also knew that he didn't have the ability to improve the spell model of the Wind Blade at all, and it took a lot of effort to tighten this idea in his mind.

"The most important thing now is how to get out of this damn cage."

After maintaining the magic for a while, Blue could feel that his spiritual power had been consumed by one-tenth, and at the same time, he also had a deep impression of this wind blade, and the powerful spell was directly proportional to the spiritual power he consumed.

After putting away the spell of the Wind Blade, Blue entered meditation and recovered his lost mental power.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa." The sound of breaking the sky sounded in this small island, but I saw a man who looked like a wild man, wielding a cyan knife, and shuttled through the woods in the middle of the island from time to time.

Trees with thick thighs kept falling with a loud rumbling sound.

It seemed that it was almost over, so Blue dragged the trees to the periphery of the island, on the white sand, for secondary processing, and after a while, on the ground, there were leaves a thick rolling log with adult thighs, each about 2 meters long.

These logs were rolled together in a row, and there were probably more than twenty of them.

"This island doesn't have strong ropes, so what should we do?" Bru thought for a moment, and an idea came to him.

A cyan knife appeared again on his fingers, and Brusian marked the same place on each log, and it was a meticulous effort to cut three square holes in each log, less than the size of a fist.

It took a long time, and a lot of rolling logs were scrapped, and if you look down at the top of the island, you will see a circular blank area in the middle of the island.

It was Blue's masterpiece, and after several days of work, Blue's improvised raft was finally unveiled, and Blue pushed it to the surface of the sea, only to see it floating steadily.

"Not bad." A smile finally appeared on Blue's face.

Then, after picking all the coconuts from the remaining coconut book, and catching some small fish in the sea, while the weather was fine today, Blue put all the coconuts on the raft, pushed him to the sea, and after climbing on the raft, Blue began a new drifting life.

Picking up the improvised oars, Blue began to slide farther and farther away, and the shadow of the desert island grew smaller and smaller in Blue's eyes, until it finally disappeared from Blue's sight.

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On the blue sea, a huge steel ship sails through the sea, riding the wind and waves.

On the deck of the steel ship, a man in a tuxedo and sunglasses was lying on a semi-reclining chair with a leisurely expression, and behind him, a man in a black suit with no expression on his face and a straight and upright posture.

Holding a black tray in one hand and a square in the abdomen with the other, there is also a tall glass on top of the tray, the contents of which are bright red liquids, shining like ruby in the sun.

It seems that the expressionless man behind him should be the servant of the man half-lying on the chair in front, or the next person.

At this moment, the man with sunglasses got up, and the subordinate came up at the same time, bent down and lowered, while placing the tray in his hand in front of him.

The man pinched the goblet in his hand and shook it slightly, the liquid in the cup, with the gentle shaking, seemed to have some special changes, a burst of wine fragrance came out of the glass, the man sniffed slightly, and looked very enjoyable.

"Not bad." The man took a sip, then put the cup back on the tray, his right hand shaking slightly.

The man quickly understood what he meant, and his figure stepped back and turned to leave.

Enjoying the coolness of the slight sea breeze, this man was the only one on the deck of the entire huge steel cruise ship, and around the deck, there were many men who looked like black bodyguards, with their hands crossed in front.

Perhaps this is the owner of this huge ship.

Suddenly, the man sat up from his chair and removed the sunglasses he was wearing, revealing a fair, Western-style face, a golden head, a towering nose, and turquoise eyes.

I saw a hexagonal metal plate appear in the man's hand, about the size of a palm, but on this surface, it was covered with dense patterns, which looked like a strange beauty.

At this moment, a pattern on the metal plate suddenly lit up, trying to convey some message from it.

"Someone." The man suddenly gestured to the person behind him.

"Hello, little master, what is the matter?" One of the bodyguards trotted over to the man's side and said.

"Tell the sailor to change direction and head northeast."

"Yes, little master." The bodyguard trotted away.

After a while, the direction of the steel ship changed.

"Hehe, I didn't expect to be able to meet it so soon, I don't know what kind of surprise it can bring me this time?" The man stood up and walked over to the parapet on the deck, looking out at the endless sea ahead.