Clear sky, floating a few white clouds, Carlos five people sailing on the deep blue sea, bringing up pieces of white splashes, endless blue and white, no matter how good the scenery is for several days, it will also produce visual fatigue, not to mention that the two people who are still awake at the moment are not in the mood to appreciate.

"Saw an island! Is it there? ”

The motorboat dragged the two boats for 20 minutes, and Amin, who was in the lead, finally saw a different color, and he felt that if he stayed up for another 10 minutes, no, only 5 minutes, the boundless sea could directly crush him.

He remembered again that the boxing master had told him that his heart was not firm enough.

"No, further east."

Turning obediently, Amin silently looked at the islands that passed him.

"Isn't this bad? It's quite big, and there are a lot of trees on the island. ”

"At worst, if Poppy can't take us before the storm, it means we're stuck on the island. The next island is about the same size as this one, but it is surrounded by the sea on three sides, and one side has a cut wall, just enough to keep out most storms. On top of that, the island has supply houses for far-sea fishermen, with boats passing through on a regular basis. ”

Although the cycle is a bit long.

There is no need to sue the Middle Easterners at this point.

By the way, show love to the M3 system again! The map feature is great!

Now there is only one problem left in front of us. How to survive while waiting for rescue. Although relying on the accumulation of daily life, Carlos has a lot of fruits and vegetables snacks that can be eaten forever.

Especially when he was preparing for the sea, he had the attribute of group goods, and he even brushed a lot of food stores and bought four large boxes of delicious things online.

But without exposing the system, there is only a limit to what he can come up with. Any more would raise suspicions.

And at sea, what is the most important thing?

Fresh water.

How fresh water is produced on the island is key. Sighing silently, Carlos never doubted that they would be able to return to the United States safely. What century is it now, the children of the United Kingdom, the United States, and the Middle East have been lost in the territorial waters of Brazil, and as long as the news is broken, there are more people to save them.

It's just that the cup meets the storm on the sea, and no matter how fast the search and rescue is, you have to wait for the storm to pass.

Not only did he comfort himself, but he also persuaded the Middle Easterners.

By the way, I also show my love, I used to like to watch survival shows, and I was so good!

After another 20 minutes, the five of them finally managed to reach the scheduled island before the motorboat ran out of gas. Looking at the Middle Eastern man with a saved face, Carlos thought to himself, even if he really ran out of gas, it didn't matter, he had several cans in his list. Although not enough to get back to Venus, it was more than enough to reach the island.

Thanks again to the system for giving him a sense of confidence.

The two of them carried Jacob and them to the shade of the tree twice, and Carlos took off their tight swimming trunks and bathing suits respectively, changed into loose clothes, and rubbed their bodies with the few ice cubes in the fish box to cool them down.

As for the opportunity to undress the goddess, if it was not Amin who was sober, but Jacob, maybe he would have fought with Carlos. It's a pity that the innocent Middle Easterners really can't do this, so it's better to leave it to the nominal brother of the goddess who promises not to take advantage of the goddess.

Middle Easterners don't dare to take their eyes off the motorboats, for fear of seeing something that will make their nosebleeds wildly. Quietly in the scorching sun, he dragged the jet ski, the boat, and the rubber boat full of luggage into the woods on the edge of the beach, and tied them firmly with the rope provided by Carlos.

"Amin, can you get me a thick trunk? It doesn't have to be too long! ”

"Good!"

On this island where communication is basically based on roaring, Amin responded loudly and adaptively, picked up the 20cm diameter tree trunk at his feet and ran in the direction of Carlos.

"Is this okay?"

"Very suitable, a great help! Put their feet on the trunk, and I'll get some towels. ”

A few towels were found out of a large pile of luggage, and the sea water and ice were soaked, twisted and dried and covered the forehead and body of the American girl.

Learning Carlos's movements, Amin also took care of Jacob and Tom. From time to time, he looked at a small piece of roof beam peeking out from under the cut wall in the distance.

"Why don't you take them to the fishermen's house?"

"Don't worry, I haven't been there, I don't know what the situation is, maybe it's not ventilated here, wait another half an hour, they should also wake up, let's sort out the existing things first."

With the Middle Easterners, Carlos walked into the woods and began to remove the luggage from the dinghy, and with Amin's cooperation, he used a rope to tie the dinghy face up between several trees, and then turned out a large bag of plastic sheeting from his bag, unfolded it, and tied the corners of the trunk to a nearby branch with a rope.

From time to time during the work, the three people lying down were observed through the branches.

"If the storm comes, it's useless to just block the top of the dinghy, and it's okay if it gets wet, right?"

"You think this plastic shed is for rain protection?"

He looked at the Middle Easterner with a strange expression.

"Isn't it?"

"It must not, it's for rainwater, find me a few stones."

The plastic sheet was spread half a meter directly above the rubber boat, and Carlos used a knife to make a palm-sized opening in the center, wrapped the stone handed over by Amin in a plastic bag, and then hung it near the plastic sheet opening with a rope, so that the whole shed would automatically sink to the center due to the gravity of the stone.

"This is similar to the principle of the funnel, when the heavy rain begins, the unfolded plastic shed can receive rainwater in a large area, and then flow directly into the rubber boat from the central leak along the hanging stones, and then we find some banana leaves and stones to cover the rubber boat tightly, just leave an opening to receive water, this is the fresh water resources for the next few days."

The Middle Easterners suddenly realized.

Since Carlos was adamant that he would not be allowed to go alone, and that the three lying men would not be out of sight until the fresh water equipment was ready, neither of them could go to the fisherman's hut to investigate, but could only honestly find some dead branches and tree trunks nearby and pile them together to use as fuel for the night.

Watching the Middle Eastern man walk back and forth with a heavy expression on his shoulder, Carlos went to the pile of clothes that the three had taken off, felt Tom's camera, checked it, and pressed start.

Holding the camera in one hand, he filmed the messy scene.

"The Island Survival Challenge has officially begun, this is not a drill, this is not a drill, this is not a drill, the important thing is said three times, for some reason, the five of us are trapped on a small island in the Brazilian sea, waiting to be rescued."

Amin, who had been silently moving things, turned his head to look at Carlos.

"What are you doing?"

"Now I can still stand on the beach soberly, in addition to me, there is also this boxing reserve from the Middle East, and the other three members are unfortunately suffering from heat stroke while drifting in the sea."

Without answering Amin, Carlos turned the camera to the three people lying in a row, and his tone was unhurried.

"First of all, our little red, the American sweetheart from New York State, knelt under the scorching Brazilian sun, then, our noble Jewish young master, still knelt, and finally, the future photographer who was supposed to carry the camera, still knelt."

After a few seconds of filming for each of the three of them, Carlos took the camera to scan the nearby geography, and finally the camera landed on the multi-function watch on his wrist.

"Today is December 12, 2006, 3:21 p.m., the temperature is 32°, the wind direction is not clear, the humidity is not clear, but in less than four hours, there will be a strong sea storm hitting this sea area, of course, including our small island, in order to wait for the rescue team safely, we have made certain preparations, including rubbing some fresh water in this storm."

Approaching the dinghy, Carlos gave him a rough explanation of his freshwater device.

"Hey, Carlos! They're awake! ”

"Okay, let's go back and see the poor little friend."

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The American girl and Tom woke up almost at the same time, just as Amin was changing their towels. Listening to Carlos explain the current situation in detail, although the two of them panicked at first, they both quickly calmed down.

A big reason is that Carlos's expression is very relaxed, completely different from the Middle Eastern man who died of his father and mother.

Jacob is still not awake, but his temperature has dropped to normal, and Carlos, after examining both the American and Tom, decides to leave the American to take care of Jacob, and he goes to the Fisherman's Cottage with the Middle East and Tom to investigate.

"I should have switched things up with Audrey!"

Tom thinks that it is too inappropriate to leave only one lady to take care of the sleeping Jacob, and that if something happens, it will be dangerous for both of them. He brought it up, and Carlos and the Middle Easterner glanced at Tom in unison.

"Don't worry, you can't beat Audrey with five. You're just a weak photographer for you. ”

Carlos shoved the camera back into Tom's hand and strode ahead.

"Little~Teacher~Brother~ Hurry up."

it! Friends!

Although there are all kinds of complaints in his heart, Tom still dutifully raises the camera and follows the two of them, and it is still very emotional to do a survival special.

These broad-hearted guys are convinced of Carlos's statement that "he can definitely be saved, and he should be on a survival show now".

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"How did you get past the security check with this big knife!"

FROM THE CAMERA, CARLOS CAN BE SEEN USING A 40CM OPEN-MOUNTAIN-KNIFE TO CONSTANTLY SPLIT THE BRANCHES THAT STAND IN THE WAY, AND TOM IS FULL OF BLACK LINES. The Middle Easterner, who was also holding an axe as a murder weapon, looked back sympathetically, and his tone did not contain any discrimination.

"Bought locally in Brazil."

What is the subtext, Tom said he doesn't want to know at all.

"There's a banana over there, Amin, you're taller, grab that big purple bud and pull it down."

Putting down the axe, the Middle East obediently walked under the banana tree, and with a slight jump and pull, the four or five layers of bananas that were full of growth were pulled down, and the whole banana tree was tossed and bent.

Carlos stepped forward quickly, raised his hand and slashed at the stem.

"Damn, it's so heavy!"

Staggering and clutching the whole bunch of bananas, the Middle East exclaimed.

"The skin is still green, not ripe."

"Roast it in the fire with the skin, and it is said that it tastes similar to that of potatoes and can be eaten."

Touching Tom's dog's head, Carlos motioned for Amin to leave the banana on the side of the road first and get it later when he returned.

Perhaps because it is at sea, the climate is relatively dry, there are not too many mosquitoes and insects on the island, and it is not particularly uncomfortable to go deep into the woods. Although there was no obvious trail, the trio managed to reach the fisherman's hut by cutting along the road.

Looking at this simple wooden shed built under the cliff, about 30cm above the ground, a simple door, a pair of windows without glass and no obstruction, and even the scenery on the opposite side can be seen from the wooden cracks that are not tightly assembled.

"At least a roof and four walls, we should be satisfied, otherwise we will have to lie on the beach. Let's go, go inside and have a look. ”

Comforting his friends, Carlos was still the first to walk up the small staircase made of tree trunks.

The squeak-squeak-s

When you open the hidden door, you will see a simple room of 8 or 9 tsubo. A wooden bed that barely had a rectangular shape, which must have been moved from somewhere else. There are about three adults lying on it.

There are several clay pots under the bed, and the Middle East people open them to check, one can of flour, two cans of fresh water, there is no musty smell, it seems to be edible. I felt more at ease, and sure enough, I told Carlos that this was a small island where people stayed regularly.

In the center of the house there is a simple stove made of cement. An iron hook hanging from the roof of the house can be hung on a pot to hang on the fire.

In the corner on the other side was a large plastic bag, and when I lifted it and looked inside, it was a blanket.

The equipment is complete, enough for life.

"It tastes so weird!"

Tom pinched his nose and held up the camera to give a close-up of the room.

"Open the door and fix it, and ventilate it for half an hour."

Carlos was happy with the cabin.

"Alright, let's clean up briefly, let's go back to Audrey."

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Amin carried Jacob to the front, American and Carlos carried all their luggage in the middle, Tom followed with a camera at the end, and by the way, he took the bunch of bananas with him halfway, and the group walked through the sun-dappled forest path to the Fisherman's Hut.

The freshly cut leaves and branches of the trees give off a fresh scent, mixed with the sea breeze and sunshine, and evolve into a pleasant aroma. Except for Jacob, who had not yet woken up, the expressions on the faces of the four of them were tinged with a hint of excitement.

Away from school, away from civilization, away from parents, and unrestrained survival games with familiar friends, there is a particularly exciting feeling.

Jacob was carefully placed in the shade outside the hut, while Tom took the camera, while the American girl turned out a large folded plastic sheet and cut it with a knife. After comparing his weights, Carlos carefully climbed up to the roof along the wooden wall, while Armin raised his hands under him to do safety work.

There will be wind and rain at night, only relying on the current hut, squatting in the house is estimated to be soaking wet, so Carlos planned to wrap the herringbone roof with plastic sheeting, found a stable place to squat, lowered his left hand to take the plastic sheet handed by Amin, Carlos held a nail gun in his right hand, and "snapped" the plastic sheet perfectly nailed to the inside of the eaves.

So, why doesn't anyone complain about the appearance of this kind of nail gun for carpentry?

A must-have list for fans!

When the entire roof is sealed, even the system body will not be able to hold it, and there will be no clouds in the clear sky, and there will be no storm in a few hours. Anyway, Carlos was sunburned, and the T-shirt on his body was wet with sweat, sticky against his back, very uncomfortable. Wiping the sweat from his palms on his pants, Carlos slid down with a wooden post.

At this time, the interior of the wooden house has been cleaned up by the American girl, and the bare windows are also properly and simply covered, at least there will be no splashing in the wind and rain. Jacob was also carried into the house to cool off.

"Great work! Drink some water. ”

He took the water bottle that Tom handed him and took a sip. The hot throat gets temporary relief.

"Let's go in first, the sun is too fierce, and when I'm up there, I see a heat wave all around."

The two walked into the wooden house quickly, only to see the American girl holding a paper fan to fan Jacob who was lying on the bed, and the Middle Eastern man had his back to the door, and the whole person was kneeling on the stove, because his back was blocked, neither of them could see what he was doing. All I heard was the screeching sound of metal scraping back and forth.

Carlos slapped his back, which was also wet with sweat.

"What kind of bad things are Xiao~Shi~Brother~ doing?"

The Middle Easterner was so frightened by the sudden movement that he threw himself forward, but fortunately Carlos was quick and grabbed him by the collar.

"Damn, don't you see! I'm making a fire! ”

Innocent and frightened Middle Easterners held up lighters and glared angrily.

Carlos looked at his face flushed seriously, the sweat on his forehead flowed directly into the thick eyebrows of the Middle Easterner, and even the eyelashes were still covered with crystal liquid, and the clothes on his chest were also completely wet, and the muscles on both arms were bulging.

"This one was so hard, I only scratched it for a few minutes, and my fingers couldn't stand it. Amin has been scraping for almost half an hour! ”

The American girl on the side also raised her red finger at Carlos.

Indeed, this obviously decorative lighter, which Carlos had also seen, was used as a key accessory by Middle Easterners, and was about the same length as the tail finger.

"It's hard for you."

Carlos rubbed the Middle Easterner's head with a look of regret. Don't wait for the other party to make a shy expression. Carlos simply threw down the words that made the Middle Easterners petrified.

"I have a lighter."

Since going ashore, he has changed his clothes for sun protection, Carlos directly covered up through his trouser pocket, took out a lighter from his hand-held list, and hit it directly in front of the stunned three.

As if disgusted that the blow was not strong enough, Carlos went to the corner where the luggage was stacked, and took out four or five different types of lighters and lighters directly from his bag.

"It's all said, my backpack is a jingle treasure bag, next time I'm looking for something, ask me if I have it first, do you know? Fools. ”