More than half a month has passed, and the materials for making the raft have been prepared. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 At this time, Ansu keenly sensed the change in the climate.

Noticeably the nights are getting longer and the days are getting shorter, and Ansu used to go out of the camp to hunt when the sun first came out, but recently she followed her biological clock and woke up at night. The sky was clouded, the celestial bodies that had been clearly visible were hidden in the clouds, and the sea had lost its light and became a dark and dreary patch, except for the plants in the forest. There used to be about 12 hours of daylight, but now it is decreasing day by day.

There was a little more chill in the wind, and the previously lively forest was a little deserted, and there was an extra layer of fallen leaves on the ground overnight. Ansu looked at the three traps she had dug earlier, covered with dead leaves. Still no prey was caught, An Su's heart sank, it had been five days, which was very unusual.

Back at the camp, Ansu saw the wild fruits left behind by the monkeys, from juicy fruits to nuts and now rhizomes that were clearly dug out of the mud, the change of fruit implied the change of seasons. Fortunately, Ansu has prepared for a rainy day, and now she has a shed of bacon jerky and a shed of firewood, so she doesn't have to worry about eating and drinking for the time being, but Ansu doesn't know how long the change of seasons will last, and she has to plan for the worst.

Animals on land don't suddenly put on their wings and fly somewhere else, there must be some way. Ansu then kept an eye on the monkeys' every move, and after a few days, the monkeys were in action. They reluctantly squeaked and shouted at the camp for a while, as if urging Ansu to set off together, but after a long time of seeing Ansu come out, the old monkey led the young monkey away, not knowing that there was a black shadow tightly behind him.

The monkeys head south to Rock Turtle Beach, where many animals are already waiting next to the beach, filling the entire beach. Strangely, predators and predators are together and unharmed. They stand together on the seashore, constantly looking out to sea, not knowing what they are waiting for.

Is there really anything to pick them up? Ansu thought

Around noon, the water at Rock Turtle Beach suddenly and rapidly decreased, and the water receded in both directions, revealing a gravel road that zigzagged and winded its way to the islands further south. As soon as the road in the middle of the sea appeared, all kinds of animals rushed up, hissing and roaring. In the shallow waters on both sides of the road, exotic sea iguanas lurk in and out of the water, waiting for an opportunity to drag some weak animals into the water to feast, and the clear water is constantly splashing with blood. The road is not wide enough, the number of animals is large, and from time to time there are people who are squeezed into the sea, and the alien sea iguanas are enjoying this gluttonous feast.

It turns out that they migrated to the south by the way the sea appeared at low tide, so it is no wonder that there are so many fewer of them. There must be something in the south that attracts them, otherwise there would be no mass migration. At this weather rate, it should be colder in the future, possibly below freezing. Food will also be scarce. Animals migrate south at this time because the south provides them with heat and food. If the weather gets very cold in the future, the south can give them a chance to live.

Ansu wanted to go with her to see what was going on in the south, but before she could get a few hundred meters, the sea suddenly surged up again, and the road was instantly submerged. Those animals that run slower can only be swallowed by the ocean. Ansu had no choice but to retreat, frowning and looking at the churning water, the road appeared in only about twenty minutes, once he did not reach the southern island within twenty minutes, he could only be buried at the bottom of the sea. Looking at the southern island where only a few black dots could be seen, Ansu calculated that only by reaching the speed of a broad-hoofed deer could he reach the southern island with complete certainty. However, the congested roads and the alien sea iguanas that were eyeing each other undoubtedly made it take longer to pass. Only by doing our best can we fight for a glimmer of life.

Not all animals make it to the southern islands in time, and a considerable number of animals are still stranded on the beaches. Seeing that the road was flooded, they did not panic, but scattered around to forage for food.

All the way through the silent woods back to the camp, looking at the tall tree where the spider monkeys had been before, Ansu decided to migrate with the herd. Ansu's food source is mainly from alien animals, and there is no food source, even if Ansu's body is strong, it won't last long, so the plan for now is to move away with them.

Ansu pierced the animal skins he had collected earlier with a saber, and then sewed them together with rope in two pieces to make animal skin bags, each with a capacity of about 200 liters. Then use the animal skin and rope cut into strips to weave two shoulder straps and sew them on the top of the animal skin bag to make a simple backpack. Fur bags were made of three, two for jerky and one for water and sundries. The fresh water was packed in the hollowed-out tree melons, then sealed and put into bags, and the four trees could only hold a dozen liters of water. Ansu put the eggshell into the bamboo tube and stuffed it into the animal skin bag. The charcoal is contained in a small bamboo tube and hung around the waist. Little Naga lay by the fire and watched Ansu busy, raised his paw and yawned, it has become a little lazy as the weather has become cold recently.

The next day Ansu woke up to find that the night had been extended again, and now she might not see the sunrise until nine o'clock. Ansu didn't wait for sunrise and was about to set off when everything was ready. Before leaving, Ansu finally woke up the sleeping little Naga and asked him to come with him. Seeing that little Nagana was sleeping in a daze, Ansu still showed mercy to let him sleep on the animal skin backpack, and then fixed it with a rope. If little Naga could fall like this, Ansu decided that she would not care anymore, she had already done her best to it. She had to reach the southern islands in twenty minutes at full speed, without any mishaps.

By the time Ansule arrived, a large herd of animals had gathered on the edge of the beach, and it looked like there were more animals than yesterday. The gloomy sky and the howling sea breeze made the herd wait for a little commotion, fidgetlessly gouging hooves, shaking heads, or walking back and forth. There was a little more solemnity and uneasiness in the air.

Although carrying a large animal skin bag on his back, one left and one right with two large bags, Ansu still flexibly got in front of the herd, and only by running in front could he reach the southern island first, and only then did he have more hope for life. Ansu found that at the front of the group were some apex predators, including the kind of megalodon that Ansu had ever seen. Once these apex predators reach the southern islands, they can stay on them and take advantage of the chaos to prey on the animals that come after them, and they have almost no way to escape on the narrow roads.