Cheng Qianxun didn't have time to celebrate the good news of the eradication of the long-troubled creature, and saw that there were still some half-finger-long red ants on the ground, so he scooped some seawater with his hand and fell down on one of them. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

As soon as the sea water touched the ants, it was like water touching fire, and it actually made a slight "z" sound, and the ants immediately turned over, and their legs twitched a few times.

Today's harvest is really big, she clapped her hands: "Not bad, at least how to deal with ants." ”

"Actually, it's quite easy to deal with marching ants." Gordon said beside him.

"How to deal with it?" Reeger asked.

Gordon replied tepidly and with some seriousness: "Faster than them." "It's a spoof again, but it's also true, as long as you escape faster than any predator, you can survive.

Rudolph coughed twice: "Don't catch up after falling, it's not difficult." ”

"Then let's sleep on the boat, at least there's sea in between." Cheng Qianxun calculated the distance from the boat to the beach, and was puzzled: "How did this boat come over?" At most, one rescue boat will come. ”

"I don't know how I got here." Albert, who had been paying attention to their movements, did not join in the celebrations of the others, and walked over: "Standing on the boat, I saw that I had been approaching, and was already here when I stopped. I just saw the octopuses that were chasing you running back one by one, and they were ready to resist, but the octopuses jumped into the sea and floated to death. ”

Rudolph looked at the ant that was doused by the sea water in front of his shoes: "Maybe this ant has a substance that can react with the sea water, causing the bitten octopus to die as soon as it touches the water." ”

Several people immediately turned their heads, and Ackerman was dancing together in the joyous crowd, struggling on the line of life and death for so many days, and the sudden good news made it difficult for them to restrain themselves anymore, and they needed a way to vent it.

"Great, oh, oh~" Looking at Ackerman, who was still blue and swollen, and the other two people, laughing and jumping, they were walking into the sea step by step. Cheng Qianxun shouted out almost at the same time!

"Don't go down ... To touch the water, come back... But it was too late, and one man pushed the other, and he was pushed into the sea by the others at the same time.

As the people fell into the sea, they immediately screamed: "Ah, ah~" The bitten leg, as long as it is immersed in the seawater, is like lime touching the water, emitting white smoke.

"Pull it up!" Albert yelled.

Barron reacted quickly and got closer, and while the others were still stunned, he rushed over, grabbed a man who was struggling in the water, and dragged him up to the beach. Now the others woke up like they had just woken up from a dream, and carried the other one to the beach.

The two of them rolled in pain on the beach, and wherever they touched the sea, white smoke came out. Screaming, rolling and struggling to lift the half-wet sand.

Gordon was also fast, pulling out a bottle of distilled water from his bag that was meant to be drinkable, and pouring it on a man's smoking leg. But doing so is still a drop in the bucket, but it's better than nothing.

Everyone hurriedly took out the bottled water they had around them and opened the lid to help wash off the seawater from the wound.

One fainted in pain from falling into the sea, while the other, standing firm, and being pulled up by Barron in time, passed the first few minutes; After the nerves were numb, he lay down and hummed.

When I saw that the area around the wound that had been bitten by the ants had been corroded to grayish white by the seawater, and it was swollen, the leg was more than twice as swollen as before, but the bite was sunken and dripping with yellow water.

Thankfully he didn't get into the water, otherwise it would have been like this. Ackerman was so frightened that his face was about the same color as their wounds, and the redness and swelling of the bite on his face became more and more obvious, like a grain of red beans. It's interesting now, the color difference between the legs in the torn pants and the arms on the face is simply too great, as if the two people were cut off and put together.

"Is there a way to deal with marching ants?" Some people are also a little worried when they see the power of this ant: "Even if you sleep on the boat, it is difficult to ensure that the ants can climb to the boat after the tide falls." ”

Gavin immediately scolded: "You've already started to prepare for a protracted war, and you think we can't get out?" ”

"Isn't it?" Another person agreed: "Look at the draft of this boat, even if the tide rises, it must rise to at least five meters high before leaving." ”

Gavin had nothing to say now, and Cheng Qianxun immediately picked up: "Robinson Crusoe will not take more than ten years, I guarantee that everyone will be able to leave in ten days." ”

"Are you so sure?" The man asked, suspiciously.

Cheng Qianxun smiled: "Yes, if you can't do it then, just kill me." Now, even though we have to collect food and water, not only when we leave, but also what we need to eat tonight. "After ten days, I want to kill and kill, the question is where to find her?

"Alright, let's get ready to work." Albert then began to divide the men into groups.

Everyone else obediently accepted the task, and of course there were some people with a little envy and jealousy that Cheng Qianxun didn't have to work anymore. But people are talking about the conditions, don't want to work, although they go to try their lives, there are octopuses chasing behind, and they don't talk about the potential danger when they enter the forest, just those big red ants, a bite makes people hurt for a long time.

Cheng Qianxun looked left and right: "If we don't, don't be idle." ”

"What are we doing?" Snead asked curiously. There was no need to answer, Cheng Qianxun's gaze showed everything, she was looking at the few stranded ships on the beach on the side.

Leaving aside the most dilapidated ships, which must have been very old and weathered to the point of falling apart, what else could you get? With rope and lighting tools in hand, I first ran to the iron ship that seemed to be the closest to the present age.

"You're going to go on an adventure?" Albert followed, while Barron was still in command of the guards.

If you don't let him go, Cheng Qianxun smiled slightly: "Yes, let's have a ghost ship expedition, let's come together?" ”

"How can something so exciting happen without me?" Albert's footsteps never stopped.

Climb up the safety ladder and up to the mottled deck. The original paint was all gone, and the iron sheet was full of rust.

"It was supposed to be a cargo ship with containers, and now there are only two containers left. This ship is easy to check, and there is no bilge warehouse. Albert went straight to the cab.

Cheng Qianxun and the others looked at each other and raised their eyebrows. Needless to say, in terms of ship knowledge, it is still Albert familiar. Then follow along!

Entering the wheelhouse, where the door had fallen off, Albert walked straight to the nautical chart. He walked over to the table and picked up a book as thick as a book on the dusty table.

He blew a few times on the notebook and flipped it over: "The captain of every ship has to write a logbook to see what is written on it." ”

It's written in English, and maybe all captains write logs in English. As Albert looked, he reported the ship's origins and the general situation of its last voyage.

He kept flipping back, choosing the important reading: "Gale, gale, see a small island, the location of which is unknown." In other words, they also experienced two days of strong winds that were blown here. I couldn't go back for a while, so I went to the island to check. A cave... ”

Albert stopped at this time and spread out the journal in his hand: "I don't know what language is next." ”

It's really the point, except for Cheng Qianxun here, which one doesn't understand two or three Chinese, needless to say, come up one by one to see.

Rudolph looked at it and reached out to take it, recognizing the words on it, and continued reading: "Everyone is crazy, including me... Ants, bugs... Crazy, all crazy... ”

Turning the page and continuing to read, the handwriting became more and more sloppy, and it was not even written in the grid, but directly scribbled in the middle position: "Many, many, many... ”

"I can't read it either, it's too messy." Rudolph turned to the last page, and the words on the last page trembled like no words, just a line that kept trembling, like an electrocardiogram, like an earthquake wave.

Albert took the notebook and flipped through it: "This should be his native language, he didn't write it in the end, according to the previous calculation of one day on one page, he should have spent at least ten days on this island." What made his brain completely confused and wrote things not according to the rules? ”

The atmosphere is a bit heavy and depressing, and many things are made more terrifying because of the unknown. A ship runs aground on the edge of the island, and then the crew goes to the island, and then goes crazy, and even the captain can't stand the pressure. What happened to this to make this happen?

Suddenly there was a gunshot outside, and it was too late to take a closer look, so Rudolph hurriedly took the logbook and everyone rushed outside.

I saw that my own people were fleeing in front, but there were about twenty or so black beasts chasing behind.

Everyone pulled out their pistols, and those who survived, kept fleeing here, and two or three people were chased over, and were thrown to the ground by wild beasts, and then

Once again, the scene of the beast besieging and hunting is presented.

Fortunately, these beasts were not very demanding, and after knocking down four of them, they began to eat around them, and did not continue to pursue. When the others climbed up the safety ladder in a panic, they saw Barron.

"Why didn't you shoot?" Albert asked, a little angrily.

"It's useless, the gun can't shoot through at all, these wild boars don't know how they grow." When Barron climbed up, he sat down and gasped.

Wild boar? Looking at the past, these swarthy beasts are actually wild boars, where do they look like wild boars?

"It's a wild boar!" Ackerman was able to come back alive, snorting and lame.

Seeing that everyone looked at him with strange eyes, he quickly explained: "I don't know if I'm like this, they don't want to eat, or I came here with seawater, and they don't chase me." ”

Look at his face swollen like a pig's head, and the red beans, as bright as the poisonous mushrooms in the forest and the spiny jellyfish in the sea, even if people are extremely hungry, they will wonder if his flesh is poisonous.

"It is indeed a wild boar, humming, even if the skin is as hard as iron, it should be a wild boar." Ackerman sat there and replied in the affirmative.

"When did you become a land zoologist again?" Barron said with a bit of annoyance: "The bullets will bounce off when they hit, could it be that they have evolved into rhinoceros skins?" (To be continued.) )