During the meal, I asked Shiratori to count the number of people, and Shiratori told me that there were about three hundred of us, and that we were about the size of a small village, including the cannibals, of course. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"When you're ready, we'll move forward." I don't want to stay in this hellish place, no one, it's a nightmare place.

People are happy because we're all alive. York suddenly ran up to me and gestured, drawing a large circle in the air with his hand.

I thought he couldn't bear me.

"We don't belong here, we have to go." I say.

Oh, I forgot to tell you, he learned to listen to us since he came back.

He shook his head. I looked at him suspiciously, and suddenly he grabbed my hand and pulled me to his mount.

The Devil Flyer stood quietly on the ground, he stood tall, about 180 centimeters to the touch. Don't forget that it was just a bird, but it ate and drank the same food as we did, and he never ate rotting carcasses again.

"What for," I said.

He York asked me to sit down. York and I sat on the back of the flyer, he took off slowly, I timidly grabbed his feathers, and we soared dozens of meters into the blue sky, and everyone on the ground looked at us.

I looked into the distance, surrounded by the vast sea, and York did this to tell me that we couldn't go on, that we couldn't go out on all sides, that we couldn't go out, that this was a big island.

When we returned, I told the people that they couldn't get out, so they had to wait here for the passing boats, and they were disappointed, but for them, disappointment had become a habit.

Since we can't get out, we can only stay, since we want to stay, we have to live, and since we want to live, we must at least have a house.

I mobilized all the people to build our house together, and with our cooperation we built the first house that could accommodate two people out of branches and leaves, and we decided to give him to Sharia, who made us depose the war.

We didn't build the house to the tree like a cannibal, we built it directly in the ground, and after the first house was completed, we also had a party and the people were happy.

After that, we built a second seat, a third seat. Everyone has always been able to live in a house. Until later we all forgot how long it had been since we were killed, and I only remember that the sea level had frozen by the time all our houses were completed. It was the first winter time I spent here. But no one ever passed through the sea, no one came to my rescue, and we didn't know what was going on outside.

The houses were arranged in order, like a village that had popped up out of nowhere, and I was still their leader, and they had to ask my opinion before doing anything.

Old Dark found me one morning, still sleeping in thick leaves, and since we were a thatched hut, we couldn't light a fire in it. We can only put thick leaves in our own house.

Lao Hei wears leaf clothes, these can indeed resist the cold, these clothes are tied by skillful women with vines and leaves, if it is said that we will not be able to do it, so to live a good life, there must be a woman, this is an ironclad truth.

Lao Hei is wearing a very chic dress today, and there are still a lot of weeds under the leaves.

This garment was made for him by Sharia. I heard that he recently fell in love with Sharia.

"What's the matter?" I asked.

"There's nothing to eat," said the old man. The food has always been managed by Black, and he has the right to make anyone do anything except me and the Germans, but it has to be within the range of food.

"Won't you go looking for food without food, don't bother me to sleep, I checked with York Cha late yesterday," I said.

"You get up and take a look, the grasshoppers around here have been eaten by us to the end, and there are not a few kangaroos left, so there is really nothing to eat," said the old black. He is right, we are 300 people, but we can't eat and produce, and we may even gnaw up a leaf.

"Yes," I rolled over and sat up. I didn't feel sleepy at all when he said that. Lao Hei took me around the circle, and sure enough, as he said, there are really not many things to eat around, hibernate hibernation, eat and be eaten.

"What's else in the kitchen?" I asked.

"There's just some grasshoppers left, and some kangaroos," said Hei.

"Take me to see" said we walked towards our kitchen, our kitchen is set in a small cave, where it is impermeable, not only can it shelter from the wind and rain, but the most important thing is to keep the fire, only then we don't have to think about how to light the fire every day, that is really a kind of trouble in winter. In the open space were women teaching each other Filipino to people who could not understand Filipino, and of course York was learning along, and a tribal language was the most difficult to unite.

Shiratori suddenly became obsessed with medicine, like a demon to study with Sharia, in order to try all kinds of medicinal materials, he did not hesitate to stuff his mouth, these days he did not encounter any deadly plants, so occasionally eat the medicinal materials that caused him to have diarrhea, but it did not stifle his interest in medicine, he was like a demon.

He became Sharia's laboratory mouse, confirmed many medicinal materials for Sharia, and Sharia's medical clinic was opened in the cave, and she did not have to give people any reward for treating people. There are many people here who have treated him, and I used to be her patient, and he gave me some sun-dried herbs, which I decoction and later, and I have forgotten what kind of disease I had.

Black took me to our kitchen, and there was really not much food left. The white bird followed Sharia early in the morning and went out to collect medicine.

We had a village, and the village had to have a name, so we gave it the name Dobernard