During the rubber toss, one of the crops that I valued quite a bit matured, and it was grapes.

Although there is really no hope for the two grapes, there are only five catties of grapes in total, and even if several batches of grapes are all ripe, they will not add up to more than twenty catties.

But there wasn't much to look forward to on the island itself, and the fact that I could get grapes on a few extra trips didn't make me feel unhappy, but enjoyed it......

The sweet grapes are still so delicious in the mouth, even pure and pollution-free, and the naturally ripe grapes taste better than the original purchase.

While tasting the grapes, the grape seeds were not forgotten, and I collected them and dried them in the sun, and then planted them in a special orchard in the following spring.

If all goes well, the fruit will be set in about two years, and the harvest will be abundant in three to four years, and then I will not only be able to eat with my belly open until I want to vomit, but I will also be able to use the excess grapes to make wine.

I didn't dare to think about it when I could drink home-brewed grape sprinkles on the island in the future, and my saliva flowed down unconsciously when I thought about it......

The corn matured in mid-August, and this year's corn yield was a bumper harvest compared with the past two years, and finally the remaining corn returned to the level of eight or nine hundred catties again.

Thanks to the overall stability of the weather this year and the absence of destructive typhoons, there was almost no loss of corn, and I regret not expanding the area further.

This year's corn and sweet potatoes are allocated to one and a half acres, that is, two-thirds of the acres, so the yield has reached a surprising level, more than 800 catties.

At this moment, I regret that I did not expand to more than one acre, otherwise I could have obtained at least more than 1,000 catties of corn, but unfortunately there is no regret medicine in the world to sell.

This year, because I didn't grow peanuts, there was nothing to stop me from going to the sea after harvesting the corn, and my obsession with seafood has become deeper and deeper!

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I was finally able to go to the sea, and this time I was going to catch a few nets of fish in addition to catching seafood, and in addition to the seafood that I missed, the sea fish was also my goal.

But what I never expected was that the normal fishing activities only lasted for three days, and on the fourth day, something unexpected happened!

The harvest of the first three days was very good, which not only added a touch of embellishment to the ordinary life, but also improved the quality of life to a certain extent.

I'm going to strike while the iron is hot and go to sea for a few more days, so that there are hundreds of catties of various seafood in the fish pond, and then wash my hands, and then catch some before winter comes, after all, the sea is risky, especially after seeing crocodiles.

In the first half hour of going to the sea, three large shells, two abalones, and five sea urchins have been caught, but unfortunately I haven't seen the lobster for a long time, which makes people feel a little lost!

Maybe everything was providential, and today the boat did not follow me because the sea was a little rougher, and only crocodile skin bags and dry wooden stakes used to float on the water.

Swimming far more to shore than to a boat that should have been overhead, and giving an opportunity to the preyers who took me as prey......

And I, like the crocodile that was hunted in the first place, didn't realize that I was being targeted by a terrifying being.

From the perspective of people's complex thoughts, since the first time I went to the sea on the island, I have fantasized about being targeted by the head snake in the sea, but it has not appeared, and I have relaxed in my thinking!

Today's encounter is destined to be different, the scene that I have been imagining in my head has been realized, or the scene of the crocodile hunt is about to be staged, only this time I became a "crocodile"!

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After persistently searching for lobsters in the sea to no avail, I planned to go ashore after the last twenty minutes of searching, and then, as usual, rest for a while and then return directly to Crocodile Island.

But as I was floating to the surface to place the seafood in my backpack, an extremely obvious dorsal fin of the sea caught my attention in the distance.

This form of fin is unique, but at first glance I was keenly aware that it must be a shark approaching in the distance!!

The moment I saw it, I felt that my pupils were dilated, and if there were feathers, they must be in a state of fried hair......

Although there are 10,000 "lying grasses" in my heart who want to blurt out, I don't have the heart to pour out those swear words at this moment, and the most important thing is to escape!

Just like throwing away the backpack in an emergency back then, today's backpack is thrown away again, although the situation is different, but the purpose is the same, all to survive.

The stake was still in my arms, and it was an option to throw it out as a bait in a desperate situation, at least for a few more seconds that would make or break it.

All the action was done almost instantaneously, and I was racing against the clock to make my way to the beach, the difference between life and death could be a minute, maybe just a few seconds, but I was trying my best......

A kind of "fart and urine flow" temperament that can't care about anything is vividly reflected at this moment!

My hunch was not wrong, the shark that was still about twenty-five meters away was still twenty meters away from me, and I was still two or three hundred meters away from the shore.

It was obvious that I was the target, because I was the only one around me who was fluttering the waves, and to it it was like a big light bulb shining in the night.

That's why I made the first attempt to escape based on common sense, but unfortunately it was too late, and the coast, which usually takes only two or three minutes, seemed so out of reach at this time.

I don't have to think about the speed of competing with the fish in the water to know that it is "playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong", and if there is a close fight, I can only be the losing side, or lose both!

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Although he is very passive, he is not powerless to fight back, and he also has a weapon that he can rely on, which is a dagger that can be used to pry shells underwater.

But this is not the first choice, the underwater flexibility made me give up the idea of fighting it head-on, and now all I can do is run for my life and try to avoid contact, which is a happy result.

It's just that it doesn't seem to have any intention of letting me go, and even if it doesn't provoke it at all, my retreat has not been exchanged for its letting go, but has intensified!

When I swam about fifty meters forward and looked back, it was only six or seven meters away, and it was clear that something was going on in the current situation.

The little luck that still existed in my heart did not come true......

One hundred and fifty meters from the shore, it seemed to be less than two meters behind it, and I had no expectations, knowing that it was almost finished.

In terms of size, this shark is considered a small man in the whole shark population, and it is not even two meters long, and I can finish it off in a minute on land with a two-meter crocodile, and it ......

I didn't have the slightest confidence, after all, the water was its world, and I was just a dragon trapped in the shallows, with little flexibility at all, and my movements were desperately clumsy.

It is even an exaggeration to say that the ocean is the world of sharks in addition to being conquered, otherwise sharks will not get the title of "wolf in the sea", before the battle begins, the results of the comparison between the two sides are obvious!

But I never gave up, the dagger was already in my hand, and the forward swimming posture had changed, but I still underestimated its speed, especially the moment of sprinting.

The speed of turning was a little slower than it, and the expected thing still did not escape, or did it happen......

The shark's bloody mouth immediately took my left leg in my mouth, and the sharp pain came directly to my mind in an instant, coupled with the stimulation of the seawater, it made me feel so painful that I almost fainted!

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Everything was too late and that was too fast, and the process that happened was only a split second, and I was caught off guard by the "old hunter".

Although I have all kinds of thoughts in my heart at this moment, I think that this is not the time to think about it at all, but to throw away the stake and give the shark a backhand knife!

Its skin is not as hard as that of a crocodile, and even if it moves clumsy in the water, a sharp dagger is still inserted into its skin.

It's just that this knife didn't get it loose as I thought, but because of the pain, it reacted more violently, and its violent reaction was of course accompanied by swing and force, and part of the force was transferred to me......

I thought that the knife did not bring me the expected results, and at the same time, I also felt a little out of strength, on the one hand, it came from pain, and on the other hand, I was tossing in the sea for a long time, and my physical strength was insufficient.

Although I don't want to admit it, I have to admit that my time is running out, and if I don't stop bleeding for another three or five minutes, I will lose too much blood and kill me!

I didn't want to be its lunch, and I didn't want to die, so I turned around and gave it a knife again after charging up, and this one hurt it much more than the previous one.

It's also a crucial knife, I've choked on several mouthfuls of water, and my body knows it very well, and I barely have the strength to make the next shot!

The position of the aim and my luck caused the dagger to stick into its eye, and instead of pulling it out after the knife entered the flesh, it slashed the blade to the side to inflict more trauma on it.

As I expected, the knife was so effective that it finally opened its jaw because of the unbearable pain, and I quickly pulled my leg out when I saw the right moment.

If it's as good as me and bites it again after releasing its mouth, I can't afford to do a second injury, not even a small one!

Maybe it hurt it enough, or it knew that I wasn't that easy to deal with, and it didn't want to dwell on it anymore after releasing its mouth, but chose to run away.

If it knew I was holding on hard, it wouldn't have run so hard, and if it held on for another half a minute, the victory might have been it!

The time between my bite and the end of the battle is very short, less than a minute, so the battlefield is often changing in an instant, and the battle can happen in an instant.

I'm sure it's turned around and fled, exactly like the mess I had just looked, but it's far from over, and it's far from safe.

After I surfaced, I held the dry stake again, and now I am in a very bad state, I don't have much strength, and more importantly, the wound is extremely serious!