Perhaps Vere felt that if he left like this, he would lose a lot.

So he wasn't stoned to death by a big coconut. You know, more people are killed by coconuts than by sharks every year. Although I don't know if there is such a creature as a 'human' in this small square area.

Two of the three "suns" on the head are gone, and the remaining purple one is still lingering at the intersection of the sky and the sea.

The smell of the sea in the air was even greater, and the sand gave off a gust of residual warmth, but the surface was gradually getting colder, and near the shore, the tide gradually rose to the beach, slowly touching in the direction of Will. Wiel, who was unconscious under the coconut tree, was pouting his ass and smashing a coconut on his head.

In the haze, he had a dream in which he came to a restaurant and ordered something to eat.

I took out my mobile phone, turned on the famine, and played, I can't remember exactly what I played, I only know that this game that has been with me for a long time, in addition to work, brings me a short time to relax, explore the unknown world, and use my own hands to make things for survival. But in the end, what is needed is to be able to satisfy Will's desire to explore in the steel city in his spare time.

The little figure seems to have magic, a branch and a flint can conjure an axe at once, easily cut down trees, and rely on a few stones and wood to build a bonfire between the whiskers.

But in fact, Vere thought about it carefully, "Fifteen days in the game is a quarter, so that means the speed has become six... In the game, there are eight minutes a day, which is 180 times more than thatched, and no matter what you make in it, even if you pick up a bundle of thatch, it takes more than a second, that is, if you convert the time of this game into reality, no matter what you do, it will take about 20 minutes......

"And a few stones and branches to make an axe that can cut down trees? Can you start a fire without drilling wood to make a fire? Veel shook his head, after all, a game is a game, and some magic is more fun and makes survival a little easier.

While Wer was thinking nonsense, the waiter came with a large plate of golden rice, still the kind with an extra amount. Carrying my phone in my pocket, I somehow smelled so delicious today, like the smell of the sea.

Weir's saliva was dripping, and lying on that plate of fried rice was a binge. Chewing and chewing, Weier felt that the plate of rice was a little salty and a little hard.

Grunt, Wer suddenly looked up and pushed the coconut on his head some distance.

At this time, Weir's mouth was full of sea sand, and there were some blood stains on his forehead. Socks, pants, and clothes were tight, sticky on Weir's body. Weir's eyes were blank, as if he hadn't recovered from the sudden change in circumstances. "Ou, Ou" The sound of seagulls was heard on the sea in the distance.

"Gross! Phew! Ah~Bah! Vomit! "To be honest, cleaning your teeth may not be as pleasant as this mouthful of sea sand. If you vomit happily, you will wake up happily.

Spit out the sand from his mouth, a gust of sea breeze blew, taking away the last shred of temperature, and Wille shuddered.

"Huh! I thought it was a dream. "Wiel sat there, embarrassed. He looked around blankly, the afterglow of the setting sun, the quiet beach, only the sound of the waves crashing.

Will stood up, dragging his numb legs, the back of his head swollen and tingling, and the numbness and soreness of his right hand came over him, distorting his face.

Leaving a trail of footprints on the beach, "Where is this?" Where am I? I'm hurt, help! He shouted faintly as he walked away from the sea

The surroundings were quiet, looking at the vast sea, and the red of the sea gradually turning into the night, Weir shrugged his shoulders and hugged his head and cried. "Help! I'm going back, who's going to save me! As he was crying out for despair, he suddenly saw a bright light out of the corner of his eye, and he found that it was like a glass bottle. As if he had thought of something, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and he forced himself to stand up and walked over and picked up the bottle. "Drifting bottles! Someone, there's someone in this place?! ”

There was a wooden cork on the bottle, the wooden cork swelled like a sponge to reveal the remnants of the fibers, it looked like it had been drifting for a while, the walls of the bottle were covered with seaweed and something, but fortunately, the cork was rotten but not leaking, and Vere pulled the cork off and poured a note out of it.

Strange symbols were drawn on the scraps of paper, like Russian, like Tibetan...... Wille couldn't read it, but that didn't stop someone who was desperate for help from having some ideas. "There's a drifting bottle! Someone, the current will pass through here! ”

He suddenly thought of smoke first aid, that is, if a shipwrecked person arrives on an isolated island, he will light a fire with wet thatch, let the fire smoke rise into the sky, and let the cruising person find himself and be rescued. With one last chance of luck, Wiel began to search for combustible grass nearby.

The sun was about to set, and the air was filled with the warmth and humidity of the sea, and the cold wind of the sand made the humidity even harder. In a hurry, Wille approached, and from the bushes beneath the cliffs, he picked up a pile of twigs and unknown sandy herbs.

Dragging his tired body, he sat down next to those things.

He had a shoe hanging from his foot, and he put a piece of paper in a bottle stuffed with a sock, which he had intended to put in his clothes, but the suit that was almost halved was no longer up to the task.

Although, in Will's mind, "Light a fire, let the smoke rise, and someone will come to save me." Then you can go back to a familiar place, meet familiar friends, loved ones, and feel everything familiar.

But it was only then that Weier suddenly realized that he could not make a fire! "If there is no fire, where is the smoke? I'm really... Stupidity. "And, when I searched every pocket, I couldn't find a lighter! No, he slapped his head in despair and indignation, and when he woke up, he had nothing left.

Looking at his swollen right hand and throwing down two sticks, Weir gave up on the idea of drilling wood for fire. But my heart became more anxious. Weir also figured out that even if he couldn't call for help, when night came, near the sea, his whole body was damp, and he was already cold when the sun was still there, and if there was no fire, he might lose his life in his sleep.

While calming down and thinking, pain came along with hunger and thirst. Wei Er didn't feel it just now, but now he only felt a tingling itch, and his whole body was soft.

Veel felt hunger and thirst constantly attack the nerves of his brain, hungry and weak, thirsty and drowsy. Licking his dry, flaky lips, Wille turned his gaze to the coconut tree beside him.

"I've got to eat something, coconut!" The bad thoughts about the coconut are out of control. His legs were a little numb and a little vain, and in order not to fall, Weir pulled out a thicker branch from the "firewood pile" and struggled to support himself to his feet.

He walked over to a coconut, picked it up from the ground, and looked around, and with it in his arm, Wille staggered to a pile of hard stones nearby. Lift it above your head with your left hand that still moves, and slam it hard.

"Click!" It is worthy of being a high-grade pollution-free coconut, that is, it is nutritious, it is good, and it is hard!

So the stone shattered, and the coconut just cracked a little crack in the shell. Putting down the coconut, Weir sighed, pointed the cracked coconut to his mouth, and drank the coconut juice inside. "It's good to have a coconut, but I'll have to find something to pry it open so I can eat the flesh inside." Wille looked at a large boulder that had been smashed out, stood up with a stick in his left hand, and picked it up.

But the moment Veel's finger touched the stone, there was a crisp "Ding! A voice came to mind in Will's mind for no reason. For a moment, Weir was stunned, and then his whole body trembled uncontrollably. It was as if Vere had seen the crafting menu in Don't Starve. He said he saw it, but there was no picture in front of him, it seemed to be just an idea, but it was extremely clear.

Wiel focused his attention, as if there was a laser projection in front of him! Vere's jaw dropped in surprise. "This ...... This is, Don't Starve's making panel? "With a stone and a stick, Wiel looked up at the sea and the cliffs around him." I, am I in a world of famine? ”